"You are not worthy of my son."
Wen Zhi was pushed into the mud and the marriage certificate was hit on her face.
Fiancé Shen Jing has been in the city for three years and married the factory director's daughter. She, a child's love interest who came from the country, became the joke of the whole town.
"Go back to your shabby village and don't dirty the floor of my house."
In her previous life, she was driven out of the city and forced to death by a well because of rumors.
On the day of her rebirth, Wen Zhi picked up the marriage certificate and knocked directly on the door of the Shen family courtyard.
"Shen Muchen, I have a deal."
Shen Muchen had just returned from the battlefield, smelling of gunpowder smoke.
Looking at the country girl with fierce eyes, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Say."
"Marry me. I don't want your son's engagement."
"Reason?"
"Let him kneel down and call mom."
Shen Muchen thought that marrying a little girl was just to deal with the pressure from his superiors to get married.
Who would have known that this girl would grow vegetables and raise chickens in the military courtyard during the day, and at night she would be a better scheming expert than anyone else.
"Shen Muchen, your son is making trouble again."
"Close the door and let the dogs out."
Late one night, Shen Muchen caught someone trying to climb out of the window.
"We agreed not to interfere with each other?"
Wen Zhi's face was not red and her heart was not beating: "Shen Muchen, you are old and I am afraid that you will be cold."
Shen Muchen gritted his teeth: "I'm not cold."
"Then I'm cold."
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Later, Shen Jingxing knelt at the door of the military courtyard.
"Mom... Please let me go..."
Wen Zhi held the tea cup and smiled harmlessly.
Shen Muchen hugged her waist: "Isn't it enough to relieve your anger?"
"That's not enough. I want to give you a biological son and let him see what it means to be a real Shen family member."
