Shen Wanqing was plotted by her family and was sent to Qingshan Valley instead of being sent to the countryside. Before I even had my first meal, the village women director made things difficult for me and assigned me to the worst educated youth spot. When he was desperate, news spread in the village that the boss of the Huo family wanted to marry a wife, and the bride price was 30 yuan. Shen Wanqing gritted her teeth, carried her baggage and went to the door of Huo's house. But when she lifted the hijab, she was dumbfounded. The groom was a black-faced officer, wearing a straight military uniform, and his eyes could freeze someone to death. Only after the marriage did she find out that this man was known as the cold-faced King of Hell in the army, and all the soldiers in the battalion would avoid him when they saw him. But such a tough guy would secretly tuck her into bed in the middle of the night. She was afraid of the dark and couldn't sleep, so he sat on the edge of the kang and watched over her without saying a word. Shen Wanqing clutched the spiritual spring and thought about how to live a better life. But Qiao Guifen's eyes were on her, Qi Wenbin was stumbling upon Huo Zhenchuan in the army, and her husband's family's poor background was also exposed. She rolled up her sleeves, first planted a lush green vegetable garden, and then earned work points by writing letters to others with her good calligraphy. Things were just getting better when Huo Zhenchuan suddenly received an order to go to the front line. On the day he left, he put his bankbook into her hand and said three words, waiting for me to come back.
