"Damn, that smarts!" Wang Tiezhu rubbed the lump forming on his skull where it had struck the nightstand. The ripping sound of fabric tore through the room.


    He whirled to see Zhou Danian pinning Zhang Qiaohua beneath him, her blouse shredded. Rage surged as ancestral memories crystallized - this brute had nearly killed him moments ago. Now reborn with his progenitor''s wisdom coursing through his veins, Tiezhu lunged.


    "Bastard!" His foot connected with Zhou''s ribs, sending the bully tumbling off the bed.


    "You dare hit me, you imbecile?!" Zhou spat blood, bewildered by the transformed fool''s unnatural speed. Tiezhu''s fists moved like windmill blades, leaving Zhou''s face a pulpy mess. Villagers gathered, smirking as their tormentor fled screaming "The idiot''s gone murderous!", only to be tackled again near the well.


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    "Stop! My son''s not right in the head!" Li Xiaoping rushed over, trembling. Tiezhu froze at his mother''s voice, the childhood reflex overriding his awakened mind.


    Zhou limped away, bellowing threats. The crowd dispersed, whispering about poetic justice.


    Back home, Tiezhu clutched his mother''s calloused hands - hands that had cared for him through three years of mental fog. "Ma... I''m back. The real me."


    Li Xiaoping froze, then wept at the lucidity in her son''s eyes. Their reunion shattered when Tiezhu found his father skeletal on a sickbed, CT scans revealing terminal liver cirrhosis. The ancestral voice resonated: "Your first test begins."