Rebirth 1976: Bingpaizi

In the winter of 2008, the Hunjiang River froze, and 54-year-old Shen Jianguo froze to death on the ice. When he opened his eyes again, he was back to the age of twenty-two - the age when he was stepped on. In his previous life, he had been honest and cowardly all his life. In this life, there are forty more storms and minefields in my mind. The rusty lathe in Liming Factory was his first stop. The dishonest man in the North Market was frothing, but he stood in the gap between the times with the first pot of gold in his pocket, and never took a step back. Su Lihua set a trap for him, and he broke her trap. The old man would not let go of the iron rice bowl, so he smashed the bowl with his own hands. The ice rows on the Hunjiang River burst into spring every year, but the ice in some people's hearts never melts away. In his life, he was just rolling in the ice and walking on the edge of a knife - he would catch those who should be caught, and he would never hide from what should be carried.