"I can't go on living like this!" In a dilapidated straw hut in 1960, Su Guixiang felt the three children's hollow, hungry bellies. Suddenly, memories from her previous life, just before a flood swept her away, came back into sharp focus. She had been a famous old hand at farming across the villages of Northeast China! Tobacco-leaf water to keep aphids away? Try it! Wood ash for potash? Spread it! The cabbages in her private plot grew taller than people, and each ear of corn yielded two jin of grain! Her mother-in-law was caught stealing food right at the courtyard gate, and her sister-in-law's lies earned her a scolding from the villagers as a shameless wretch. Even the production team's captain came over with a hoe and asked, "Auntie Xiang, can we farm our village's land like this too?" From filling her own family's stomachs to leading the whole village in growing greenhouse crops and opening a factory, the "pushover" everyone had bullied became Lijiazhuang's steady anchor. And her husband? He went from doing nothing but plowing in silence to secretly learning bookkeeping so he could help manage the money. The more she farmed, the sweeter life became!
