Reborn in 1980: My Old Man Has So Much Drive

After working herself to the bone for half her life, she put all six of her children through school, taking them from the countryside to the city. Only after starving to death in her old house did Xu Hongying finally see the truth: those ungrateful brats were all just a bunch of damn parasites! When she opened her eyes again, she had been reborn on the eve of the 1980 household farming reforms. She was forty-five, and her arms and legs still had plenty of strength. Even more shocking, her husband, Zhang Desheng, had also been reborn. The man who had kept quiet all his life knocked the ash from his pipe, his eyes red, and said, “Old woman, this time, we’re not taking care of anyone!” Her eldest son, the most selfish of them all in her previous life, came crying and begging for money again? Get lost! Her youngest daughter, the sweetest talker, wanted to sweet-talk her out of the family jade bracelet? She’d smash it before she gave it to her! They cut ties with their children, divided the family property, and shut the door to live their own lives. They grew chili peppers, traded mountain produce, and opened a workshop. The old couple rolled up their sleeves and seized every opportunity they had missed in their previous life. When they became the first household in the area to save ten thousand yuan, the ungrateful brats they had kicked out came crawling back, eyes red. Zhang Desheng calmly sharpened his knife, his gaze icy. “Come on, let’s see whose head is hardest.” Xu Hongying smiled and handed them an even more ironclad “sky-high eldercare agreement” than the one she had in her previous life. Want to come back? Fine. First repay everything you owe us from our last life, with interest.