Song Liyang died in the winter of 1964.
In the ruined temple, no one collected the bodies. He thought about his previous life: he obeyed his parents' instructions and did not separate the family, and handed over all the prey and work points he earned. But what he got in exchange was - his three daughters were sold, his wife died on the way to find her, and he was kicked out by his nephew and died of cold and starvation.
When he opened his eyes again, he returned to 1965.
My sister-in-law has just given birth to a "brother", and her parents are planning to continue to squeeze him to subsidize the family of their "brother". His wife Wu Zhongyan held the skinny Sanni in her arms, with only numbness and despair in her eyes. Dani didn't have any new shoes when she was six years old, Erni didn't eat eggs when she was four, and Sanni had a fever for three days and couldn't even afford a morsel of medicine.
This time, Song Liyang threw the five-year work-sharing account on the table in front of the whole family:
"Separate the family. I will live alone. I will pamper my daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law myself."
"I, the daughter of Song Liyang, were looked down upon by you in the past, but you will look down upon her in the future. I, the daughter-in-law of Song Liyang, were bullied by you in the past, but in the future, I will see who dares to lift a finger!"
From then on, he took his wife and daughter to live in a leaky woodshed, hunted in the mountains with his fists, and fought for his life in the black market with the memories of his previous life.
