A Mistaken Marriage in the 1970S: The Delicate Darling Has the Fearsome Man Wrapped Around Her Finger

[Period setting + military marriage + swapped betrothal, contrast between the two couples + sweet, delicate beauty + rugged, fatherly man] On the eve of her wedding in 1975, Jiang Xiaozhi was forced by her reborn cousin to switch fiancés. Her cousin snatched the seemingly refined political instructor with a bright future, and stuck Jiang Xiaozhi with the notorious, hot-tempered regiment commander Zhou Lie, nicknamed the “Living Yama.” In her previous life, her cousin endured Zhou Lie's icy treatment and eventually divorced him. Given another chance at life, she meant to get ahead and sit back while Jiang Xiaozhi suffered on the desolate northwestern plains. Jiang Xiaozhi saw things clearly: her uncle had raised her, and she owed him a great debt. If the marriage had to be switched, so be it. As long as her husband didn't hit her, she could put up with a hard life. But after she joined the army, everything took an unexpected turn. Her cousin put on a show of being virtuous in the family compound and did all the hard work, while her hypocritical husband found fault with her at every turn. Jiang Xiaozhi stayed home, sweet and pampered, never lifting a finger, while the fearsome commander doted on her like she was the most precious thing in the world. She couldn't stomach the coarse black buns? Her husband returned with a big bowl of braised pork. “You're so thin you're all bones. I can afford to feed you!” She got off the train and complained her legs were weak? He scooped her into his arms with one arm, his voice rough. “You spoiled little thing. Hold on tight.” The bed was too narrow, and she was afraid it would collapse? His muscles tensed as he held her tightly, his ears turning red as he growled, “If it breaks, all the better. You can sleep right on top of me!” Everyone in the compound had been waiting to see the “spoiled capitalist's daughter” get sent back, but instead, the rugged man who had killed countless enemies not only repaired the house and swept the courtyard, he practically wanted to keep his wife in his mouth. Her cousin, exhausted to the point of vomiting next door, finally lost it. “Where's the hard life we were promised? Where's the Living Yama? How does this man have two completely different sides?”