The dying Northeastern tycoon Lu Yuan lay in his hospital bed, regretting one thing more than anything else: that winter of 1983, when his wife, Su Wanqing, jumped into the river with their three-year-old daughter.
In his previous life, he was a bastard who beat his wife, gambled, and drank to excess. After his wife and daughter died, he spent thirty years becoming a tycoon, only to understand in the late stages of cancer that he had destroyed the most precious things in his life with his own hands.
When he opened his eyes again, it was the day before his wife and daughter jumped into the river.
As he looked at his trembling wife by the stove and held his daughter in his arms, he cried like a child.
“This time, I’ll give my life for you both.”
Drawing on thirty years of memories, he hunted and gathered herbs in the forests and snowy wilderness of Northeast China, starting in the countryside and eventually becoming the richest man in the country.
In this life, he cherished his wife beyond measure and loved his daughter as dearly as his own life.
If anyone dared lay a finger on his wife or child, he would fight to the death.
Those who had looked down on him in his previous life would all have to look up to him this time.
