“Wow… is this third sister-in-law a sow? How can she give birth to so many kids?”
In a luxurious mansion, a charming young woman in her twenties sat leisurely on the living room sofa, reading a novel titled “The Struggle Life of a Reborn Rural Girl.”
It was one of those melodramatic rebirth stories set in the 70s–80s, where a poor farm girl, after living a miserable life in her previous life, is reborn and rises to wealth.
Lin Ruxia had just graduated from abroad not long ago. Before starting work at her family’s company, she wanted to relax, so her best friend recommended this novel. The reason? There was a ridiculous relative in the story who shared the same name as her.
That morning, after breakfast, Lin Ruxia sprawled on the sofa and started reading.
After just ten chapters, she couldn’t help but complain—the “third sister-in-law” who shared her name was basically a baby-making machine. From the perspective of childbirth alone, she was terrifying: twelve sons in ten years! Even after the heroine was reborn, she kept having more children. Truly unbelievable.
Before even reaching chapter sixty, that third sister-in-law was already written off as cannon fodder. Some of her sons died, others were injured, and only two survived unharmed—yet they were raised into useless playboys. In the end, even their father abandoned them. Ironically, that same father became the heroine’s greatest supporter.
After finishing, Lin Ruxia felt uneasy. Fourteen sons in total—and not a single one accomplished anything? That was just absurd.
“You are the marshmallow in my heart…”Her phone suddenly rang.
“Ah Xin!”“How was the novel? Pretty immersive, right?” her friend laughed over the phone.
“I just finished it. Honestly, it’s frustrating. Why make that third sister-in-law’s family a contrast to the heroine? And those fourteen sons—plus such an excellent father—and not one of them turns out well? That’s just tragic!”
“Well, those kids were born because the third sister-in-law wanted to avoid working. The author said it’s the consequence of giving birth without raising them properly. And the whole point of the novel is for the heroine to correct the ‘favoring sons over daughters’ mindset after her rebirth. I kept reading because I saw your name in it. I was angry at first too and even argued with the author, but her explanation made sense. She said she’d change the name, but it takes time to process, so it’s still the same for now.”
“There’s no need to make her change it. It’s not like the name belongs to me alone. Forget it,” Lin Ruxia replied.
“Alright! Hey, Xiaxia, I heard the Imperial Mall just got some new arrivals. Want to go shopping?”“We haven’t gone out together in a while.”
Lin Ruxia thought for a moment, then sat up. “Sure. It’s been ages since I went shopping. I’ve been studying abroad all this time.”
“Great! Let’s meet at Gate 6 of the mall in an hour!”
“Okay, see you!”
After hanging up, Lin Ruxia asked the servants to prepare the car, then went to her walk-in closet to change.
When she was ready, she told the housekeeper, “I won’t be home for dinner tonight. Let my dad and brother know I went shopping with Ah Xin.”
“Yes, Miss.”
As the car approached the mall, Lin Ruxia gazed out at the massive building—covering a million square meters—and felt a surge of emotions. This mall had been her 18th birthday gift from her parents. But after her mother passed away, she couldn’t bear returning here. Afraid of memories, she chose to study abroad instead…
Suddenly, a loud crash and screams shattered her thoughts. The driver sped up.
“What’s going on?”
“Behind—” the driver began, but before he could finish, everything went dark above her.
Lin Ruxia felt herself lifted into the air. She watched as a massive truck crushed her car and sped forward like a runaway rocket. Flames erupted from multiple vehicles. Her own body was still inside the car.
Panicking, she tried to return to her body, to wake herself—but no matter how many times she tried, it was useless. All she could do was watch as her body burned in the flames.
“Xiaxia! Xiaxia—!”Her best friend, father, and brother arrived at the scene, crying in despair.
Lin Ruxia rushed to them, trying to comfort them—but she couldn’t touch them.“Dad, I’m here… Brother… Ah Xin…”
For days, she stayed by their side, watching them arrange her funeral, seeing them unable to eat or sleep. She could do nothing.
After the funeral, her father and brother threw themselves into work, as if trying to forget her.
A year passed.
Everything seemed to move forward. Lin Ruxia gradually got used to existing as a spirit, though she had no idea why this had happened. Her father and brother still worked hard, but no longer cried like before. It was as if they had buried their grief deep inside.
One day, she followed them to her grave. She noticed Ah Xin hiding nervously behind a tree. Only after her father and brother left did she come out.
Ever since Lin Ruxia’s death, Ah Xin blamed herself, believing it was her invitation to go shopping that caused the accident.
“Xiaxia… it’s all my fault. I know you and your family don’t blame me, but I still want to apologize. I brought the book you were reading—The Struggle Life of a Reborn Rural Girl. Remember it? The one with the character who had your name… Since you said it didn’t need changing, I told the author not to bother. I had this custom-made for you. If you’re bored… you can read it.”
Seeing her friend’s exhausted figure, Lin Ruxia felt a pang of guilt.
She drifted toward the book. Suddenly, a gust of wind flipped it open to the third page.
“Ah—!”
Before she could react, she was pulled into the book.
“Let’s divide the family!” a deep male voice said.
“Yeah! Third Aunt doesn’t do any work. Our family and Eldest Uncle’s family do everything, and she eats the best food—even steals eggs from the younger kids!” a young girl’s voice complained.
“San Ya! How can a child interrupt adults? Where are your manners?” an older voice scolded.
“Father, Mother, I think we should divide the family too. Third brother’s wife has too many children, and now she’s pregnant again…” another voice sighed helplessly.
“I know they have many children, but more children means more blessings. They’ll be filial in the future. And your third brother is already a regiment commander in the army—he can help you later,” said a grandmotherly voice.
“But he hasn’t helped us at all! Half the money he sends goes back to his wife. Their family doesn’t work, the kids need schooling, and the remaining money isn’t even enough to feed them!”
“…Fine. When your third brother’s wife wakes up, we’ll ask the team leader to come divide the household.”
Lin Ruxia felt her head pounding as voices overlapped. Annoyed, she shouted, “Quiet!”
Everything fell silent.
Suddenly, memories flooded into her mind—
They belonged to a girl.
The girl grew up in the capital in a cramped 70-square-meter home. She was the fifth of six children: two older brothers, two older sisters, and a younger twin sister.
She had been bullied her whole life. Her difficult birth caused her mother, Liu Mei, to suffer complications, and her younger twin was weak and sickly due to lack of nutrition. Her mother blamed everything on her, beating and scolding her constantly.
Her siblings ignored her—except for her second brother, Lin Ruchun, who occasionally helped her. Meanwhile, the entire family doted on her younger sister, Lin Ruxue, treating the girl like a servant.
She only got to attend school because her sister found studying tiring and needed someone to assist her. Eventually, she studied alongside her sister until high school.
In 1965, just as she entered high school, she overheard her parents planning to marry her off to a factory director’s foolish son in exchange for a formal job position for her sister.
She ran away.
She signed up to become an “educated youth” sent to the countryside—a policy encouraged by the state.
Her parents were furious and declared they would never send her anything, telling her to die outside and never return.
Though heartbroken, she also felt relieved.
But soon, she regretted it.
Life in the countryside was harsh. The labor was unbearable, food was scarce, and living conditions were poor—especially since she arrived during the busy farming season.
Less than three months later, she broke down.
Hearing that married women with children didn’t need to work, she devised a plan.
She targeted the third son of the Song family, who served in the army. People said marrying him meant receiving money without farm work.
When he returned home on leave, she staged an accident—pretending to fall into a river. He saved her, and since people saw them together, he had no choice but to marry her.
After marriage, he returned to the army. His parents treated her well, thinking they had married above their status.
She didn’t have to work.
Soon, she became pregnant—and then again, and again.
For ten years, she did nothing but give birth.
She was extremely fertile: four sets of twins and four single births—all boys.
This elevated her status in the family and the production team.
But she never raised her children—everything was handled by the Song family.
Recently, tensions rose.
After an incident involving Song San Ya falling into water and stirring conflict, combined with the husband refusing to use his military connections to secure jobs for the family, disputes escalated.
The girl’s reputation worsened.
A few days ago, her daily ration of two eggs was cut off. Angry, she snatched an egg from a child, tripped over a stool, and hit her head.
A doctor was called.
Diagnosis—
She was pregnant again.
And this time, everyone decided:
It was time to divide the family.