[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-60":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Restarted Life: 1992",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2279610,4460,"Chapter 60","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-60",60,"\u003Cp>“Snap!” Zhou Andong flicked his sister on the forehead, “What are you thinking about all day? Hurry up, take the stuff outside and dump it in the snow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin rubbed her head and muttered discontentedly, then glanced into the car and shouted in delight: “Wow, so much! We won’t even need to buy meat for the New Year—we can eat until we’re full!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen stared at the siblings hauling wild game from the car—wild rabbit, pheasant, deer legs, roe deer—and her eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dongzi, where did you get all this wild game?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong said, “Someone gave it to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gave it?” Zhao Guifen leaned closer, “Who gave it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong rolled his eyes: “Mind your own business.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen was embarrassed but couldn’t let it go: “You brought back a color TV, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah!” Zhou Andong knew exactly what she was thinking and said smugly, “A 21-inch picture-in-picture imported color TV—also a gift, not a penny spent. Isn’t that annoying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen was truly furious; jealousy burned in her eyes, and she longed to tear off Zhou Andong’s smug face. She snorted and turned away, stomping out of the yard, then spat behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gift? Who’s going to believe that? Why didn’t anyone give me anything? The money for that TV definitely didn’t come from honest sources—he’s just saying it was a gift to avoid suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen felt a sharp, stabbing pain in her chest. The Lius had promised a reward for anyone who introduced a son-in-law to live with them, plus a wedding red envelope—totaling a thousand yuan. Now it was all gone. You’re a remarried woman—why not marry a fool? At least she’d stay obedient. That woman you brought home? She’ll kick you out eventually—you’ll have plenty to cry about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen pushed open her own gate, but as she stepped inside, she yanked her foot back. No way. I’m still watching a 12-inch black-and-white TV—how dare they have a 21-inch color TV? I’m going to report him. The money for that TV must’ve come from embezzling the distillery or stealing and selling liquor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen turned angrily toward the village office, but found it empty, so she headed toward the village chief’s house at the western end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong took down a bundle of wire and a TV antenna from the car—he’d bought them at the store on the way back. Supposedly a new model, with a remote control: plug in the wire, turn on the power, press the button on the remote, and you could adjust the antenna direction from inside the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered this gadget from his past life—it was indeed convenient, even though it was too expensive. Still, he gritted his teeth and bought it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother!” Zhou Anqin said, “Do you know why Auntie came over?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong sneered, “Definitely not for anything good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin said, “She’s here to set you up with a match.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Zhou Andong looked baffled, “Set me up with a match?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah!” Zhou Anqin nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong frowned, “How did she find out about my divorce?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin said, “A few days ago, Grandpa and Grandma came to visit Dad and mentioned you. Mom brought it up, so Grandma must’ve told Auntie.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong sighed helplessly, “That old woman talks about everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin grumbled, “In Grandma’s eyes, only her eldest son and daughter-in-law matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong glared, “Don’t talk nonsense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin stuck out her chin, “I’m not wrong—Grandma’s always been biased.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong sighed, “Enough. Hurry up and chop up the rabbit and pheasant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin said, “They’re frozen solid—how am I supposed to chop them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll chop them!” Zhou Andong said. “You take the antenna inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anqin took the antenna, “Don’t chop them under the west eaves—Lao Si’s sleeping. If you wake him up, he’ll be restless again from lack of sleep.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!” Zhou Andong carried the rabbit and pheasant to the woodshed, found the axe, placed the rabbit on a wooden stump, and chopped it up in minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu was scraping potato skins with a spoon, looking surprisingly competent. Zhou Andong walked in carrying a basin of rabbit and chicken meat and smiled, “You can cook?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu smiled, “My parents were busy with work—I started cooking at thirteen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong suddenly remembered: in this era, cooking was a basic skill for women—the only difference was whether it tasted good or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen ran all the way to Village Secretary Zhao Quan’s house. First she peered over the wall—seeing people inside, she pushed open the gate and stepped into the yard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Woof! Woof! Woof!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly a large dog burst out from a shed beside the gate, barking wildly and lunging at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my!” Zhao Guifen screamed and plopped onto the ground. Luckily, the dog was chained, so it couldn’t bite her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Da Huang, behave!” A woman rushed out from the house. “Sister Guifen, are you okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen scrambled up, patting her chest in relief: “Xiuzhen, your dog’s too vicious—kill it. One day it’ll bite someone and cause trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Xiuzhen frowned, “That dog just scares people—it doesn’t bite.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen realized she’d spoken carelessly and quickly changed the subject: “Is the secretary home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He is!” Jin Xiuzhen turned back inside, and Zhao Guifen followed her into the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The village chief is here too!” Zhao Guifen blinked in surprise upon seeing Li Jiutang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jiutang was drinking with Zhao Quan—he barely lifted his eyes and ignored her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Guifen!” Zhao Quan was polite, “Have you eaten?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!” Zhao Guifen didn’t bother with manners and plopped down on the edge of the kang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Quan saw her come at noon—she clearly had something on her mind: “Sister, what’s up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen glanced at Li Jiutang, hesitated, then nodded: “I have something to report.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Report?” Zhao Quan and Li Jiutang both turned to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!” Zhao Guifen said, “My younger brother’s son—Zhou Andong—you know him, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Quan said, “Of course. He was our village’s first college student. How could I not know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen said, “He bought a big color TV—a 21-inch picture-in-picture imported one. Think about it—he earns what, a few yuan a month? Where did he get the money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jiutang laughed bitterly, “Where his money came from is none of your business.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen was annoyed by Li Jiutang’s tone: “He must’ve embezzled money from the distillery or stolen and sold liquor. For someone committing crimes like this—undermining socialism—I have to report him. Even if he’s my nephew, I’ll turn him in for the greater good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Quan and Li Jiutang exchanged glances and said wearily, “Sister, even if it’s true—if Zhou Andong embezzled from the distillery or stole liquor—you reporting it to me won’t help. That’s not my jurisdiction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen froze: “Then… who’s in charge?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Quan said, “If the distillery doesn’t press charges, reporting it to the police won’t do anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Guifen stood up and headed for the door: “Then I’ll report it to the distillery.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1172,"2026-06-20T01:18:49.036Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ed645f94652f02dfeba61b776d6db57edb754c42a6224fdf98b966c3461df6c6","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-61","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-59",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]