Marrying an Infertile Military Officer in the 70s: The Military Wife is Pampered with Multiple Babies

A powerful cultivation master, carrying a spatial dimension with billions of supplies, transmigrated to the 1970s, becoming an unfortunate soul who suffered endless abuse from her adoptive parents....

Chapter 675 Brother Chen: The Destined Male Lead, Get Out of Here, Stop Stealing My Wanwan (1/2)

Zhou Tiancai's eyes flashed. "Of course you should go. You're more familiar with the villagers, and most of the people working in the workshop are women. It's not good for a grown man like me to be surrounded by women. What if someone covets my masculinity and wants to steal your girl?"

"You grew up in the village and are very familiar with how to pickle vegetables. You are the most suitable person to go there. Besides, the working days in a small workshop are short, the rest time is long, and the work is not tiring. Most importantly, you have parents to take care of you in the village, so you can ask them for help if you need anything."

After thinking it over, Zhao Simei finally agreed. The reason was simple: she was a jealous person and couldn't stand Zhou Tianfu surrounding himself with women. She had finally managed to trick... ahem, tie down a city husband, and she definitely couldn't let a coquettish bitch seduce him away.

Apart from not being able to compare with officers like Fu Jingchen, Zhou Tianfu was barely decent in Zhao Simei's opinion. As far as she knew, several village girls were secretly in love with Zhou Tianfu, and Zhou Tianfu had already become her husband. Seeing those village girls envy and jealousy towards her because they could not get the love they wanted undoubtedly satisfied her vanity.

I have to say that Zhao Simei and her husband are extremely thick-skinned. They go to the next door to eat on time when it is time for dinner.

He came and sat at the table uninvited, and directly instructed Aunt Lu to give them two more bowls of rice.

No one knows a girl better than Aunt Lu. She cooked according to the amount for three people, and sure enough, Zhao Simei and her husband came to visit.

Zhao Simei wasn't very satisfied with the two vegetarian dishes on the table, but thinking about it, it was good to have something to eat, "Mom, your future grandson needs more nutrition, so please buy some meat to cook tomorrow."

Zhou Tiancai looked hungrily at the two rooms next door. The dishes in Sun Chunlian's house at least had eggs, while the dishes on Deng Xiuniu's table had three dishes and one soup, three meat dishes and one vegetable dish. So, he quietly tugged at Zhao Simei's sleeve.

Zhao Simei took a look and said directly, "Let's make do with this for today. Mother, please ask your eldest and second sisters-in-law to order some food. You can't let your grandson suffer!"

Sun Chunlian was speechless. The Second House was struggling financially, yet Zhao Simei still had the nerve to care about her. "Zhao Simei, we've separated and we each have our own way. Don't try to take advantage. Women from other families are married for three days. You got married in the morning and you're already going back to your parents' house in the afternoon. That's outrageous."

Aunt Lu didn't move and didn't bother to respond to her. She just ate by herself.

Zhao Simei was a little annoyed and ordered Zhou Tianfu to get two bowls of rice. "What if I have to stay at my mother's house for dinner?"

Zhou Tiancai endured his hunger and went to the kitchen. He lifted the lid of the pot and found that there was no rice. He wanted to open the cabinet to see if there was anything else, but they were all locked. He had no choice but to go to the main room. "There is no rice."

Zhao Simei said as a matter of course, "Mom, do it!"

Zhao Guoqi put down his chopsticks and said, "Go back to your house. I, Zhao Guoqi, don't have a daughter like you."

Zhao Simei was furious. "How can you be so stingy with a meal? I'm your daughter. Don't I even have the right to have a meal with the Wu family?"

Aunt Lu slammed the table and said, "The eldest son, go and ask the clan leader, and the third son, go and write the letter of severance!"

Zhao Simei couldn't figure out if her parents were serious or just trying to scare her. "I don't want a dowry. I have only one condition: the worker-peasant-soldier quota must go to Tianfu. As a son-in-law, shouldn't your father-in-law help you? At least Tianfu calls you dad!"

Aunt Lu was so angry at Zhao Simei's wishful thinking that she laughed, "We must break off the relationship. He can choose not to marry her. Similarly, you, Zhao Simei, can be a daughter of the Zhao family or not."

Zhao Simei looked at the serious expressions on her parents' faces, and immediately pulled Zhou Tianfu away temporarily, determined not to give her parents the chance to break off the relationship.