In the cold winter of 1988, Su Huaiqing woke up from the nightmare of his father's work-related injury and died, and was reborn in the morning when his fate changed. The scar on her left hand that had not been removed from the tiger's mouth and the spiritual spring space that quietly emerged in the palm of her hand confirmed the miracle of turning back time - this time, she wanted to reverse the stigma of "restraining relatives", tear apart the calculations of the best relatives, and also uncover the mystery of the national treasure hidden by her previous husband.
Spiritual springs can bring out the beauty of things, and treasure appraisal can provide a glimpse into the past. When the rescued female worker was stuffed with a jade pendant from the Northern Wei Dynasty, and when the tattoo of the smuggling group from the previous life flashed across the wrist of the mixed-race doctor Zhou Shiyu, Su Huaiqing discovered that rebirth was not only to make up for regrets, but also a battlefield with time and space. The improved tea egg recipe was framed by a state-owned canteen, the black market was leaked but the pig-killing plate scam was discovered, and when reselling treasury bills, it was discovered that the Hong Kong dollar number was connected to the theft of a national treasure thirty years later... Every step of the counterattack stepped on the sharp edge of the great changes of the times.
The oil paper package under the old locust tree hides the private documents of the Qinglong Gang, the backlog of cotton interlayer in the textile factory reveals the golden canary cheongsam, and the tomb map reflected in the spiritual spring points directly to the old well of the Su family's ancestral home. When Zhou Shiyu's scalpel touched her lower back, and when the second uncle led the joint defense team to round up the night, Su Huaiqing finally saw clearly - in this whirlpool spanning two lives, everyone is a prisoner and accomplice of history. And my father's minced left ear is embedded in the golden bird's eye of the thousand-year-old tomb, staring at the falling snow in 1988.
