The Revitalization of Northeast China Starts with Taking Down the Polar Bear Mother-In-Law

Reborn in 1985, he became the most useless yellow rice seedling in the Northeast Forestry Farm. After returning from the army, his meridians were broken, his fiancée ran away, and the whole village laughed at him as a "trash". The widow set up a trap to blackmail his house, and the village bully led people to block the door and kill him. Even my own father sighed: I can't survive this day. But no one knows - he can understand the voices of all things. He could hear the widow scolding him in her heart. The village bully plotted against him, he could hear it. He could even hear the giant wild boar squatting at the door groaning due to toothache. What's even more outrageous is that he picked up a White Russian girl from the mountains. Blonde and blue-eyed, with long legs measuring 1.8 Meters tall, he can kill a blind man with just one slap. She said her name was Ekaterina, she was a descendant of the Russian royal family, she had dozens of tons of gold hidden in her home, and she was being hunted by the KGB. She said: "If you marry me, I will give you half of the gold." Yellow rough man + polar bear wife = revitalization of Northeast China? %#@* The mother-in-law came over from Siberia, carrying a pair of scissors to inspect the goods. A KGB colonel blocked the door with a submachine gun, and a herd of wild boars guarded the courtyard all night. The second-generation provincial official stole his woman? He pulled out a black file on cadres with his backhand, causing an earthquake in the entire officialdom. Japanese business group comes to discuss platinum? Sorry, I have the final say on the Arctic sea route. From a sick young man who everyone calls for beating, to a big boss who holds gold mines, border trade warehouses, and nuclear-powered icebreakers—— It only took him two years. Reading reminder: rough guy tattoos, no abuse in the harem, and lots of fun. The pickled cabbage stewed vermicelli is enough, and the red cabbage soup is optional. Enter the pit and never retreat. Bottom line: I can understand pigs and I'm married to a polar bear's daughter. In the Northeast, I have the final say.