Frost fell in 1980, in a mountain village in northern Sichuan. Yuan Yunrou woke up from the nightmare of her previous life - the adobe house with air leakage from all sides, half a bag of dried sweet potatoes under the kang mat, and her cousin's family plotting to annex her family's property outside the window.
In her previous life, her family had taken away her land on the grounds that "women cannot keep the family business." Her mother died of a heart attack, her younger brother was sent to work in the mines and never came back, and she herself died of illness in a leaky side house when she was thirty years old. After she was reborn, she had no system, no space, no spiritual spring, only memories of her previous life and a cold heart.
The cousin planned to calculate her family's three acres of paddy field. The village chief wanted her to "know the truth" and hand over the land for "confiscation." The elders in the clan took turns to persuade her that a widow with a half-brother could not support the family. Yuan Yunrou neither cried nor fussed, picked up a hoe and walked towards the coveted land - from today on, no one could touch a single cent of her property.
From protecting the land to tearing apart the hypocrisy of the clan, from raising silkworms and reeling silk to leading the whole village to set up a rural factory, this mountain village woman used the simplest way to carve out her own mountains and rivers inch by inch in the underlying soil of the 1980s. When she stood at the door of her silk reeling factory and watched the plaque for the first 10,000-yuan household in the village hang up, she knew that in this life, she had rewritten everyone's life.
Mission: Independence and self-reliance, driving wealth, respecting labor