Zhou Yichen spent half his life doing what his parents told him. His mother said, “The family needs money, and you don't need much for yourself,” and coaxed him into handing over all the savings he'd accumulated over years of working down the mines.
Then she said, “Now that we've found you a wife, don't spoil her. A man who spoils his wife will never get rich.” So she took it upon herself to “teach” his wife a lesson.
In the end, his parents spent every penny he'd worked so hard to save, and the wife he'd struggled to marry was ready to divorce him.
At fifty, he was diagnosed with tuberculosis.
His ex-wife, Cheng Xinyue, who was about to remarry, brought him one hundred thousand yuan. “We shared a chapter of our lives. This is just a little something from me. Get proper treatment.”
He was so moved that tears streamed down his face. He felt like a terrible person.
But his own parents decided he was no longer of any use and waved away the idea of paying for his treatment. “Yichen, it's not that we're heartless. We just don't have that kind of money. It wasn't meant to be. Maybe we can be family again in our next lives.”
Only at the end of his life did he see who was human and who was a monster.
All his money was in his parents' hands. Now he only wanted enough to pay for treatment, yet they threw him away like a piece of trash.
When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the time when he'd just married his wife. Both of them had been reborn.
This time... he was wide awake.
In the end, his parents discovered that the tricks they'd loved using in their previous life no longer worked on him.
Liu Shufen realized her son no longer obeyed her. And her daughter-in-law was even worse. Hadn't the matchmaker said she was gentle? Why was she such a domineering homewrecker? The Zhou family had been put through the wringer; now it was the Cheng family's turn.
Zhou Yichen was going to deal with them one by one.
