Chapter 1: Have a soldier husband at home?

On the wild grass slope behind the mountain of the village, Wang Ziru kept mowing the grass without taking a breath. Finally, after mowing a full basket of green grass, she turned around and looked at a skinny black cow that was still eating grass on the slope.

She couldn't understand why she, an obstetrician and gynecologist, was seconded to a sister hospital to support deliveries and encountered a series of car accidents on the way.

But when she opened her eyes this morning, she was transported back to the 1980s? "And there's a soldier husband who hasn't come home in five years of marriage?!"

"Third daughter-in-law of the Zhai family! Why are you still here? Your son fell into the pond!"

An old lady came running over in a panic and shouted to Wang Ziru who was on the slope.

Wang Ziru was on the slope, just wanting to take a break in the wet grass. She pounded her aching waist and rubbed her red cheeks. Her expression froze. "Auntie, what did you say? Who, whose son?"

The auntie stamped her feet in anger: "You idiot! Your Baoer fell into the village pond, and Ergouzi and the others are helping to pick him up!"

"It's a cold spring day. Even if your son doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. You better go back quickly!"

Below the wild grass slope were fields that the villagers had secretly reclaimed for crops. Several village women who were working and weeding in the fields pointed at Wang Ziru and cursed her with laughter.

Wang Ziru was shocked.

Only then did I learn one thing from the original owner's memory: she had a four-year-old son!

She woke up in the morning and was confused for half a day before she realized that she was the third daughter-in-law of the Zhai family. Her husband had been in the army for five years and had not returned home. At noon, she ate half a corn bun and was driven out by the old lady at home to herd cattle and cut grass in the back mountain of the village.

Several village women pointed and cursed the third daughter-in-law of the Zhai family, saying that she was a cruel woman. No wonder her husband didn't want her!

Wang Ziru suddenly came to her senses and her face turned pale.

The lawn mower in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, and she threw the backpack away and ran towards the village pond like a madman.

Since she was unfamiliar with the terrain, she kept falling down the slopes along the way.

When she rushed to the village pond, a skinny child was lying on the grass beside the pond, dying. Many children in the village were gathered there, chattering.

A strong middle-aged man was standing nearby, all wet, his mouth purple from the freezing cold. It was obvious that he had just rescued a child from the puddle.

"What happened to Bao'er?!" Wang Ziru rushed over and looked at the child lying motionless on the ground. The deep memory of maternal love made her burst into tears in an instant.

"Third daughter-in-law of the Zhai family, you'd better be more open-minded..." The strong man who rescued the child was hesitant to speak.

But I couldn't help but feel sympathy for the mother and child. The child was suffering too. It would have been a disaster if he had died one day. He became a frozen ghost at the beginning of spring.

Wang Ziru quickly wiped away her tears and used her fingers to check the child's breath, which was weak.

"There is still hope!" Wang Ziru said in surprise.

It was a cold spring day, and the wind was still blowing bitterly. The poor child just lay on the wet grass.

"Third brother's wife, take the child back home. There is no way he can be saved." said a villager nearby.

Wang Ziru hurriedly pressed the child's chest and performed artificial respiration. "I must save my child! He will be fine!"

At this time, the child's grandmother also came running over, panting.

When she saw this scene, she immediately flew into a rage and pointed at the third daughter-in-law and cursed: "You useless thing! You didn't even bring your children with you when you were mowing the grass and herding cattle. Look at what has happened to you now!"

Mrs. Liu cursed Wang Ziru loudly and tried to take the child away, "We can't let this child die outside, it's unlucky!"

Wang Ziru was not willing to give in. She grabbed Granny Liu and cried, "What are you doing! The child is still alive!"

After saying that, she pushed her mother-in-law away with one hand, and Mrs. Liu was pushed down in front of everyone and fell on her butt in the grass of the pond.

Wang Ziru didn't care about anything else and quickly bent down to give the child artificial respiration.

Amid the old lady's ugly curses, the surrounding villagers watched the scene nervously, not daring to make a sound.

"What do you know, you idiot? You just want to kill my grandson!" Mrs. Liu sat on the ground and kept cursing.

"I'm his mother, how could I hurt him!" Wang Ziru retorted while performing artificial respiration.

Just when everyone was so nervous that their hearts were about to jump out of their throats, the child suddenly spat out a mouthful of water, his breathing slowed down, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Wang Ziru cried with joy, "Baoer, you're awake!"

"Mom, Bao'er is so scared..."

The child shivered and slowly curled up his thin body into a dough.

"Mom is here! Don't be afraid, baby!" Wang Ziru quickly took off her cotton jacket and wrapped it around the child, then picked up the child and ran home.

The mother and son finally returned to the Zhai family's yard in the east of the village. Wang Ziru carried the child back to the house and placed him on a small stool in front of the bed. "Be good, baby, sit in the house for a while. Mom will light a fire for you."

Baoer's little face was already frozen, and snot was flowing out of his mouth.

It was a cold spring day, with the temperature outside less than five degrees Celsius. After soaking in the pond for a few minutes, Baoer's mouth was already numb from the cold.

Wang Ziru put the child in the house, turned around and ran out, walked to the pile of dry firewood next to the cowshed to get some dry firewood.

She would immediately light a big fire to warm the child up as soon as possible.

Just as she walked to the pile of dry firewood and was about to reach out to take some, Wang Ziru's mother-in-law rushed over and stopped her, as if she had predicted that she would take the firewood.

"You fool, what are you doing with dry firewood? Just change Baoer's clothes and wrap him in blankets to keep him warm. Why are you making a fire? Firewood is worthless!"

"The child is frozen like that, his mouth is purple, how can we not warm him by the fire?" Wang Ziru said anxiously.

"Hmph, you and this kid are a burden to our Zhai family. You've been eating idle meals for years, and you're still not satisfied? This pile of dry firewood was chopped by the eldest and second sons in the mountains in June! Do you dare to try and take it?" Mrs. Liu pointed at Wang Ziru's nose and her saliva sprayed on her face.

Wang Ziru was so angry that she trembled when she heard this: "Bao'er almost died. The most important thing now is to keep him warm."

"If I say no, then it's no!" Liu Xiulan refused to give in.

Wang Ziru was so angry that she wanted to beat the old lady. In a fit of rage, she turned around and pushed the old lady away, took some firewood and went into the house to light a fire to keep the child warm.

"You idiot! You prodigal woman! How dare you hit your mother-in-law! Wait and see how I will deal with you, you bad guy, today!"

The old lady was pushed again by her third daughter-in-law, which caught her off guard. She was so bold as to hit her mother-in-law!

In the yard, the old lady wailed and cursed Wang Ziru.

When the old lady thought of the incident by the village pond, where half of the villagers saw her being pushed down by the third son's wife, she immediately turned around, grabbed a stick from the pile of firewood, and rushed into the main room.

"Today I will beat you to death for the Third Brother, you bad guy! How dare you lay hands on me, an old woman..."