In the Seventies, After My Husband Faked His Death, I Remarried My Mother-in-Law

The first thing Xu Zhixia did after being reborn wasn’t tear into her scumbag husband or protect the family’s assets. It was… matchmake her mother-in-law! In her previous life, her husband took the family’s savings, claiming he was going to the city to buy a job. In truth, he faked his death to escape, then climbed the ranks by currying favor with the powerful. Her own family took her in, only to sell her off to Hu Guangjun, a wastrel who gambled, drank, and beat her at the slightest provocation. Her mother-in-law died trying to save her, while her scumbag husband wrote a statement of forgiveness that let the murderer go free! She endured endless torment, suffered repeated miscarriages, and eventually died a miserable death. As she closed her eyes, all that remained was an ocean of hatred! Then she was reborn at the moment her scumbag husband had just “died.” Her awful relatives eyed her home hungrily, coveting her food and jade pendant. Her heartless family was plotting to sell her off all over again! Xu Zhixia: To hell with putting up with things and backing down. My happiness comes first! Try to steal my family’s property? I’ll fight! Try to plot against my life? I’ll tear you apart! The villagers said, “Your family needs a man of the house. It’ll be easier for you and your mother-in-law that way.” Xu Zhixia turned and headed to the back mountain, where she found the hunter who had been sent to live in their village. “Uncle Zhou, would you like to marry my mother-in-law?” Zhou Chengshan: “…” Zhou Chengshan’s three sons: “…!” No one had any idea that there was more to the hunter’s exiled status than met the eye. Later, Zhou Chengshan moved into a military compound with her mother-in-law and Xu Zhixia. They lived in an apartment, rode in a jeep, and even had a sentry posted at their door. Her down-and-out scumbag husband came crawling back, trying to curry favor. “Mom, I’m your son. Please help me rise to success.” Her mother-in-law raised a hand and slapped him hard. “What beggar are you, pretending to be my son?” Her scumbag husband stopped her car and begged for reconciliation. “Xiaxia, a day as husband and wife counts for a hundred days of devotion…” Xu Zhixia gave him a brutal face-slapping! That night, the imposing, jealous man gripped her chin. “A hundred days… of devotion?”