My little country wife whom I haven't seen for eight years has come to join the army

Zhou Ruoyu always firmly believes in this truth: one must never hold too much resentment.

This wasn't groundless talk, but rather a profound realization based on her own personal experience. She felt that it was her heavy resentment that triggered a series of bizarre events beyond her imagination.

"Travel" - like an invisible door, it opens quietly when resentment accumulates to a certain level, leading people into a completely unknown world and embarking on an incredible journey.

Zhou Ruoyu had just finished a social event at a drinking party and walked in to see: it was exactly one o'clock in the morning.

The White Bone Demon in the workplace may lack everything, but the only thing she has is material things.

She lives alone in a 200-square-meter apartment. The first thing she does when she gets home every day is to curse those difficult clients and denounce the endless overtime and social engagements.

After letting off some steam, I soaked in the spacious bathtub. The warm steam hit my face, and the alcohol took over. After removing the fatigue, I actually felt a little sleepy...

After an unknown amount of time, the water gradually grew colder, and she woke up with a shiver. She was dizzy and was about to get up. She wanted to put her hands on the edge of the bathtub to get up, but her hands were empty.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw, oh my god, this is not her big bathtub, how did it become a pond?

Oh no! This pond is so deep that I can't even reach the bottom!

After flapping for a while, Zhou Ruoyu suddenly remembered that he could swim. He quickly adjusted his posture to float up and then flapped upwards bravely.

Water splashed everywhere for a while. When he was able to float to the surface, he swam towards the shore in a daze. When he climbed ashore with difficulty, his strength had already disappeared and he fainted.

In the dim adobe house, Zhou Ruoyu gradually woke up. As her heavy eyelids opened and closed, the world in front of her became unrecognizable: the walls and ceiling were covered with newspapers, and a low-wattage incandescent lamp above her head was listlessly emitting a dim light, making everything in front of her look so shabby.

Just as I was trying to prop myself up, I heard a crisp "slap" sound coming from next door. It was the sound of a palm hitting my face, a "slap".

Then a woman's voice sobbed and argued, "How could I have known she was so stupid as to jump into the pond? Gu Changhong just wanted to be with her. If you want to blame her, blame her for having a seductive face and seducing men everywhere!"

Zhou Ruoyu gave up trying to get up and lay back down to collect his thoughts.

Obviously, this was no longer her 200-square-meter apartment. Because of the pain in her head, this was not a dream. The only possibility was that she had "traveled through time".

The pain in his head was caused by the original owner's memories of the past eighteen years flooding in like a tide.

After sorting out the original owner's memories for a long time, Zhou Ruoyu was greatly disappointed. The girl with the same name and surname as her turned out to be the child bride of her Lu family.

It was already the late 1960s, and child brides still existed. And she happened to be born into a child bride's family. How tragic.

When she was two years old, her mother, who could not bear the hard life, ran away.

Zhou Ruoyu's father, Zhou Lao Da, was injured and could not support her, so he entrusted her to the home of his good brother Lu Fuxiang, saying that he wanted her to be the wife of the fourth son of the Lu family, who was roughly the same age as her. In fact, he just wanted her to have something to eat and stay alive.

Lu Fuxiang and Zhou Lao Da were brothers who worked together in a black coal mine in the old society. Lu Fuxiang promised that as long as there was food in his family, Zhou Ruoyu would never starve to death, and he would let the young couple get married when she was sixteen years old.

What's even more tragic is that the fourth child of the Lu family, who was six years older than her, signed up for the army at the age of fourteen and ran away with a passing army.

Before leaving, he left a letter for his family, asking them to cancel the child marriage and resolutely resist feudal arranged marriages.

He was gone for eight years, and only one letter a year let his family know he was still alive.

How could the promise of getting married at the age of sixteen be fulfilled? Before Zhou Lao Da, who died of lung disease, closed his eyes, he held Lu Fuxiang's hand and said:

"Brother, if your fourth child dislikes this girl of mine, you can help her find another husband to marry, someone who can stutter."

Boss Zhou's words made Lu Fuxiang's face hurt. He patted his chest painfully and promised: "Brother, you can go with peace of mind. Xiaoyu came to my house when she was two years old and has been a member of my Lu family for a long time.

Don't worry, even if I have to catch it, I will bring it back and marry Xiaoyu."

This was the late 1960s. Life was difficult not only for the sickly Zhou but also for the Lu family with six children.

With four boys and two girls, they are a family that worries about their next meal after every meal.

Boss Zhou died, and Zhou Ruoyu became a kite with a broken string.

Now that Lu Laosi is hanging there without a trace, the villagers have started to talk about Zhou Ruoyu's future. After all, in this era of food and water shortage, Zhou Ruoyu is growing more and more fresh and tender, so juicy that you can almost squeeze water out of her.

This beautiful flower was favored by many young men, including the village chief's son Gu Changhong.

Lu Xiaohua, the youngest daughter of the Lu family, also dislikes her younger sister-in-law very much. She always thinks that her fourth brother left home because of Zhou Ruoyu's existence.

So, under Lu Xiaohua's constant coaxing, Gu Changhong was so bold as to want to have sex with Zhou Ruoyu by the pond.

Zhou Ruoyu fell into the water and drowned while struggling, and her body was taken over by a white-collar worker in the 21st century who also drowned in his own bathtub.

"Pa!" Another louder slap interrupted Zhou Ruoyu's thoughts.

What followed was Lu Fuxiang’s roar:

"Fuck you, you're lying to your dad!

That's your fourth sister-in-law. You and that bastard surnamed Gu colluded to do this. Today, I will break your legs!"

"What Fourth Sister-in-law? She is the dregs left over from the old society, a cancer!

If it weren't for her, how could my fourth brother have stayed away from home for so many years! Beat him up, but if you can't kill him, I'll report you to the commune!"

Wang Guizhen was also furious and interrupted her daughter harshly, "Xiaohua, what are you talking about? Everyone in the village knows that Xiaoyu is your fourth brother's wife. She came to our house when she was two years old. And you actually want to sue your father?"

"Yes, I will kill my own relatives for the sake of justice! You are committing a crime!

This is no longer the old society. What you are doing is... this is violently interfering with the freedom of marriage. It is a crime! You can go to jail!"

There was another chaotic scene of fighting and escaping. Lu Xiaohua was beaten again and cried loudly. Lu Fuxiang scolded her and Wang Guizhen pulled her away. The scene was very messy.

"Uncle!"

A low call came from the door of the inner room. It was soft and gentle, but the sound was like thunder into Lu Fuxiang's ears.

The family of three froze in place, looking at Zhou Ruoyu who was holding onto the door frame with awkward expressions.

She had a smooth, white, oval face, with curly, straight eyelashes drooping, covering her bright and crystal eyes. Her cheeks were slightly red due to weakness, making her look like a newly blooming flower.

Wang Guizhen, who was in her forties, reacted quickly. She stepped forward, held her arm, and asked with concern, "Are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Go back and lie down. Auntie will make you some porridge later."

White porridge, a good thing you only see once a year, made Lu Xiaohua furious again when she heard it: "Mom, she has been eating and drinking for free in our house for so many years. My fourth brother obviously doesn't want her anymore. Do we still have to keep her?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the room fell silent under the dim light.

"Xiaoyu, go back to your room and have a good sleep. Tomorrow morning, your aunt and I will take you to Lao Si's unit. No one can blame you for this marriage!"

After smoking several bags of dry tobacco, Lu Fuxiang finally knocked on the remaining ashes in the pipe bowl and made a sound in the dark corner.