In front of the three dilapidated mud-brick houses, the suona horns blared and firecrackers crackled.

One large box after another, adorned with red silk ribbons, was carried in and placed in front of Song Yaoyao's mud-brick house.

Ling's parents traveled a long and arduous journey from the city, taking boats, tractors, and even having people carry the dowry across several mountains with shoulder poles, finally managing to deliver the dozens of boxes of dowry just before the wedding banquet began.

Ling Huanwu and Song Yaoyao, both dressed in bright red wedding gowns, greeted them at the door.

The two of them didn't even glance at Ling Huanwu. Instead, they hugged Song Yaoyao and cried their hearts out, feeling sorry for her for the hardships she had endured in the countryside.

Those around them who didn't know the truth still thought the two were Song Yaoyao's biological parents.

At the banquet.

Ling Huanwu and Song Yaoyao each took their husbands to toast their parents who had come from afar.

Ling's parents had already heard the gist of it at the banquet.

He learned that one of his daughters had married a regimental commander, and another had married the commander's childless younger brother.

The two of them naturally assumed that Song Yaoyao was lucky to have married the successful regimental commander.

Thinking about how the Zhou family was constantly being called capitalists because of their bad class background, I realized that...

Now we can finally hold our heads high.

It wasn't until Wang Guihua explained that they learned their beloved adopted daughter had married a scoundrel, and their faces fell completely, as if they had been deeply shocked.

The banquet ended.

Just like in their previous life, Ling's parents took their two daughters to a secluded place and took out two small wooden boxes from the cloth bags they carried with them.

"As you all know, our Ling family's ancestor was once a royal physician, who left behind two family heirloom elixirs. One can make people delicate and slow down aging, but it affects fertility; the other can give birth to multiple babies, but it is harmful to the body."

Just like in his previous life, Ling's father looked at Song Yaoyao with a loving expression and let her choose first.

Ever since Song Yaoyao's biological mother died in a fire while trying to save her and her husband, they have prioritized their adopted daughter in everything they do.

"Come on, Yao Yao, which one do you choose?"

However, Song Yaoyao, spoiled and arrogant, made a different decision than in her previous life without hesitation: "I choose to have multiple babies in one pregnancy!"

She feigned generosity as she handed the box containing the Body-Soothing Elixir to Ling Huanwu, her smile both smug and mocking. "Sister, you can have this Body-Soothing Elixir. I've heard that the men in the army are all incredibly lustful. After taking this, you two will definitely be even more loving and sweet together!"

Ling Huanwu couldn't stand her despicable face. She glanced at the dowry laid out on the ground, then, too lazy to be polite with her biological parents, she took the pills and turned to leave.

She could certainly hear the sarcasm in Song Yaoyao's words.

They're just mocking her for being a widow in the future.

But Song Yaoyao was unaware of this.

She had absolutely no interest in that kind of thing.

That suited her perfectly.

Being delicate and flexible allows one to dance and also slows down aging.

Only an idiot would choose to have multiple children in one pregnancy.

Right now, all she's thinking about is how to take away those few loads of dowry that should have been hers; she doesn't want them to fall into the wrong hands.

Song Yaoyao was unaware of Ling Huanwu's thoughts. She eagerly opened the box, took out the "One Pregnancy, Many Treasures" pill, and put it in her mouth.

Ling's mother grabbed her to stop her, but it was too late.

She felt heartbroken. "Silly child, did that wretched girl Huanwu steal the eldest son of the Zhou family, force you to marry the second son, and then bully you by making you choose this fertility pill to humiliate you?"

"Also, we just heard that the second son of the Zhou family you married is good-for-nothing. When he was a child, an old Chinese medicine doctor diagnosed him as being infertile and childless. What use is this 'Multi-Pregnancy Pill' for you?"

Ling's father chimed in, "That's right. You're clearly taking those body-soothing pills, what man can't you win over? Why are you so fixated on one guy?"

"Mom and Dad, don't listen to the gossip in the village. My Shuyao will have triplets in the future, and he will be the richest man in the country. Just wait and see how good life is for me."

Song Yaoyao explained excitedly, and at that moment she even vaguely saw the outstanding triplets hiding behind the door and about to run towards her.

She can't wait to go back to her new house and have triplets.

She never wanted to live the life she had in her past life, where she died alone and destitute in a septic tank with no one to claim her body!

Seeing that the two daughters went back to their respective rooms to spend their wedding night, Ling's parents didn't say anything and moved into the mud-brick house in the middle that Wang Guihua had arranged for them.

The two were used to living in big houses in the city, and they were not used to living in this mud-brick house.

Before leaving, Wang Guihua gave the two of them a few lumps of cotton.

The two looked at each other, puzzled.

It wasn't until late at night that they realized the purpose of those few lumps of cotton.

There was a lot of noise coming from Song Yaoyao's south room next door; it almost blew the roof off.

They stuffed several wads of cotton into their ears, but it still couldn't stop those blushing, hushed voices from drilling into them.

They listened to Ling Huanwu's room instead.

It's practically a stagnant pool.

Mr. and Mrs. Ling exchanged a smile; it seemed their precious adopted daughter had chosen the right person this time.

Inside the north room.

Ling Huanwu sat on the bed facing Zhou Jiuzhen, who was sitting on a bamboo chair, feeling awkward and unsure of what to do next.

Before long, a not-so-small commotion came from the south room.

The tremor caused the walls of the north-facing room, which was connected to their house, to crumble and shed debris.

Even though there was a room between them, they could still hear and sense each other, which shows just how intense the passion was on the other side.

Perhaps because she had just taken the Body-Softening Pill, Ling Huanwu felt something was wrong with her body, and her forehead inexplicably began to sweat.

When she looked up again, she saw her upright elder brother-in-law from her past life, and her warm-hearted husband in this life, sitting upright with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Sweat trickled down his chiseled, rugged face, sliding into his tightly buttoned collar, which gave him an air of asceticism, and leaving conspicuous marks on the chest of his military green T-shirt as his chest rose and fell.

"It's so hot today!"

Ling Huanwu broke the silence first, awkwardly wiping the sweat from her forehead, and then unbuttoning two buttons on her collar, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Her mouth was dry, and she assumed it was because she was angry.

Thinking back to her previous life, on her wedding night with Zhou Shuyao, that bastard almost blew the roof off.

He cursed her from dusk till dawn. In short, he was incredibly unlucky to have married her, this capitalist's daughter.

But now she realizes that this scoundrel could still moan so loudly on his wedding night.

"Yes, it's too hot."

Zhou Jiuzhen echoed her, and seemingly in line with her unbuttoning, he took off his entire t-shirt, revealing broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and eight-pack abs. "How about... we go to sleep?"

Subconsciously, Ling Huanwu swallowed hard. Hearing the provocative sounds coming from the south room, which sounded like Song Yaoyao, she nodded as if possessed.

Her body went limp and she collapsed onto the bed, striking a seductive pose.

Even if she was aloof, it was still her wedding night, and she couldn't very well not let anyone touch her.

Moreover, she wanted to see just how soft and supple that delicate body could become.

Let's see if this brother-in-law that Song Yaoyao keeps cursing can actually do it!