Farming in Ancient Times: the Prodigal Son Became the Breadwinner of the Family

His soul was transformed into a prodigal son with gambling debts, his legs were broken, his wife and children were starving, and the whole village was waiting to see his joke. When Zhao Lei woke up, Mrs. Liu huddled in the corner with her five-year-old son in her arms and cried all night. The loan shark blocked the door and wanted someone, and his biological father slammed the table and kicked him out. The separation document said - "If you live without support, you will not be buried if you die." The whole village said: The fourth child of the Zhao family is finished. But they don't know that there is a soul with modern memories living in this body. From digging for food in three-thirds of the wasteland to prying open the door of the county town with a pot of sugar; From a despised prodigal son, to thousands of acres of fertile land, industries in three states, and the sage in the village becoming a god; From a pauper who knelt down to beg for a few days' grace, to handing out greeting cards before taking office as the governor of Quanzhou. Forty years later, he stood on the high platform of his house and looked back - behind him were his wife Liu, his son who had passed the imperial examination, his daughter from a scholarly family, his descendants, and the lights of thousands of families. The fire in the stove of that dilapidated thatched hut was never extinguished. In a sentence: From a broken thatched house to ten thousand acres of fields, from a broken leg to a prodigal son who became a god in the whole family - he spent forty years to live up to the words "get out" into a golden plaque.