I am born again.
Back to the day when my grandmother secretly sold her to an old bachelor and my cousin pushed me down and smashed my head.
In her previous life, she endured it and accepted it, and spent her whole life as a coward. Her parents were treated like donkeys until they grew old, and she worked as a cow or a horse in the mountains until she died.
This life?
She couldn't bear it anymore.
Grandma said she beat her parents? ——Okay, then she will show it to you.
Not allowed to eat eggs? She smashed the kitchen cupboard door and cooked a whole pot.
Let her shoot pigweed? She lay down on the grass and slept until about three o'clock in the morning.
The aunt is jumping and scolding? She wiped out the whole family's bad debts in front of the villagers.
Grandma is crazy and doesn't want to separate the family? It's okay, she can afford it. Today I'll take two eggs, tomorrow I'll occupy a ridge of vegetable land, and the day after tomorrow I'll reveal my cousin's embarrassing story, which becomes more and more outrageous every day. I force my grandparents to cry and beg for separation.
Separated? Well, the day has just begun.
Digging bamboo shoots in spring, catching fish in summer, drying persimmons in autumn, and making bone soup in winter.
When the stove is turned on, the smoke fills the courtyard with fragrance.
Those who once called her "extremely poor" stood on the wall and shed tears.
Jiang Zaoer wiped her mouth and smiled - these days are so fragrant.
