On the eleventh New Year's Eve after Chen Jianjun's death, Lin Wanqiu finally discovers in an old dictionary that he had been paying off his brother's debt for sixteen whole years.
The “spineless man” she'd resented for half her life had been carrying the hardest years on his own, keeping them hidden from her.
When she opens her eyes again, she's back in 1992. A con artist is pushing a contract toward her husband, and their 5,000-yuan passbook is sitting right there on the table.
Lin Wanqiu presses a hand down on his. “We're not investing this money in your brother. We're investing it in ourselves.”
Starting with a 200-yuan street stall, she opens a shop, builds a factory, and launches her own clothing brand. With her husband and a group of women who have nowhere else to turn, she carves out a path through the tide of the times.
This time, she won't just earn back the years she lost. She'll also rebuild a good life with the man she misunderstood for her entire life.
What a strange writing style. It doesn't look sloppy at all. It's amazing!
In the past few years, there have been telephones everywhere, and there are still telegraphs. Writing is so backward...