[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-61":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},2279611,4460,"Chapter 61: Laughing at the Poor, Hating the Rich","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-61",61,"\u003Cp>“Sister-in-law, come visit sometime.” Jin Xiuzhen called out from inside without even stepping out, then snorted and slammed the door shut. “I’ve never met someone so heartless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sip of liquor, Li Jiutang said: “Zhou Banghua spent his whole life being clever, yet he picked such a troublemaker as a daughter-in-law—no wonder heaven itself must despise him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Quan sighed: “Zhou Andong suddenly bringing home a big color TV really does raise suspicion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Xiuzhen snapped: “Whether it raises suspicion or not, Zhao Guifen, as an aunt, going around reporting everyone—it’s not something a human being should do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jiutang picked up a peanut and tossed it into his mouth: “She can’t stand anyone else doing well. More precisely, she doesn’t want the second son’s family to live better than hers. She laughs at those without, hates those with. Zhou Andong brought home a TV, and her heart twisted with envy and bitterness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, Zhao Yulan didn’t go to work. Jiang Yuyue didn’t dare show up. After lunch, she made an excuse and slipped out, heading straight to the distillery and into Gu Bing’s office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Bing, isn’t my brother-in-law here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Bing leaned back lazily in his chair and stretched. “He took leave and went back to Tanghezi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Jiang Yuyue froze. “Will he be back tomorrow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Bing asked: “Is there something you need?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuyue hesitated: “My dad wants to buy liquor—still the *** type.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s all?” Gu Bing said. “You could’ve just told me. Why go to him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuyue smiled: “I was just embarrassed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Bing chuckled: “Just for calling me ‘Brother Bing,’ I’d do this for you. Besides, you’ve been advertising for us and we haven’t even paid you advertising fees. Not to mention buying—it’s ours to give you, even if you just asked.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wild rabbit, wild pheasant, and potatoes had been stewed half-full in the pot. By the time it was done, Zhou Andong had also fixed the TV antenna. He turned it on, tuned to the provincial channel, which was rebroadcasting last night’s “Lulu: Woman and the Well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just watch this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Liying quickly said, then smiled: “I heard this TV drama is really good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m back!” Zhou Anbei burst into the room, startled to see Jian Qiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My younger brother, Zhou Anbei.” Zhou Andong glanced at him, unsure where the kid had been—he was covered in dirt, and his sleeve had a big tear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Bei, say hello to Sister Qiu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu smiled and extended her hand: “Hello, Xiao Bei!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anbei blushed, quickly shook her hand: “Sister Qiu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my!” Zhou Andong teased. “Still got some shame left?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anbei’s face turned redder. Yuan Liying rushed to rescue her youngest son: “Where did you run off to again? Look at you—go wash up, dinner’s ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anbei turned and headed to the outer room: “Went to catch sparrows.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Halfway through dinner, Zhou Anning woke up, rubbed her eyes, and ran over. She ignored Zhou Andong entirely, jumping and shouting in front of the TV until Yuan Liying dragged her onto the kang. Then she clung to Jian Qiu—somehow they took to each other instantly. The two women, one adult, one child, clung together all afternoon. It was nearly dark before Jian Qiu finally left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong walked Jian Qiu out: “It’s so late—stay for dinner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My mom’s here—I have to go home for dinner, or she’ll nag again.” Jian Qiu shook her head, then smiled. “This meal I’ll remember. Come back sometime—I just hope you won’t turn me away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong said: “With you, Director Jian, showing such face, how could I not welcome you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, it’s a deal.” Jian Qiu got into her car. “I’m off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong waved: “Drive carefully!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the 212 vanish at the alley’s mouth, Zhou Andong didn’t go back inside. Instead, he lit a cigarette and wandered aimlessly. It was time to think—what should he do next?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wandered the village for about an hour. As dusk fell, he turned toward home—when suddenly, a thin woman appeared ahead, knocking on a back door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Knock knock knock…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The back door opened. The woman said: “Son, do you have any rice? Can I borrow a bowl?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. Go ask someone else.” The door slammed shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman turned silently and walked to another house, knocking on the back door: “Brother Tan, do you have any rice?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no!” Again, the door slammed shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman knocked on over a dozen doors, but borrowed not a single bowl of rice. She seemed to lose her soul, shuffling through the cold wind, then tripped and fell with a thud, her bowl shattering on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time seemed to stop. After perhaps ten seconds, the woman burst into loud, wailing sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong walked over silently, crouched down, and softly said: “Sister-in-law, are you alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman instantly stopped crying, rolled over, stood up, and hurriedly smoothed her clothes and her perfectly combed hair. Only after she thought she was presentable did she look up at Zhou Andong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… you’re Zhou Andong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong nodded: “You’ve run out of rice?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman fell silent. Zhou Andong didn’t press: “Come with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, she followed behind. When they reached Zhou Andong’s house, she stopped at the gate and refused to enter, no matter how much Zhou Andong urged her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m an ill-omened person—I can’t step into your courtyard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, wait here.” Zhou Andong sighed, went inside, and asked: “Mom, how much rice do we have left?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Liying asked: “Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong said: “I ran into Liu Yahang’s wife.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Liying froze, then understood: “Her family’s out of food again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong nodded. Yuan Liying said nothing, got up, put on her shoes, found two plastic bags—one filled with three or four catties of cornmeal, the other with over two catties of sorghum rice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s a pitiful woman, but we can only give her this much.” Yuan Liying handed Zhou Andong the rice and cornmeal, then fetched a small basin and scooped out a portion of the rabbit, pheasant, and potatoes from lunch. “Give this to her two kids for a treat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong said: “Aren’t you afraid she’ll bring misfortune to our family?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Liying rolled her eyes: “If heaven had any eyes, your father wouldn’t have had that car accident.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong smiled, took the food, and stepped outside: “Xiao Bei!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anbei came out from the side room: “Brother, what’s up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong said: “There’s a roe deer in the snow pile—go get it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright!” Zhou Anbei dug the deer out of the snow and carried it to the front gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong handed the woman the rice and the basin, then pulled out a bill from his pocket: “Here’s a yuan—take it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t take it!” The woman refused without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t take it, how will you survive the New Year? You don’t have to think of yourself—think of your two children.” Zhou Andong slipped the money into her coat pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thud, the woman knelt before Zhou Andong. He was startled and quickly pulled her up: “Sister-in-law, what are you doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears streamed down her face: “Dongzi, I’ll never forget your kindness, not in this lifetime.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong said: “Yahang will be out soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman gave a bitter smile: “He was sentenced to eighteen years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Believe me—he’ll be out in less than half a year.” Zhou Andong looked up at the sky. “Because the heavens are about to change.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1251,"2026-06-20T01:18:49.036Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a08200cec41ada20fee06c47f40828b6d532460c4dc577624f49671eaf337ea2","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-62","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-60",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]