Famine Bride: Marry into the best in-laws and win

Looking at Shen Jianping's pleading eyes, Xu Manyue pursed her lips, thought for a while, then reached out and tugged at Shen Jingming's sleeve.

"How about this? You test Jianping according to your selection criteria. If he passes, then recommend him. If not, then forget it."

The old lady's eyes lit up, and she quickly winked at Shen Jingming, "Yes, Third Brother, your wife's idea is good, let's do it this way."

She pulled Shen Jianping again and said, "The army is not just your third brother's army. If you can pass the assessment, mother will definitely not stop you. I will also ask your third brother to recommend you to join the army."

Shen Jianping was silent for a moment. "Third brother, with my conditions, am I really unable to join the army?"

It was obvious that his third brother also joined the army at the age of seventeen. He would be seventeen soon, so what was wrong with him?

Is it because the third brother attended junior high school one year longer than him?

Shen Jingming's eyes were ambiguous. He pointed at the stick on the ground and said in a deep voice.

"I won't fight back. If you can touch my clothes with this stick within ten moves, I will recommend you to the army."

"If you can't touch my clothes within ten moves, then don't mention this matter again. Stay home and listen to mother and big brother."

The old lady nodded repeatedly. "I think this is the way to go, Fourth Brother. Your Third Brother has already given in to you. If you can't even do this, then don't join the army."

Mrs. Shen, who was standing by, glanced at Shen Jianping and said to Xu Manyue, "Third sister-in-law, do you think the fourth brother has the ability to do this? Don't cry and beg Jingming to let him go."

Xu Manyue said indifferently, "Sister-in-law, Jingming is not such a person, and the fourth brother is not such a person either."

"I don't like what you said. Don't say these things in front of me anymore."

Mrs. Shen's face froze slightly. "Okay, I won't say any more. I won't say any more."

Last time, she was nearly killed by her family, and it was the third brother's wife who took action and saved her life in the first time.

Later, he contributed money and effort, riding his bicycle back and forth for several hours almost every day to the county hospital to bring her food and comfort her.

Just for this reason, Wang Zhaodi cannot be ungrateful and cause trouble for others.

At this time, the competition between the two brothers has ended.

Shen Jianping was exhausted, but in the end he didn't even touch a corner of Shen Jingming's clothes.

He simply lay down on the ground, threw the stick aside and stopped working.

"No, I'm too tired. I don't want to be a soldier anymore. I'd rather lie down at home."

Let others scold him as much as they want, at least he has his mother to protect him. It’s a blessing that others want but don’t have.

Humph, Wang Zhaodi is just jealous.

The old lady couldn't help but smile, but thinking of hurting her son's feelings, she could only suppress her emotions, walked over and helped carefully up from the ground.

"Being a soldier is tiring and hard, and it's nowhere near as comfortable as being at home. Your third brother's family was so poor back then that they couldn't even afford his high school tuition."

"There was really no other way, so mother had the heart to send him to the army."

"You are different. You are my oldest son, the apple of my eye. I don't even want you to do housework, so how could I bear to see you suffer?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Manyue subconsciously looked up and looked at the man beside her.

Although I know that the old lady is partly trying to coax her eldest son, it is still a bit uncomfortable to say this in front of her other son.

Especially the fact that he was unable to finish high school has always been a regret for Shen Jingming.

After all, this guy was from the Qingshan Brigade and was famous for his academic ability. If his family hadn't been poor, he would have been admitted to university long ago.

Shen Jingming looked indifferent, as if he didn't take these words to heart at all.

"Mom, the fourth child is no longer a child. You should take good care of him."

The old lady's body stiffened, and she instantly realized that what she had just said was not thoughtless, but she quickly comforted herself.

She said this just to dissuade the fourth child from joining the army, she had no other intention.

The third brother is smart and he will definitely not misunderstand.

After the old lady pulled him up from the ground, she reached out and gently brushed off the dust on Shen Jianping's body, saying casually, "Mother knows. Mother will definitely take good care of your brother."

Soon, it was night.

Xu Manyue, Shen Dasao and her two sisters-in-law were busy in the kitchen. The old lady was cooking herself. Soon, the aroma of food filled the air.

There were several dishes on the table, including roasted rabbit meat, scrambled eggs, elm flour steamed buns, sweet potatoes, etc., which were so delicious that people were drooling.

Boss Shen and his brothers took Shen Jingming to the yard to chat and drink a few glasses of wine.

Several children were squatting in the yard, feeding the rabbits with hay.

A gentle evening breeze blew away the irritability brought by these days.

Thanks to the well, tonight, the dozen or so families in Qingshan Brigade who had not yet left to escape famine finally had enough water to drink and had a slightly better night.

After dinner, it was getting dark and the Shen family members went back to their rooms one after another.

Xu Manyue cleaned up the kitchen, pushed the door open and entered the house. She subconsciously looked up inside and stopped in her tracks.

Under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, the tall and straight man had his back to her, wringing out a towel in a basin and wiping his body.

His upper body was naked, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, and his back was covered with countless scars and gunshot wounds, large and small, densely packed together.

Xu Manyue looked at these scars and felt complicated.

Several of these wounds were nearly fatal. If he had been less lucky, he would have died on the spot.

There are also some wounds, even if they are not fatal, which still cause great pain and require a certain amount of time to recuperate.

The most noticeable thing was the fresh wound on his shoulder with a bandage.

Xu Manyue withdrew her thoughts, closed the door, walked behind Shen Jingming, and took the handkerchief from his hand.

"You have a wound on your arm, let me help you wipe it."

Shen Jingming loosened his grip on the handkerchief and handed it to the other person, his thin lips pressed into a line, "Don't tell my mother and the others about my injury."

The cold handkerchief wiped across the burning skin bit by bit, gently, yet with a little force.

Inadvertently, a woman's soft hands will touch the scars on a man's back.

"I know what's appropriate."

Xu Manyue bent down and placed the handkerchief in the basin, rubbed it and wrung it dry again, then placed it on the man's back to wipe away the sweat for him.

Shen Jingming could clearly feel the soft breath of the person next to him. His body gradually tensed up and he felt a little hot inside.

Over the years, apart from the two nights he came back last time when he had intimate contact with women, he hardly ever interacted with other women.

In the army, the most I met were some female nurses when I was injured and hospitalized.

But work is work, and personal feelings are personal feelings, and no one will cross the line on this point.