Marrying Leng Libing Wang and having four children, traveling back to the 70s

The host on the stage was like a noisy bird, extremely annoying and long-winded.

He hadn't even finished his words when the impatient soldiers in the audience, one of whom took the lead, suddenly started an uproar.

"Groom, groom..."

"The groom comes on stage—"

"New bride, to the new bride..."

"The new bride also comes on stage—"

The excited soldiers' loud voices were like orderly and passionate waves, one higher than the other, and they were noisy and lively.

"Okay—"

"Then I won't talk too much, let's get straight to the most important part."

"Please welcome our twelve grooms to the stage."

"Comrades-in-arms gave warm applause and blessings—"

The long-winded host shouted into the microphone to create an atmosphere.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Clap clap clap..."

The applause of blessings from the audience rang out again like thunder.

Amidst warm applause, twelve soldiers, including Deputy Battalion Commander Xu Chunfei of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Regiment, Deputy Battalion Commander Yang Yi of the 3rd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment, Deputy Battalion Commander Liu Zheng of the 3rd Battalion of the 3rd Regiment, Deputy Battalion Commander Zheng Fan of the 3rd Battalion of the 4th Regiment, Battalion Commander Zhang Quanyu of the 2nd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment, and Deputy Commander Lu Chenting of the 1st Regiment, walked onto the stage in unison, wearing red flowers with the word "groom" on their chests.

The twelve grooms, each dressed in military uniform, looked handsome and domineering.

Especially the cold and steady one, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and narrow phoenix eyes, the King of Soldiers and God of War - Deputy Captain Lu Chenting, is particularly eye-catching and imposing.

His clean and tidy military uniform with clear lines makes him look more heroic and handsome.

"what--"

"Deputy Captain Lu!!!"

"He, he also participated in the group wedding???"

At the home of Feng Gang, deputy battalion commander of the second battalion of the first regiment, Luo Meihua, the hot-tempered wife, shouted in a low voice.

“Yes, that’s right—”

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Why is the Living King of Hell so handsome?"

"The King of Hell got married publicly today, and now many women are crying—"

Mrs. Su He, the loud-mouthed wife of Captain Jiang Zhengwen of the First Battalion of the Third Regiment, shook her head and smacked her lips.

"Is it not—"

"Look, there's Comrade Chen Meiqiu, the daughter of Deputy Division Commander Chen's wife, standing next to Head Nurse Zhao Hong."

"Look, look, look, it's in the third row in front, on the left. Do you see it?"

“Tsk, tsk, tsk—”

"Take a look at Comrade Chen Meiqiu's profile."

Sister Ling Zhen, the wife of Captain Lei Minggang of the Third Battalion of the Second Regiment, was whispering with Su He who was sitting on her right.

"Mother-"

"Comrade Chen Meiqiu, gnashing your teeth."

"Eh eh eh——"

"Sister Zhen, take a closer look. Deputy Division Commander Chen's wife, Head Nurse Zhao Hong, is holding Comrade Chen Meiqiu's right arm with her left hand."

Sister-in-law Su He narrowed her bright eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

"Mother-"

"It really is--"

“Tsk, tsk, tsk—”

"She's not going to rush onto the stage, is she?"

"Look how scared the deputy division commander's wife is! She's holding on too tightly!"

Sister Li Huihua, the wife of Captain Wu Cheng of the Third Battalion of the Fifth Regiment, who was sitting on the right side of Sister Su He, looked closely upon hearing the sound and was startled by the ferocious look of Comrade Chen Meiqiu. She tilted her head and stretched her neck towards Sister Su He, and complained in a low voice.

"..."

"Shouldn't it be that bad—"

Mrs. Su He stammered in uncertainty in her response.

"Oh my god, isn't that the mainstay of the art troupe?"

"Their performance has already ended, why doesn't she follow the group behind their art troupe and take a seat to watch?"

"Why, why are you standing there on the stage?"

Sitting on the left side of the back row behind Sister Ling Zhen, the wife of Deputy Battalion Commander Li Jianhua of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment, Sister Xiang Dongrong, caught sight of Comrade Zhan Yanmei, who had a gloomy expression on her face. She was stunned and started to chatter in a low voice.

"Oh——"

"Oh my goodness, what does she want to do?"

"No one in this art troupe is in charge of her—"

Sister Dai Daqin, the wife of Battalion Commander Fang Linxing of the First Battalion of the First Regiment, heard what Sister Xiang Dongrong, who was sitting in the back row, said. She immediately looked towards the steps leading to the stage, and was shocked. She asked, "What's going on?"

"But, but it's not——"

"besides."

"Look at the eyes of the other unmarried lesbians present—"

"Oh my god!!!"

"Everyone, go to Deputy Captain Lu, the Lively King of Hell, and keep an eye on him."

"They all look like resentful goblins, as if they are about to tear down the stage."

"..."

Sister-in-law Qin Yan, the wife of Battalion Commander Chen Bin of the Second Battalion of the First Regiment, was dumbfounded for a while, then came to her senses after a long time and chattered in agreement.

At this moment, the applause from the audience was like thunder, as if it would break through the sky; however, three atmospheres were fighting each other in the audience like surging waves.

The first atmosphere came from the soldiers, the army leaders and Lu Chenting's family. It was full of joy and heartfelt blessings. Those warm blessings were like the warm sunshine, shining on the twelve soldiers on the stage.

The second atmosphere was from those who admired Deputy Captain Lu Chenting. Sorrow and anger were intertwined, like a dark cloud, covering the entire scene.

The third atmosphere is the worry from the vast majority of military wives in the family compound. The heavy worry weighs on the hearts of the wives like a huge rock, making them anxious.

"it is good--"

"Next, today's twelve brides-in-law will take the stage."

"Comrades, leaders, relatives, sisters-in-law, blessings, warm applause ring out--"

The noisy host started to get excited again.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Clap clap clap..."

Zhou Xinmei, Zhou Miao, Pan Xiaoyue, Yu Lili and other eleven new brides who had been carefully dressed up came on stage in an orderly manner.

Their bright red lips are like ripe cherries, and their rosy blush is like the sunset glow in the sky; they fully display the shyness that each of them should have as a new bride.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"They are all handsome——"

"Clap clap clap..."

He clapped his hands vigorously towards Sister Dongrong, and couldn't help but shout at the top of his voice as if no one was around.

"Clap clap clap..."

"If I had known earlier, I would have just gotten the marriage certificate and not held a wedding banquet."

"What a loss! A huge loss! Look at how fashionable they are."

"The makeup is so pretty, wow..."

Sister Dai Daqin was filled with envy. She clapped her hands vigorously and muttered in a high-pitched voice.

"Oh my god—"

"Why, the flowers are all the same."

"So beautiful—"

"..."

Sister-in-law Ling Zhen was so excited that she almost whistled.

"It's terrible, it's terrible—"

"How come all of them have become the mainstays of the art troupe?"

Sister Lin Bing, the wife of Captain Xu Zhengyou of the Sixth Regiment's Ground Battalion, who is usually timid and submissive, now lets herself go, opens her voice and starts chattering.