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“I am a soldier, I am loyal to my country, and my only duty in this life is to be a soldier. I will not do anything else, nor can I do anything else.” Zhan Beiqin scoffed at her statement.

"Oh, then I misspoke earlier. It wasn't my husband and I who started the business together; it was you watching me start it. Let's go."

Watching her start her business?

"I have no interest in what you're going to do; I'm going to stay home and read today."

“You said you’re a soldier. Reading so many books is just empty talk. I’ll take you to see the world. Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. Your legs are crippled and you can’t walk, so I’ll take you to see the world. Don’t be too touched. It’s what I should do as your wife.”

Since he was in a wheelchair and couldn't walk, Ren Rongzheng pushed his wheelchair and went straight out the door.

"Ren Rongzheng, I've already told you, I'm not going out today. Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

“We’re a newlywed couple. Yesterday, I went out alone and I heard people gossiping. You know how sharp-tongued those old women are.”

Everyone knows I'm childless, and they can say whatever they want, but during my honeymoon period I was always going out alone. I was afraid they'd gossip behind my back about how inadequate I was, so I was just putting on an act.

Ren Rongzheng!

Ren Rongzheng was pushing her wheelchair from behind, and she couldn't see his expression. Ren Rongzheng had a particularly smug and wicked grin on his face.

Are you angry, you jerk?

Is this the last straw? Then why are you still sitting in a wheelchair? If you're faking it, then stand up.

Ren Rongzheng pushed him around, making sure to go where there were lots of people. When he saw people, Ren Rongzheng would greet them warmly and proactively. Zhan Beiqin felt really ashamed and embarrassed.

“If we really have to go to the market, you push me to the military area, and I’ll have Li Kui drive.”

"I've already said we're newlyweds, isn't it nice to just enjoy time alone? Why do you have to bring in a third wheel? We don't need Li Kui or Zhang Fei, we have your wife here."

At this moment, Ren Rongzheng was pushing Zhan Beiqin forward, carrying a large bundle on his back, which contained the clothes that Sister Wang had given him.

Ren Rongzheng pushed Zhan Beiqin all the way to the market, and deliberately found a low-lying spot to push him in, then used stones to jam his wheelchair.

Then he opened the bundle, took out a large piece of cloth from it, spread it on the ground, and carefully placed the woven items that Sister Wang had given him on it.

Zhan Beiqin looked at her feet, then at Ren Rongzheng. He was, after all, a military region leader. Why push him over to help her set up a street stall?

"Ren Rongzheng, is this what you call starting a business? You want me to come with you to set up a stall at the market?"

“I’ve started selling clothes, what else is this if not entrepreneurship? My entrepreneurship is the real deal.”

"Push me back right now!"

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. I've already set up the stall, and there are a lot of people here. I advise you not to make things difficult for yourself. You're a disabled person. If you push your wheelchair around by yourself and get pushed and fall, and then get stepped on, it's really not safe."

"..."

Zhan Beiqin was seething with hatred at this moment; this woman was doing it on purpose!

"Come on, everyone! Fellow villagers, handsome men and beautiful women, don't miss out! Come and take a look!"

In this sweltering heat, military wives are sending warmth in advance. You're wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, which is bulky, inconvenient, and annoying. My sweater is as warm as a charcoal, windproof, slimming, and stylish.

We work late into the night, not to make money off you, but to make you look beautiful and radiant. There is true affection in this world. A military wife calls for you with every stitch. The bond between the military and the people is hidden in our hearts, but it is better to wear it directly.

Come and take a look! Fair prices, honest and trustworthy. Don't miss out, or you'll be disappointed when you go home. Don't hesitate, act now!

Ren Rongzheng was shouting and hawking her wares very loudly, and Zhan Beiqin felt particularly ashamed of himself. He wished he had a superpower that allowed him to disappear on the spot.

Ren Rongzheng is very handsome, and although Zhan Beiqin next to him is in a wheelchair and doesn't dare to look up, he is obviously a very handsome man.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Ren Rongzheng a "sweater beauty," which is why so many people came to watch.

"How much is this sweater?" one of the women among the people who had gathered around asked.

"This sweater isn't 28 or 18 yuan, it's only 9.8 yuan! You can take this beautiful sweater home right away!"

"Nine yuan and eighty cents?" Upon hearing this price, the woman immediately frowned. "That's too expensive. What woman can't knit a sweater? Who can buy it at such a high price? No, no."

As the woman put down her sweater and was about to leave, Ren Rongzheng immediately and affectionately grabbed her hand.

“Beautiful sister, you are mistaken. Everyone can cook, but not everyone can cook. Just like this sweater, everyone can knit, but not everyone has the skill.”

This beautiful lady is clearly a thrifty and hardworking woman. You must be an expert! Look at the needlework, and the style. No expert could say anything wrong with it. The key is that a good saddle deserves a good horse, and good clothes deserve a beautiful woman.

"With a face as striking as yours, if you wore that outfit, even fish would sink two meters. And if you wore this sweater in winter, the fish would all sink to the bottom of the lake. Beautiful lady, you can't just look at her; the key is how she looks on you. Just look at me!"

As Ren Rongzheng spoke, she immediately put on the sweater. Because she was indeed beautiful, she looked good in the sweater. After putting it on, she twirled in front of the woman.

"Look at me, I'm not even half as good-looking as you, but I look good in this outfit, let alone a beautiful lady like you. And the elasticity of this sweater is beyond imagination. Come on, let my husband show you now."

After saying that, Ren Rongzheng quickly took off his sweater and handed it to Zhan Beiqin, who turned green with anger and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Ren Rongzheng, in the sweltering summer heat, is he really supposed to wear a women's sweater in public?!