Back to 1982: Starting with Mountain Hunting

In his previous life, Li Xiangyang spent half his life getting by with his mountain-foraging skills. But every year on the Little New Year’s Eve, he could only crouch alone in the wind and snow, keeping watch over his daughter’s desolate grave all night long. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in 1982, on a winter day when heavy snow was about to seal off the mountains. His family had only two yuan and thirty cents left. The cornmeal barrel was almost empty, and even if he rationed the coal in the woodshed, it would last only ten days. In the outer room stood his exhausted wife, six months pregnant, and his seriously ill daughter, with no money for medicine. In his previous life, he had been young and hotheaded, fallen for someone else’s schemes, and broken with his own father. In a fit of anger, he went into the mountains, leaving his family shattered and their lives in ruins. Given a second chance, Li Xiangyang decided to keep his feet on the ground and provide for his family, starting by curing his daughter Zhaozhao’s cough.