When he woke up, Chen Mo found himself back in the leaky adobe house in 1979.
On the kang, the virtuous wife Su Wanqing was sharing the only hot porridge with her two sallow and thin children.
In his previous life, he was a bastard for half of his life. He thought his wife was uncouth and blamed his children for dragging him down. In the end, his wife and children were separated and he died alone.
Now that he was reborn, he felt his heart twisting as he looked at his wife's rough hands and the timid eyes of his children.
He swore: In this life, I want to make money and have a warm home!
He secretly dug herbs in exchange for money and bought his wife the first butterfly sewing machine in the village;
He stayed up late pasting matchboxes just to buy a box of crayons for his son to draw his dreams on;
He carried his feverish daughter on a ten-mile mountain road in the rain to seek medical treatment, even though the soles of his shoes were worn out and he did not stop.
When the good news of Ten Thousand Yuan Household was posted on the door lintel, he smiled and put the bankbook into his wife's hand:
"Late Qing, thank you for all your hard work these years."
The wife burst into tears, the children threw themselves into her arms, and the adobe house was filled with happy laughter for the first time.
In this life, he wants to make his wife and children the happiest people in China.
Why is there no result?