Gu Chunmei opened her eyes and returned to the pigsty in 1975. Her ex-husband had just given up the divorce papers, her son was skinny and skinny, and the whole village was waiting to see her joke. In her previous life, she worked very hard to make wedding dresses for others. In this life, no one can take away a penny from her. She wiped away her tears and picked up the pig food spoon. What happened to pig farming? She had to rely on this smelly pigsty to let her son eat white flour every day, and make those who looked down on her kneel down and beg her. But what is the lame veteran next door always looking at in her pigpen?
