[Military marriage, era story, counterattack, true daughter, yellow hair, cultivation, bottom counterattack, strong, childhood sweetheart, no gold finger, slap in the face, cool article, female video, reality, sweetness]
On the first day after I was returned to a wealthy family, I was framed by a fake daughter for stealing earrings.
My father looked at me coldly: "I can't stand on the stage."
My mother pointed at the door and scolded me: "I have a vicious mind."
My brother frowned in disgust: "You don't deserve the surname Shen."
I was kicked out and stood outside the villa, listening to the fake daughter laughing coquettishly behind my back and calling me a "rat in the gutter."
I didn't dare go back to the orphanage where I didn't have enough food or clothing to keep warm. I was so hungry that my eyesight turned black.
At this time, a young man with dyed yellow hair stopped in front of me on a bicycle: "Hey, do you want to hang out with us? If we eat in the future, I will definitely share half of it with you."
I looked up and looked at the six gangsters behind him who also had yellow hair.
They are all orphans, abandoned by this world.
I nodded and followed them.
Seven years later, I was wearing a military uniform and standing on the podium in the military compound.
The parents who once thought I was dirty knelt in front of me, crying and begging me to recognize my ancestor.
I looked down at them and smiled: "I'm sorry, my current surname is the surname of 7 yellow-haired people."
How old it is.