Li Jinshu had spent her whole life being a doormat. After dying alone in misery, her restless spirit was reborn in the year she turned forty.
Her husband was a spineless wastrel who loved attracting women.
Her eldest son was so lovestruck that a seductress had him working like an ox for her, while he barked orders at his own mother at home.
Her second son used retaking the college entrance exam as an excuse to freeload at home, but secretly went roller-skating and hanging around parks instead of doing anything worthwhile.
Her third son followed his example, secretly dropping out of school and falling in with a bunch of no-good friends.
Her mother-in-law seemed proper and generous on the surface, but in private she bullied Li Jinshu with every dirty trick she could think of. She even gave all her retirement savings to her younger daughter, who had already been married twice.
Li Jinshu changed her motto to, “Better them than me,” and learned to look out for herself.
First, divorce. Then, cut ties. Anyone who has nothing to do with me can get lost.
To hell with the saying that a woman is past her prime at forty. Her spring is only just beginning.
