In her past life, Lin Wanqiu was the daughter of a capitalist family. She had a wealth of real talent from her agricultural college studies, but her family coaxed her into marrying into the respectable Wang family.
She worked like a beast of burden for three years. When she became pregnant, her mother-in-law forced her to wash clothes in a river in the dead of winter. When she suffered a hemorrhage during childbirth, they refused to take her to the hospital. She and her baby both died. Only as she lay dying did she learn that she had been sent down to the countryside to take the blame for her advisor. She should have had a brilliant future.
When she opened her eyes, she was back in 1971, on the very day the Wang family publicly broke off her engagement.
Her mother-in-law jumped up and yelled, “Without my son, you’ll starve on the street!” Her husband looked down on her and said, “Get on your knees and apologize, and I’ll let you stay.” Lin Wanqiu gave a cold laugh, slapped the divorce agreement down, signed her name, and walked out with her bags.
Back at her parents’ home, her younger siblings called her a freeloader, and her mother cried as she urged her to accept her fate. Instead, Lin Wanqiu set her sights on the barren, rocky hillside behind the village, a plot no one else wanted.
Everyone laughed at her. Did this capitalist’s daughter really think she could grow grain on a wasteland?
What no one knew was that being reborn had awakened her golden finger: a full-spectrum ability to sense plant growth. At a glance, she could read the soil’s acidity, temperature, moisture, and light requirements, precisely pinpointing how to maximize every crop’s yield. She also knew how government policies would shift over the next ten years.
She reshaped the ridges in three days, and seedlings sprouted in seven. The sweet potato yield per acre doubled, stunning the whole village.
She tested out-of-season planting and brought the wheat to head early, setting a record yield per acre and causing a stir across the county commune.
With deep furrows, dense planting, and carefully bred seeds, she drew provincial experts to secretly observe the fields for three days. They recognized her on the spot as the prodigy who had gone missing from agricultural college.
Lu Zheng, the commune’s most formidable discharged soldier, stood protectively in front of her. “She earns her living with her own skills. I won’t let anyone spread rumors about her.”
