Mountain Springs

    In her last life, Qu Zhi tried her best to be a good wife who was sensible and did not cause trouble, a filial and good daughter who helped her family, and a good mother who accompanied her children. However, Qu Zhi worked hard and suffered all her life. When she was about to die, she realized that in the end, all she got back for her hard work were complaints. Her husband complained that she was an idle, rich wife all day long who wasn’t satisfied with her happiness at home, and that she was a greedy woman. But after decades of marriage, her husband had a firm, deadly hold on all her money, and she didn’t even have a dime to her name, nor a property to call her own. Every time she asked for money, he would trample all over her self-esteem. Her husband’s cold and sarcastic words made her unable to lift her head, and his friends would demean her while drinking wine, making her tremble with anger. This man had once said he would take care of her, yet he turned a blind eye! Those people focused on her happiness as a topic, and made a joke out of it. Even her three children resented her for her uneven love towards everyone, and their relationship only became more strained as time passed. She had spent her whole life as a loner, and she had nothing. Lying on the operation table, Qu Zhi thought that if she could do it all over again, she wouldn’t be a housewife. She wouldn’t have given her second daughter away, and she wouldn’t take care of her blood-sucking relatives. She wouldn’t marry her indifferent, cold husband either! When she next opened her eyes, she was back to twenty years in the past. Her eldest daughter was still in elementary school, and her second daughter had been in her belly for several months…   

She Chose to Be Strong After Her Rebirth and Won Everything Back

Aunt Hui realized that Bai Xi really couldn't be blamed for washing the clothes. If some clothes weren't carefully and professionally taken care of, they would really lose their thread and color, and even go out of shape.

"Xixi, how many clothes do you have left? Aunt Hui can help you take a look and see which ones are easier to wash." Aunt Hui asked Bai Xi as she sorted out the clothes in the bathroom.

Bai Xi had just woken up at this time. She was wearing a silk spaghetti strap nightgown and brushing her teeth in a daze. These days, the clothes she had brought back were almost all worn out, and she did not dare to wash them randomly, so they were almost all piled up here.

"There's not much left," washing clothes was an especially urgent matter.

Aunt Hui frowned, thinking that Bai Xi might not go back for the time being. She wanted to see if she was willing to go out and buy some practical clothes so she wouldn't feel bad when she washed them.

Fried Rice