
When people in the village talked about Cheng Jiantong, they all said he was unlucky. Originally, he was the honest son of a farmer, but because his ancestors helped the organization during the Anti-Japanese War, he had the opportunity to join the army.
He became a communications soldier in the army, participating in countless battles, big and small, and made many achievements. However, in one battle, he was seriously injured while saving a chief, and lost sight in one eye.
After he recovered, the chief wanted to arrange a light job in the city for him and his family. But after listening to his mother’s tearful pleas, he foolishly rejected the city job and requested to be a postwoman back in his hometown.
He delivered letters and packages tirelessly in the countryside for more than twenty years, and was about to retire in a few years.
Unexpectedly, while delivering letters to a remote mountain area, Cheng Jiantong fell from a steep mountain path. He lay in the mountains for a day and a night before being rescued, resulting in paralysis on one side of his body and the inability to work.
The villagers sighed: "This postwoman is a good job with a stable income. Cheng Jiantong has no sons, only two daughters. It is said that daughters will eventually marry out and become spilled water. And the old lady is biased towards her eldest son's family. It's feared that the postwoman job will fall into the hands of her eldest brother's nephew…"
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Cheng Ying woke up and found herself back in the 1970s. In her previous life, she looked down on taking over her father’s job, refusing to be a postwoman who climbed mountains and crossed rivers, delivering letters tirelessly in all weather.
Through the recommendation of the chief her father saved, she joined the army as a female soldier, and the postwoman job went to her cousin.
Before her father passed away, she stayed by his bedside and heard him ask with tears in his eyes: “