When Huang Zhizhi wakes up, she's been transported painlessly to the 1960s and turned into a woman in her fifties.
Looking at her reflection in the water, Huang Zhizhi is on the verge of tears. That wrinkled face clearly isn't hers.
She was just a young person staying up late to watch videos. How did she suddenly die?
Well, if she had to die, then so be it. She had no family in the modern world anyway, and she could accept being reborn.
But damn it, she must have offended some great deity, because she ended up in 1959.
And not only that, she ended up in the body of a woman in her fifties. Just thinking about the mess the original owner left her from her memories is enough to make her head spin.
An utterly filial eldest son, an honest second son, a treacherous third son, a fourth son who failed to get into high school after three years of exams, two daughters who favored their husbands' families, three daughters-in-law with their own agendas, and more than a dozen grandchildren.
Huang Zhizhi's vision goes dark just thinking about the mess the original owner left behind.
