"Miss Chen, we've arrived."

Shen Mingzhi got out of the car, supporting her pregnant belly. Looking at the courtyard with its red bricks and black tiles that were popular in the 1980s, she finally accepted the fact that she had transmigrated into a book.

She transmigrated into a period drama novel she had read, becoming the protagonist, a bitter gourd seedling—it was incredibly heart-wrenching.

She was an orphan who married a soldier, but before they even got their marriage certificate, her husband died on a mission the day after their wedding. Meanwhile, she was pregnant with twins!

Her mother-in-law disliked her, calling her a jinx, and even suspected that the child was illegitimate, so she kicked her out of the house.

Fortunately, her husband gave her a letter before he left, instructing her to remarry his comrade-in-arms, Jiang Shaoan.

The original owner of this body was weak-willed. Before she even met Jiang Shaoan, she was driven out of her home by Jiang Shaoan's younger sister, Jiang Yinyin, and ended up on the streets, dying in childbirth.

Seeing this ending, she made a few complaints, and as punishment, she was transmigrated into a book. Well, here she is. She doesn't want to die, and these two children especially can't die.

Shen Mingzhi walked into the main house and saw an old sofa from the 1980s, a black and white television, and a radio.

This family was very wealthy, and her husband, whom she had never met, was reliable, having found her a strong backer.

"Dad! Look at her! Her shoes are filthy, and she just came in like that!" The shrill female voice rang out again, filled with dissatisfaction.

Shen Mingzhi subconsciously pulled her feet back and looked in the direction of the sound. She saw a girl not far away, wearing a white shirt and military green trousers. Behind the girl was a man who looked to be in his early fifties, dressed the same as the girl.

The man's gaze held a hint of scrutiny, but his tone remained relatively gentle. "You're Zhang Ping's widow?"

"I am."

Shen Mingzhi met the man's gaze.

The middle-aged man looked the woman up and down. Before coming here, he thought she was just an ordinary rural woman. After all, she had been mistreated in her husband's family and probably wasn't very pretty.

But the woman in front of me was too beautiful. Not only was she not rough, but she also had delicate and tender skin. Her face was a little pale and messy from the bumpy ride, but it couldn't hide her beauty at all. Especially her eyes, which were full of life and gave people a sense of security.

At first glance, one might mistake her for a pampered young lady from some wealthy family. Not to mention in that backward little village, even in this county town, she would be someone who makes people turn their heads.

Can……

She was a widow and pregnant!

He pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "My eldest son also died in the line of duty half a month ago. He instructed me that if anyone came looking for him, I must help them. What do you want?"

Shen Mingzhi was stunned. She hadn't expected that Jiang Shaoan was also dead, and she hadn't expected that the Jiang family had no intention of acknowledging the marriage at all.

Arranged marriages and silent marriages are normal in this era, but Shen Mingzhi finds it hard to accept. However, for the sake of her child, she is willing to give it a try.

If the Jiang family is willing to marry her, she will repay them after successfully giving birth to her child. If they are not willing, it doesn't matter. In modern times, she was at least a senior executive in a company and knew about the economic gap of this era. She could do some business, not to get rich, but to raise her child.

The other party was clearly unwilling. Shen Mingzhi didn't take the letter out of her pocket. Her mind was racing, trying to figure out how to use the letter to exchange for temporary peace for herself and her child.

Before Shen Mingzhi could speak, a voice rang out, "My elder brother said he would marry, not help. He's gone, so I'll marry him."

Shen Mingzhi looked up and saw a handsome man walking down the stairs.

The man was over 1.85 meters tall, wearing a shirt and vest, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His skin wasn't the pale white of modern heartthrobs, but a healthy tan, yet his well-defined features exuded an aura of masculinity.

Their eyes met, and the man's pupils darkened slightly.

In the book, the Jiang family also has a second son, Jiang Shao-chen. Only he could be so casual at home.

He was schemed against by his boss's daughter, and they were a bitter couple for life. In the original text, the author only described this second young master of the Jiang family with a few words: "high position, outstanding and noble, and brilliant and upright," but that was enough to summarize everything.

The man is the pillar and support of the Jiang family, how could he possibly marry a pregnant widow?

"She's a pregnant woman about to give birth. If you kick her out, where can she go?"