After My Sister Eloped, I Married a Fierce, Rugged Man and Struck It Rich

On the eve of her wedding, her fiancé eloped with her own sister, taking all the money with them.

To avoid returning the bride price, her biased parents tied Chen Erni, who had been worked like a pack animal, to the wedding bed of a butcher from the neighboring village.

The butcher was notorious across the surrounding villages as a living demon. They said he had killed a wolf with his bare hands, and his temper was terrifying.

Everyone in the village was betting that the meek girl wouldn’t last half a month.

But no one knew that beneath the red bridal veil, Chen Erni was no longer the pushover anyone could bully.

In her previous life, she’d endured and given way, only to meet a miserable end, worked to death on a factory assembly line.

Reborn in a new life, she carried knowledge of the opportunities the next forty years would bring.

On their wedding night, the burly, fearsome man pushed open the door.

The beating she’d expected never came. Instead, he clumsily applied medicine to her wounds, draped a padded jacket over her, and muttered:

“I’ve got rough hands and a bad temper, but I’ll never let my woman go hungry.”

From then on, a pair of outlaws rose to fame in this poor mountain village in the 1980s.

She crunched the numbers and made money; he butchered pigs and backed her up!

If anyone dared say a single thing against her, he’d uproot them and toss them into the mud.

Together, they went from rags to riches, turning a life of hunger and cold into the first ten-thousand-yuan household in the village!

Until the day her sister, covered in sores and so poor she was reduced to begging, knelt in front of their Western-style house, weeping and pleading to be acknowledged as family.

Chen Erni held a steaming plate of braised pork, her expression unchanged.

“Back when you pushed me into the fire pit, you didn’t acknowledge me as your sister.”