Back to 60: Watch Me Return to My Peak

The cold wind poured into the leaky earthen walls on all sides, and the dying sister in his arms and the regret of forty years after she was lost in his memory came together - this time, he would never let her disappear again. While others were starving and dying in the fields, he had fished out living eels from the ice caves in the reed swamps, and found soybeans that could take root and sprout in the rags of the scrapyard. The honesty of the iron cow, the cleverness of the loach, the meticulousness of the abacus, the bloodiness of the river - orphans abandoned by the times gathered one after another, not because of sympathy, but because he made a promise: follow me, and everyone will be a character from now on. Dried fish was exchanged for cornmeal, bean sprouts were grown to open up sales in the county, and the black soil in the space was used to grow the first green leafy vegetables in spring. Zhou Demao from the grain depot was reselling grain outside the account, and he watched with cold eyes; the contract of the purchasing department was placed in front of him, but he did not sign it - a forty-year-old soul lived in an eight-year-old body, knowing when to advance, when to retreat, and when to strike firmly and without leaving any trace. This is not a rebirth novel written by Goldfinger. This is a desperate counterattack that costs one's life. Every penny is dug out of the soil - not by hand, but by using the business sense of the previous life, the precise grasp of human nature, and the deep understanding of the pulse of the times. If you have ever thought about what it would be like to go back to the poorest era with a forty-year-old experience - this novel will give you a hearty answer. Not to torture the protagonist, not to feel aggrieved, every step is based on the beat of the times, and every reversal is reasonable and unexpected. I would like to dedicate this book to everyone who has ever asked themselves "if I could do it again" late at night.