She was born in 1934 as a daughter of the Xie family. She attended private school and was praised by her husband as "the number one female scholar". However, due to her age and status, she dropped out of school at the age of 14 and got married at the age of 16. She guarded a silver mask that she dared not wear, guarded a dream that never started, lived in a small place for 92 years, and lived as a symbol of "acceptance of fate".
In 2026, amid the fragrance of osmanthus, 92-year-old Xie Ziyu died with hatred.
The last words he heard before he died were his daughter-in-law rummaging through the box and asking, "Where is that set of silver noodles hidden?"
No one cares about her unwillingness.
She thought this was the end.
But when she opened her eyes again, she saw the sunshine of 1948, her young and strong mother, and herself—those white and tender hands that were not stained with vicissitudes of life.
Everything hasn't started yet, everything is still too late.
In this life, she doesn't plan to marry the honest man Wan Junyuan again, she doesn't plan to push her silver-toned face into the bottom of the box again, and she doesn't plan to bring her "unwillingness" into the coffin.
She wants to study, see the world, and understand all the good times she missed in her previous life!
But she forgot that 1948 was a more thrilling era than 1934.
She even forgot that there seemed to be... Something wrong with her husband, a poor peasant who loved her in every possible way and was honest and kind to her in her previous life.
When the torrent of history rolls around an individual's destiny, can a 92-year-old soul who has returned from the future change his destiny in a 14-year-old body?
