Dying suddenly from overwork isn't scary. Waking up as an 1980s widow is the real raw deal!
She'd barely arrived before her 140-jin evil mother-in-law came crashing down on her like Mount Tai. Then they tried to force her into an arranged marriage and sell her to a lame man. Qin Yue went berserk!
Can't win in a fight? A successor to traditional Chinese medicine knows the whole body is full of weak points!
She pressed Neiguan point with her thumb, and her evil mother-in-law howled like a boiling kettle. She jabbed Fengshi point with a sewing needle, and the old lame man dropped to his knees and called her Mother!
Kicked out with nothing? No problem. Her motto was to use her skills to pull off perfectly legal robbery!
With three yuan and twenty-seven cents in her pocket and a three-and-a-half-year-old human cub on her back, Qin Yue began her hardcore street-stall career in the provincial capital's black market.
The thugs collecting protection money came swaggering over. "Pay up!"
Qin Yue stuck a needle in one of them, numbing half his arm. "You've got a lump on your gallbladder, a bitter taste in your mouth every morning, and if you don't watch what you eat, you'll be done for in three years."
The thug immediately dropped to his knees and clung to her leg. "Sis! My own dear sis! Save my life!"
The factory director, whom the provincial hospital had sentenced to less than three months to live, said, "The doctor says I won't make it past three months..."
Qin Yue rolled her eyes. "Stop wailing. It's just a stomach ulcer!"
But just as she was counting money with her child until her hands were sore, her husband, a deputy regimental commander who was said to have died on the border, came storming back with red eyes...
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