When I woke up, I was reborn.
But I wasn't human. I was an old jujube-wood rolling pin in a courtyard house, and my inner name was Zao Sheng.
Once night fell and all was quiet, I could take human form. My cover identity was Lin Zao, Silly Zhu's distant cousin from the countryside who had come to stay with him.
By day, I was just a kitchen utensil beside the stove, listening to the schemes and plots across the whole courtyard and secretly sabotaging the worst offenders' plans.
At night, I became the young Lin Zao, roaming the capital in the 1960s, visiting the black market and building up my savings.
I had no Beijing residency permit or ration book, and I was always at risk of being sent back.
I watched the hypocritical Yi Zhonghai, the greedy Qin Huairu, the devious Xu Damao, and Silly Zhu, trapped by other people's appeals to their personal ties.
I couldn't go on a killing spree, but I could seize opportunities to turn the whole courtyard upside down and rewrite everyone's fate!
