Reborn as a Tough Army Wife Novel – Carry the Bride Sitting on the earthen kang, Fang Pingying, under the dim light, looked around the room with a bewildered face, hardly daring to believe everything she saw before her eyes. She found herself in a house built of adobe bricks, with mottled ocher walls, and she was sitting on an earthen kang she had not slept on for many years, yet all this seemed so familiar, as if it had existed in her memory. Outside the room, there came a burst of noisy clamor, but Fang Pingying couldn’t hear any of it.
She only remembered that she fell ill alone in a rental room in the city, sick for nearly half a year, and when the oil ran out and the lamp died, she was filled with regret, but it was too late. She used to have a wonderful family, a considerate husband, and two beautiful and sensible daughters, but due to her dissatisfaction and vanity, she pushed away the man who had always protected her after marriage, step by step, until he was utterly disappointed in her.
A divorce letter cleanly severed the relationship between the two, and then she watched as he married another woman and had children, while she ended her life alone and miserably. Thinking of that moment, Fang Pingying’s heart was still in agony, and tears fell like broken beads, ceaselessly dripping down. She had so much regret… “Bang bang!” Suddenly there was a knock on the door from outside. Before Fang Pingying could respond, she saw a woman in her forties walk in from the outside.
Fang Pingying recognized her; it was her foster mother, Li Yuchun. However, in her memory, Li Yuchun should be over eighty years old this year, so why did she appear so young? For a moment, Fang Pingying’s mind was in utter chaos. Before she could think more, Li Yuchun had already walked in with a displeased face, and said with a huff, “What are you crying about? I’ve found such a good man for you, what’s there to be dissatisfied with?” As soon as Li Yuchun finished speaking, Fang Pingying’s younger sister, Li Yuchun’s biological daughter, Fang Xiu, also walked in from outside, with a few traces of mockery on the corner of her mouth, “Yeah, sister, Brother Zhiyong might have been injured during a mission, causing some inconvenience in his legs and feet, and might not be reused in the army in the future, but after all, he’s a battalion commander.
Even if he’s demobilized, he’ll surely live better than ordinary people.” While speaking, Fang Xiu’s face showed a trace of unwillingness, and she looked at Fang Pingying with a sneer, “Besides, if Brother Zhiyong hadn’t had this accident, do you think such a good man would fancy you?” At this moment, Fang Pingying’s mind was buzzing, completely unable to make out what these two were saying. The only thing that felt familiar to her was their words, which seemed like what they said when they first forced her to marry Luo Zhiyong.
Seeing Fang Pingying saying nothing but staring at them with a bewildered face, Fang Xiu grew impatient, gave her a harsh glare, then tugged at Li Yuchun and spoke unpleasantly, “Mom, I think she’s gone silly with joy. Let’s not bother with her. We should go out; the Luo Family’s wedding procession will arrive soon, and I haven’t even dressed up yet.” Watching the two leave and their figures disappearing through the door, then turning around to take a closer look at the unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar room and several large wooden cabinets, and a few big red ‘happiness’ characters on the wall, this was clearly the scene of her wedding day with Luo Zhiyong.
Fang Pingying finally realized, she had been reborn, and even more, she had returned to the day of her marriage to Luo Zhiyong. Could it be that the heavens had heard her repentance at the end of her previous life and given her a chance to start over? After confirming her rebirth, Fang Pingying’s heart was filled with immense excitement. Heaven knows how much she missed the years she and Luo Zhiyong lived together with their two daughters when she was leading a very wretched life as a single woman in her pa