Lin Wei was an undercover policeman in her previous life, and approached the underworld boss Zhou Zhen in order to collect evidence.
On the night when his identity was exposed, he said with red eyes "Don't blame me", shot himself and then drank the bullet himself.
When she opened her eyes again, Lin Wei became a capitalist educated youth who had just given birth to twins in 1972.
Sitting beside the earthen bed was a familiar man—Zhou Zhen, now a well-known gangster in the village.
He clumsily held the crying baby and said to her in a rough voice: "Baby, drink some chicken soup to replenish your strength."
The gun cocoon that killed me in my previous life is still between my fingers, but now it is gently wiping away the soup stains from the corner of my mouth.
"The struggle system is successfully bound!" A mechanical voice sounded in his head.
"Newbie's task: change the diaper of the crying baby, and be rewarded with a can of milk powder."
I looked at the man who killed me in my previous life, and then at the three children who were waiting to be fed.
Revenge or parenting?
This damn system forces me to choose a working life...
