The Sixties: The Little Darling Gets Rich Across Worlds

She was reborn in 1962 as an abandoned baby in the snow at a forestry camp in Northeast China.

At two, she was taken in by an old Chinese doctor who had been sent down to the countryside.

At five, while splashing around and washing her feet by the river, she met him as he passed by. He was seventeen.

“Uncle, you have kidney deficiency.”

He scowled for half his life, yet spent that same half of his life showering her with treats.

Canned food, candy, a military overcoat, face cream… He gave them to her from the age of five until she turned eighteen.

When she was thirty, he showed up in his dress uniform to ask for her hand. Her grandfather blocked the door and questioned him for three hours.

She leaned on the windowsill, grinning to herself, her eyes curved into crescents.

“Gu Qingcang, your day has finally come.”

He looked up at her, his gaze burning. “Tuantuan, I’ve waited thirteen years for this day.”

You were the one I found in the snow, and the one I raised in the palm of my hand.

Military marriage + raising her from childhood + 12-year age gap. So sweet it’ll give you cavities.