Reborn and hastily married to a military officer, the aloof beauty's medical skills bring prosp

On the 22nd day of the 11th month of the Gengshen year, a Yin day, it is auspicious for marriage and engagement, but inauspicious for weddings, breaking ground, and digging wells.

Unfortunately, firecrackers were set off early in the morning in Zhangjiagou. Red "double happiness" characters were pasted on the doors of the dilapidated old houses at the west end of the village, and dirty, broken lanterns hung on the crooked trees next to them, rattling loudly in the cold wind. The firecrackers left a small patch of red residue. Mu Bo'ai, the eldest uncle of the Mu family, lit his pipe, squatted by the broken threshold, and frowned as he peered into the backyard.

Despite being a joyous wedding celebration, the courtyard was deserted and desolate, with no one in attendance. Only the lecturing voices of a middle-aged woman from the back room grew louder and louder.

"The old almanac says you shouldn't get married, but I had someone specifically calculate it, and it turns out your destiny is against the norm, so you have to do the opposite of what people do!"

"Huaixi, Huaixi, I'm talking to you!"

Mu Huaixi sat on the cold wooden bed, looking around the old house's rooms that felt both strange and familiar, unable to distinguish whether this was a dream or a replay of events before her death. Just moments ago, Zhang Hongwei had raised a knife to kill her, and she had had enough of being beaten every few days. She closed her eyes and ran straight into him, but when she opened them again, she was back in the old house, seemingly on the day she was to be married.

She felt a sharp pain in her arm and looked up to see her aunt Zhang Shaozi's annoying face, only decades younger. Her aunt pinched her again, saying, "You can't act like that in the Zhang family anymore. You have to listen carefully to everything your mother-in-law says!"

Mu Huaixi gasped in pain, but secretly she was delighted. This was no dream!

She really came back!

Seeing that her originally aloof face was somewhat endearing even with her slightly furrowed brows, Zhang Shaozi felt even more displeased. She pursed her lips and put the lipstick she had just taken out back. "You're going to be someone's daughter-in-law soon, so stop thinking about dressing up all the time. Normal families don't like people who are too glamorous. Be simple and elegant."

Mu Huaixi could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her pout. Her aunt had a flat nose and small eyes, and even though she married her uncle, the children she had were all plain-looking. So she labeled all good-looking women as vixens and had talked badly about countless people behind their backs.

She inherited her parents' good looks, but her aunt disliked her from a young age. Since her grandfather passed away and she moved into her uncle's house, she had never worn clothes other than black and gray. Her aunt would insist that her three-white eyes were bad luck for her parents and that her upturned eyes were bad luck for her relatives, and that only hard work could atone for her sins.

At that time, she was young and believed it all, thinking that she was responsible for the deaths of her parents and grandfather, and she cried every night. Afraid of further bothering her uncle's family, she moved to the woodshed in the backyard and got up before dawn to work. But her aunt was still not satisfied, blaming her for her cousin's illness and her cousin's poor grades. Zhang Shaozi beat and scolded her daily, most familiar with the "pinching," but her aunt praised her highly in public, partly for her reputation, and partly because she probably already had the idea of ​​using her marriage to gain benefits.

Years later, Mu Huaixi finally understood that she had been manipulated by her aunt. Her parents died saving people during the flood; they were heroes. Her grandfather fell off a cliff while collecting herbs; it was an accident. She shouldn't punish herself for these things.

Reflecting on her foolishness over the years, Mu Huaixi couldn't help but sigh softly, which infuriated her aunt, who frowned and scolded, "What are you sighing for? Don't sigh away the Zhang family's good fortune!"

"Don't listen to the nonsense people are talking about. Although Zhang Hongwei has a problem with one eye, he's a good man! He went to high school and will be able to take over the family business next year. He'll be a permanent employee at the county textile factory then. You'll be living a life of luxury if you marry him!"

"I had to ask around to find this marriage, so you'd better remember how good your family is to you!"

Mu Huaixi sneered inwardly. Zhang Hongwei had lost his left eye in a firecracker when he was a child, and his other eye was also blurry. He said he had attended high school, but he was expelled in his second year. He spent his days loafing around on the streets, stealing chickens, fighting, and brawling. He had just been released after serving two years in prison.

Zhang Hongwei had a bad reputation and couldn't find a wife in the county. His mother wanted him to marry a pretty woman to settle down, so she gave him two thousand yuan to look for a wife in the countryside. No one knows how his aunt got the news, but she managed to arrange this "good marriage".

Two thousand yuan!

Even twenty years later, her wages from odd jobs were only two or three thousand yuan, and not a single penny of that money went to her. Her aunt didn't even prepare a dowry for her, and just sent her into that hellhole!

A year later, she learned that the two thousand yuan had all been spent on her cousin, Mu Huaimin, to buy him a job in the transportation team, build him a new house, and help him marry a good wife.

“Huaixi, your mother-in-law is a very open-minded person. She said that if you have two children in three years and three in five years, maybe one of them will take your surname, and your family line won’t be cut off,” Zhang Shaozi patted her shoulder. “Alright, you stay here, I’ll go greet my niece’s husband!”

I have to say that my eldest aunt knows how to handle her. Back then, she was blinded by this illusory "big cake" and tolerated everything until she couldn't bear it anymore. And she and Zhang Hongwei had no children at all. Zhang Hongwei lost his job for molesting the factory director's sister-in-law. When he was drunk and crazy, he kicked her and caused her to miscarry. Later, she ran away many times and was caught. Zhang Hongwei had already found another concubine. If he caught her, he would either ask for money or beat her up. How could he have a child.

"Huai Xi, Mu Huai Xi!"

An urgent call came from the back window. Mu Huaixi turned her head and saw her third cousin, Mu Zhao, waving at her. Only then did she remember that there had been such a thing on her wedding day: Mu Zhao wanted to take her away from the wedding.

My uncle's family has three daughters and one son. My two older cousins ​​got married early. Mu Huaimin is my aunt's darling, and her "unlucky" status is something to be avoided. Only Mu Zhao is on good terms with her, and she would occasionally bring her steamed buns or pancakes. Most of her clothes are hand-me-downs from Mu Zhao.

"Mu Huaixi! Hurry! It'll be too late if we don't leave now!"

Mu Huaixi's eyes stung with tears as she recalled how in her past life, Mu Zhao had taken her up the mountain, only to have her captured and brought back shortly afterward. That very night, she was beaten and scolded by Zhang Hongwei and couldn't even get up for her return visit. She heard that Mu Zhao hadn't fared any better, and perhaps fearing further repercussions, the two barely spoke to each other when they met again.

In this life, she would not implicate her cousin. Mu Huaixi suddenly stood up, closed and locked the window, and let Mu Zhao anxiously pound on the window frame. She took a deep breath, pulled out the wooden hairpin that was pinned to the back of her hair, unscrewed it, and took out the gold needles that her grandfather had left her, holding them all in her hand.

She had made up her mind. Rather than being tormented to death after marrying into the family, she would rather gouge out Zhang Hongwei's good eyes today and end this farce!

There was a commotion of footsteps outside the door. Mu Huaixi kept a close eye on it, and when the old wooden door creaked open, she leaped high into the air and stabbed down hard at the person who came in.

Hatred drew her bow to its fullest extent, and she shot out like an arrow, only to collide with a stranger's face!

The person outside wasn't Zhang Hongwei!