One sentence summary:
Two people with memories of their previous lives met in the countryside of southern Anhui in 1987. From testing each other to making sugar side by side, in the sweet aroma of pots of brown sugar, they developed feelings and a future.
Introduction:
Chen Zhiyuan died in 2026 and woke up lying on a broken bed in the educated youth spot in 1987. He thought he was the only exception until he bumped into Lin Qiutang in the wild sugar cane forest behind the village - an eighteen-year-old girl who talked about the sugar content and sugar yield, and looked at him as if she had seen through some great secret.
The sugarcane leaves were rustling that afternoon, but neither of them said anything. Then they started boiling sugar together, using scrapped diesel engines as juice extraction equipment, and testing the heat with half a handwritten recipe. The village party secretary made things difficult and Zhou Minghui made things difficult. When Dad took out the coffin, his hands were shaking - but the day the first pot of brown sugar was boiled, the whole village was filled with fragrance.
Later, they rode second-hand bicycles to the county town to sell candy and share a wrinkled white rabbit on the field ridge. The thing that Chen Zhiyuan regrets most in his life is that he was in a hurry in his previous life. Fortunately, God gave him a second chance and he finally learned how to squat down and look at the people around him.
The autumn of 1987 was particularly long, long enough for two people to live their lives all over again.
Conclusion:
Sugar is sweet, but the person who cooked it has scars on his hands. Time is bitter, but there is always a little sweetness in the bitterness.
