Transmigrate into a Book: The Military Officer's Cannon-Fodder Wife in the 1970S

I transmigrated into a period novel as the stupid, malicious, troublemaking female side character, and I tore up the script. The moment I opened my eyes, I was throwing a tantrum on a train bound for the Southwest Military District. The entire carriage knew I'd used a staged drowning to set up the cold-faced officer Lu Zhanye. In the original story, I was the wicked female side character who made trouble at every turn and framed the kind-hearted heroine, before freezing to death on the street. But now, Lu Zhanye had just submitted a divorce request, my in-laws had cut ties with me, and I had only twelve yuan and fifty cents in my pocket. I wiped away my tears and said to the future general in front of me: “We have a three-month cooling-off period for military marriages. When it's over, we'll divorce.” “Until then, I'll play the part of Mrs. Lu, and you can play the loving husband.” “After three months, we'll part on good terms.” He gave me a cold look. “You'd better keep your word.” Everyone was waiting for a laugh waiting to see how this “lazy, greedy” city woman would end up crying and running back from the poor mountain village. But I moved into a leaky shack and set to work gathering herbs, foraging in the mountains, and raising livestock. Three months later, I'd saved up my first fortune and pushed the divorce papers in front of him. Instead, he tore them up in front of everyone, his eyes red as he pinned me against the wall. “Shen Qingci, who gave you permission to break our agreement on your own?” Later The military wives who'd once looked down on me lined up to ask me how to make money. My in-laws rushed south overnight, begging me to return to the family. The original heroine took my hand. “Sister, you can have that man. Could you take me along on your road to prosperity?” And the famously cold, ruthless Regiment Commander Lu knocked on my door late at night, his voice hoarse. “Honey, I was wrong.”