After My Whole Family Died, I Was Reborn in the 1970s to Defy Filial Piety

When Granny Zhang, eighty years old, breathed her last, snow blanketed her frail, wasted body. In her previous life, she watched helplessly as her husband was hounded to death in the name of filial piety and all four of their children met their ends one by one: her eldest son died at a construction site, her second became a fugitive, her youngest son was raised into a gambling addict, and her youngest daughter withered under the beatings. Reborn into her past life, she returned to that fatal dusk in 1978. Her husband was trembling as he unscrewed the cap of a pesticide bottle. She snatched it from him and splashed the contents at her parasitic parents. “Want to die? Then you bloodsucking debt collectors can be the ones to die!” There was still time to change everything, and she still had the power to do it…