Located in the mountains, the village of Koushan (靠山村) lives up to its name. Built against a mountainside with towering peaks as its backdrop, life here revolves around this very mountain. Aside from a few patches of farmland a few miles away, the villagers primarily rely on the mountain for their livelihood.

By noon, wisps of smoke rose from the village. Smoke also curled from a courtyard at the east end of the village. Soon, a middle-aged woman in a blue-gray tunic emerged from inside, carrying a basin in one hand and supporting the door with the other. She carefully stepped over the threshold, pouring water to the west side of the yard. A hint of anger creased her brow as she turned back and shouted into the house.

"Stop messing around, you're making things difficult enough already!"

"Mother, don't be a bother. You are sick." A childish voice came from within.

"Serves you right!" The middle-aged woman snorted coldly, leaning on the wall and slowly walking inside. As she walked, she shouted, "Don't pay any attention to him, just get back to herding your sheep and wait until it gets dark!"

"Oh, I see."

A four or five-year-old boy flung open the door curtain and ran out. He was thin as a stick, malnourished, and looked pitiful. He went to the sheep pen in the west side of the yard, fenced off with wooden railings, and whipped the five sheep out with his whip.

On a western-style bed, a gaunt man lay on his back. He listened to the sounds of women shouting and half-grown boys yelling outside, and let out a sigh.

Beth sweet, that's what they call her here. It comes from the phrase "remembering bitterness and longing for sweetness". Outside, the scolding voice belongs to his mother-in-law, Ginger. Her grandson, Luo Ping'an, who is half grown and tending the sheep, is also present. In the east room, on the kang, lies his paralyzed grandfather, Luoanguo, who has been bedridden for several years. They are all here for this...

It took Bessie quite a while to understand the word <<<隊>>>. Back in those days, there was a policy of sending people from the cities to the countryside to learn from and work with peasants. That's how her father-in-law ended up here. Even after the policy changed, he stayed because his mother-in-law was already living here.

Oh, and there's also a deceased husband, so coming here makes me a widow!

Bethany didn't know where she was. She had been there for over a month and had only figured out one thing: this wasn't the land she had known before. It was a completely different place!

This past month, I've been lying in bed. My ribs are broken in two places. There are bruises and wounds all over my upper and lower body. Someone heard me rolling around in the mountains, but it wasn't until after a night that I was found and rescued.

Actually, it wasn't rolling down, it was pushed!

Back then, the true Beth sweet was already dead. What woke up were people from different lands.

The idea of reincarnation is quite baffling, but it's not entirely impossible considering the stories I've heard from all over the country. However, being abandoned by your fiancé in one life and becoming a widow in the next seems rather unfair!

And according to this, there are no emperors or imperial relatives here. So who is calling the shots?

Some new words constantly entered her mind, reform and opening up, liberating people's minds, the people becoming masters of their own destiny. This greatly shocked Beth Sweet, knowing that this was truly a brand new world!

"I knew you would only cause trouble! You and I are blind fools, and we still have to wait on you. How come you didn't die in the mountains!" Mrs. Jiang's brow furrowed, forming a deep '川' shape as she muttered angrily under her breath.

"Look at my life! I've been serving the elders, serving everyone in this house and that house. Finally, we had three flowers and two dates
and you ruined it all!"

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