Shi Yangyang, the "crazy woman" who was cursed and pointed at behind her back by the entire village.
But she was Zhang Cheng's lawfully wedded wife.
In his past life, he was a complete coward, watching helplessly as she suffered endless bullying and ultimately died a tragic death.
He didn't dare utter a single word.
After the madwoman died, Zhang Cheng joined the army in a daze and desperately learned various skills in the special forces.
However, during one mission, in order to cover the safe evacuation of his comrades,
Alone, armed only with a gun and a knife, he single-handedly fought off an entire platoon of enemies.
Ultimately, he tragically sacrificed his life.
Now, Zhang Cheng, carrying the memories and skills of a special forces soldier for the next fourteen years, has crawled back from a pile of corpses.
In this lifetime, even the Heavenly King himself won't be able to touch a single hair on his wife's head!
...
The snow fell even harder.
Large, fluffy snowflakes fell densely from the ground.
cold!
Bone-chilling cold!
The chill felt like countless icy needles, piercing through the thin coat and penetrating to the bone.
In the blink of an eye, the heavy snow completely covered the footprints Zhang Cheng had just made.
He trudged with difficulty, his steps uneven, into the deep mountains.
The cold wind was like a knife, scraping against my face and leaving a burning sting.
This body is incredibly weak.
Zhang Cheng cursed inwardly, but his steps did not falter at all.
1986 was a year Zhang Cheng would never forget.
The snow, as heavy as goose feathers, blanketed the land, falling day and night for nearly two months.
A terrible winter that froze and starved countless livestock to death, and even killed people!
The heavy snow completely blocked the mountain roads leading to the outside world.
Every household in the village ran out of food and fell into famine.
In order to save a bite to eat and so that his second son could smoothly separate from the family, his parents actually arranged for him to marry Shi Yangyang, a female educated youth who had been sent to the countryside and had been mentally unstable for more than a year.
In the Zhang family, there was a rule passed down from their ancestors that only after one gets married can they separate and live separately.
The crazy woman was an educated youth sent to the countryside, and according to regulations, part of her food rations could be provided by the village brigade.
My parents really made a good plan.
The old man shamelessly went to the village chief to propose marriage. The village chief was worried about getting rid of this trouble, so upon hearing this, he immediately agreed.
She even "generously" gave her father eight catties of coarse grains, as a "dowry" for the crazy woman.
And just like that, he inexplicably got married.
Then he was unceremoniously kicked out of the main house by his parents.
We were assigned to this dilapidated mud house located behind the main house, which was originally just used to store miscellaneous items.
What they received after the division of the family property was only a drafty, dilapidated house, a musty-smelling quilt, and a box of matches that was almost empty.
...
The cornmeal porridge we had at home was almost gone.
At most, we can hold on for another two days.
What should we do two days later?
A cold wind blew, and Zhang Cheng's exposed skin broke out in goosebumps, but what worried him more was the person inside the house.
The crazy woman was still in that dilapidated mud house, eagerly waiting for him to bring food back.
Just thinking about the madwoman's eyes, so clear they were like mountain spring water...
With a touch of childlike bewilderment, Zhang Cheng's heart tightened.
The feeling was suffocating and heavy, almost suffocating, yet it also revealed a faint but persistent warmth.
That's his only concern now.
In his past life, he was a complete coward.
And that crazy woman who was ridiculed and despised by everyone,
To ensure that this good-for-nothing could have a hot meal, they actually took advantage of the darkness...
They would sneak into other people's houses time and time again to steal food.
Not just once, but for several days in a row.
She was discovered for the last time.
Those people were ruthless; they surrounded her and punched and kicked her.
She never got to see him again, not even until her death.
That scene was branded deep into his soul like a branding iron, and every time he thought of it, it caused him excruciating pain.
Having been given a second chance at life, Zhang Cheng vowed that he would never let his crazy wife suffer even the slightest grievance or hardship with him again!
He was breathing heavily, his sharp eyes scanning the white expanse around him.
The snow is too deep; we must find a sheltered spot that looks like it has been in the wild.
His wilderness survival experience as a special forces soldier in his previous life played a crucial role at this moment.
His gaze quickly settled on a slightly inward-sloping ravine.
There were a few crooked pine trees nearby, the snow was relatively shallow, and some messy hoof prints, mostly covered by fresh snow, could still be vaguely seen on the ground.
This is the place.
Zhang Cheng pulled out the wood-chopping knife tucked behind his waist with a backhand motion.
The blade was already chipped and worn, making it difficult to even chop wood, let alone use it to deal with wild animals that might appear at any moment.
But this is the best "weapon" he can rely on right now.
He also pulled out a few pieces of hemp bark that he had taken from the broken basket, as well as a pair of blackened old chopsticks that had been used for who knows how many years.
He first gripped the machete tightly and used all his strength to dig into the snow, which was frozen solid.
Beneath the thick layer of snow lies the hard permafrost.
With one slash, only a faint white dot remained, leaving his hand tingling with numbness.
"Oh shit……"
He cursed under his breath, but his hands didn't slow down at all.
The trap must be dug deep enough, and the bottom must be sharpened.
He found several dry branches of suitable thickness nearby and painstakingly whittled them into sharp tips with a dulled machete.
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