Wang Wenting died in the depths of winter. Only as she lay dying did she learn that Zhang Peng, the husband she'd resented her whole life, had guarded her ashes for half his life. The three children she'd personally sent away later became ruthless villains feared by everyone.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back in 1980.
Her mother-in-law blocked the door and called her a jinx. Her family demanded money to support her younger brother. The villagers all waited to see her make a fool of herself. Her three children huddled in a corner, each colder and more resentful than the last.
In her previous life, she was weak, confused, and resigned to her fate, turning a good life into a complete mess.
This time, Wang Wenting wouldn't put up with it.
No money? She'd set up a stall selling food, earning her first penny with a battered pot.
Bullied? She'd call them out in public. Anyone who tried to take from her would be humiliated.
No one to care for her children? She'd raise those three “little villains” to be strong and successful.
But why was the man she'd hurt so deeply in her previous life always quietly standing behind her this time?
Zhang Peng asked softly, “Wang Wenting, are you going to leave again?”
She looked at the three children behind her and smiled.
“I'm staying. I'll protect this family, no matter what.”
