Chapter 1: Your Husband

"Ah Ci, your sister has been spoiled since she was a child. She can't lift anything with her hands or shoulders. If you let her follow the army to the northwest, it will cost her life."

Wen Ci listened to the crying sound in her ear and slowly opened her eyes. She frowned and looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her who was dressed in bright and beautiful clothes. There was also a tall man standing next to her.

The two look extremely similar.

You can tell at a glance that they are mother and son.

"I heard that the boy from the Huo family is an officer in the northwest, and his salary is not low. You will definitely not suffer any loss if you marry him. At least it will be better than your life in the countryside."

Wen Ci listened to the man's "earnest" persuasion, and then countless scenes flooded into her mind, and her eyes became cold.

She is the goddess of war in the apocalypse. She had just killed all the zombies and was about to hold a celebration party when a doomsday zombie broke in.

She shattered the last hope of mankind and traveled here immediately. She had all the memories of her original body in her mind, and her original body had just been angered to death.

After learning the reason why his original body died of anger, Wen Ci was a little confused.

The original body was also called Wen Ci, just like her.

Wen Ci was originally the daughter of the Jiang family in the capital, but the nanny replaced her with her own daughter and she was taken to be raised in a poor rural area.

Wen Ci suffered a lot of grievances since she was a child. At the age of three, she was responsible for cooking and washing clothes at home, and her adoptive parents would beat and scold her at any time.

In the 1970s, girls were the least popular. Every family only hoped to have a son to carry on the family line. Wen Ci thought she was a daughter.

I made my parents lose face in the team and I had to endure it in silence.

It was not until the day Wen Ci turned eighteen that a tall and handsome man came to her house, brought a box of peach cakes and said that he was her biological brother!

Come and take her home.

At that time, Wen Ci learned that her biological parents were city people and were from a wealthy family. She was looking forward to meeting her biological parents with great joy.

result……

Just two days after returning home, the Huo family, who lived in the same compound, came to propose marriage, saying that the marriage contract made by their ancestors could not be changed and that the man was serving in the army in the remote northwest region.

We will get married this month and follow the army to the northwest.

The Huo family wanted to marry the fair-skinned Jiang Ye, the biological daughter of Wen Ci's adoptive parents, but she already had a boyfriend in high school.

Jiang's father and mother forced their daughter to break up, and accidentally revealed that she was not Jiang's biological daughter. They could not bear the tears of their beloved daughter who had loved them for many years.

The Jiang family then set their sights on Wen Ci, wanting her to marry Huo Jingyuan instead of Jiang Ye, and follow the army to the northwest to live there.

After Wen Ci learned the truth about being found.

I was so angry that I died.

Wen Ci sighed softly. If she were her original self, she would have chosen to abandon this thin kinship. Why would she give herself to...

Seeing that she was not going to change her tune, Jiang Chen frowned and acted like a brother, no longer speaking in a friendly tone, "You have to get married today, no matter what. You have no choice."

Hearing this, Wen Ci raised his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged woman in front of him, Su Guilan, the biological mother of the original body. After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "Do you really want my biological daughter to marry your adopted daughter?"

Su Guilan had a worried look on her face. Jiang Ye and Wen Ci were like the palms and backs of her hands, one was her adopted daughter who had been spoiled since childhood.

A child who was taken away.

No matter who it was, she couldn't bear to let her daughter marry to a place like the Northwest to suffer.

But……

The engagement with the Huo family was arranged by her elders, and she had no ability to change it, so she could only make a choice between the two. Jiang Ye's boyfriend was already a prospective college student.

Now the Huo family is in decline, and the houses in the compound have been reclaimed. It is not clear what his specific position is in the northwest, but it is known that he is an officer.

Although Wen Ci is his own flesh and blood.

But after all, she grew up in the countryside.

Marrying Huo Jingyuan can be considered a good marriage.

Su Guilan looked at Wen Ci's face, and she had no intention of answering.

But Wen Ci could see the choice of this "biological mother" from Su Guilan's eyes.

Wen Ci looked around at the environment.

This is a teahouse located on the shore of Shichahai. They are sitting in a private room on the third floor. Outside the window is the sparkling Shichahai Lake.

Shichahai is neither a sea nor a lake. It is a lake in terms of its size.

Wen Ci wondered how long it would take to jump out of the window and swim to the other side.

"If you marry Huo Jingyuan, our Jiang family will not treat you unfairly. We will give you 1,000 yuan as a dowry. You can use the money however you want."

You have to know that the average salary of workers in Beijing in the 1970s was only about 60 yuan. The dowry given by the Jiang family could support an ordinary family for ten years.

But Wen Ci couldn't stop at all. She was completely absorbed in her calculations. After confirming, she walked to the window. Fortunately, it was spring now.

If it were winter, Wen Ci would definitely not dance to Shichahai.

"I'm begging you, okay?"

As Ms. Su finished speaking, Wen Ci jumped through the window into Shichahai Lake. With a "splash", many people on the street shouted.

"Someone jumped into the sea, help, help..."

Wen Ci swam lightly and soon reached the middle of Shichahai. When he heard the voices of passers-by, he couldn't help but curl his lips in surprise.

The man carrying a luggage bag on the shore threw down the bag and took off his military uniform. He did not have time to observe the situation on the water.

Dive suddenly into Shichahai.

Huo Jingyuan swam to Wen Ci in a diving posture, surfaced and hugged Wen Ci's waist. Wen Ci looked at the man in front of him with deep facial features.

She forgot to struggle and resist, and stared at the man. From his rescue action, she could feel that he was tall and extremely powerful.

The man's looks can be described as stunning.

After Wen Ci was rescued to the shore, she saw the seductive abdominal muscles under the man's white shirt. She instinctively looked at him twice more and drooled.

“Just passing by?”

Huo Jingyuan's eyes were cold. He rescued the woman in front of him from Shichahai and brought her to the shore. When he met her burning gaze, he realized that she could swim.

Maybe he didn't fall into the water, he was just swimming in Shichahai.

At this time, Jiang Chen ran from the teahouse to the shore without stopping. He was angry and worried. He didn't expect that his own sister had such a bad temper.

He actually jumped into the sea. He frowned and scolded, "Isn't it just that I asked you to go to the northwest with the army? Is it necessary to jump into the sea?!"

Hearing this, Huo Jingyuan's eyes fell on Jiang Chen. As a fellow student of the compound, he had met the Jiang family several times. After retracting his gaze, he lowered his head and looked at Wen Ci:

"What did you just ask me?"

"Ah?" Wen Ci blinked and repeated what he had just said: "Are you passing by?"

Huo Jingyuan curled his lips. The indifference he had shown before was like a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain and a heartless and desireless banished immortal.

As the corners of his lips curled slightly, the snow on the mountains melted and the banished immortal came down to earth.

Huo Jingyuan said in a deep and powerful voice: "He is your husband."

(End of this chapter)