Reborn in 1965, Li Fei opened his eyes, and what he saw was not his lofty ideals, but his adobe house with bare walls, and the bowl of wild vegetable soup on the table that could reflect the silhouette of a person.
In his previous life, he ruined his fortune through gambling, causing his gentle and virtuous wife Zhang Ying to jump into the river in despair in the cold winter lunar month while holding her one-year-old daughter Li Wan'er. In this life, he only wants to do one thing: to pamper this mother and daughter to heaven!
Faced with a famine filled with yellow sand, while others gnawed tree bark and drank watery soup, Li Fei relied on his knowledge and determination thirty years ahead of his time to climb mountains and rivers.
When people in the village were sallow and thin, the aroma of braised pork wafted from Li Fei's house.
Zhang Ying went from being frightened and defensive at the beginning to having rosy cheeks; Xiao Wan'er even changed from bean sprouts to a fat baby, always holding a piece of meat in her hand.
In this life, Li Fei swore: Even if it means poking a hole in the sky, I will let you mother and daughter eat meat every day without any further grievances.
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