Queen of Grapes: In the 1950S, I Tore Up Land Deeds

Agronomy PhD Zhou Xuelan transmigrates into the body of a child bride in 1950, and opens her eyes to a whole family's worth of abuse: Her mother-in-law chops up her grapevines to feed the pigs: "A worthless girl like you deserves nothing but pig slop!" Her gambling-addict husband snatches her food: "A child bride is worth less than a watchdog!" The clan chief kicks down her door and curses her: "You husband-killing wretch, get out of the Zhou family cemetery!" She licks the vine sap from her lips and sneers. This autumn, Article 11 of the Land Reform Law will be her cleaver! Today's blood debts: Rat poison in the rice jar? She retaliates by soaking the land deed until it rots with mold. "Mother-in-law, the law is here to deal with old feudal ways!" Her husband sells her to pay off his gambling debts? She slaps him with the Marriage Law. "In the New China, divorcing your husband isn't a crime, but selling your wife gets you ten years in prison!" The clan chief blocks her door and digs up her vines? She hangs a sign reading "Military Family Vineyard" over his grave. "Touch my vines? First ask the rifles if they'll let you!" A foreign expert sneers that Chinese grapes are inferior? At a blind tasting in Paris, she pours out an entire bottle of Lafite in front of everyone. "It's too sour even to rinse your mouth with! The leftover wine goes to the beggars. I'll trade the recipe for the Statue of Liberty!" Her ex-husband kneels and begs to get back together? She drops a sack of coins on him, caving in his roof. "Your divorce settlement! Take it and get lost. That clinking is the last sound of riches you'll ever hear in your life!"