Reborn in 1979, Wei Shufen opened her eyes to find her mother-in-law sneaking away the eggs she had saved to support her widowed sister-in-law.
In her previous life, she endured it for eleven years, until her daughter had to leave school, her son was left disabled, and she herself died young, coughing up blood.
Only on her deathbed did she understand: giving in would never earn her respect. It would only feed the bloodsuckers’ insatiable greed.
This time, she immediately held the basket of eggs in place.
“Mom, these eggs are for my daughter, so she can build up her strength. Your daughter has fallen on hard times? Fine. Tomorrow I’ll take her to the neighborhood office and let the authorities handle it!”
Everyone said she had gone mad.
Her mother-in-law called her unfilial, her sister-in-law wept that she was heartless, and her husband accused her of being petty.
Wei Shufen sneered. “This is nothing yet!”
Her ration coupons were stolen? She called the police!
Her mother-in-law threw a tantrum? She produced a bottle of pesticide!
Her husband tried to smooth things over? She laid out the divorce papers!
From mending clothes one stitch at a time to buying her first sewing machine;
from a young wife in the family compound to a skilled leader of the neighborhood women’s group;
from an easy target everyone could bully to one of the first female private business owners.
The people who had drained her dry began to panic.
“Shufen, we’re family, after all...”
Wei Shufen kept her foot on the sewing machine pedal and didn’t even look up.
“Now you remember we’re family? Too late.”
“In this life, my children are the only family I need.”
The husband and his sister-in-law don't have the same last name, but they have the same last name as his wife😅