Reborn in the 1970s, remarried to a powerful but childless man, her scumbag husband is furious.

"Say what you just said again." Huo Yanchuan pressed Wenrou against the wall, his tone filled with suppressed anger and warning.

Wenrou was held captive by Huo Yanchuan, and she could feel the hands on her waist were like iron clamps, pinching her waist so hard they felt like they were about to break it.

Seeing how angry Huo Yanchuan was, Wenrou knew that he had taken her joke seriously.

She felt a little guilty and a little wronged.

"Why are you angry? Shouldn't I be the one who's angry? I haven't even brought up the fact that you've been attracting unwanted attention from other women."

She spoke gently, then reached out and pinched his arm hard.

Before Huo Yanchuan could speak, Wenrou questioned him, "Tell me honestly, what's your relationship with that woman from earlier? How long have you known each other?"

Huo Yanchuan was taken aback, then frowned and asked, "I don't even know her name, how long could we have known each other?"

After saying that, seeing that Wenrou was silent, he let go of her hand, turned around, and prepared to leave.

"Since you don't care, I'll go find that performing arts troupe now."

When Wenrou heard that he was going to find another woman, she quickly reached out and grabbed his arm.

"I was just joking, don't go."

Although she knew Huo Yanchuan was just saying it in anger, Wenrou couldn't accept it when she heard him say he was going to find another woman, and she couldn't even say it out loud.

She regretted it now; she shouldn't have blurted out those words.

Huo Yanchuan chuckled after hearing her words. Although his expression remained cold, his mood improved somewhat.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't care if I went to see other women?" Huo Yanchuan retorted.

As he spoke, he gently let go of Wenrou's hand that was gripping his arm.

Wenrou finally realized what it felt like to have shot herself in the foot, and could only anxiously say, "How could I not care? You're my man. If you dare to look at other women in front of me, I'll make you a eunuch."

Huo Yanchuan was quite pleased with her words, so he leaned forward and whispered in her gentle ear, "Then you'll prove it in a bit."

Wenrou quickly understood Huo Yanchuan's meaning, and even though they were an old married couple, she couldn't help but blush.

Although the room was dark, Wenrou could feel Huo Yanchuan's burning gaze upon her.

Wenrou reached out and placed her hand on Huo Yanchuan's belt. Her fingers struggled for a while before she heard a click.

Then, she unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time, took off his shirt, and then leaned in and kissed his lips.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" Wenrou asked softly, her face flushed.

This was the first time she had taken the initiative, and she was so nervous that her tongue was trembling.

"Not bad." Huo Yanchuan smiled and spoke softly.

Actually, he had already been unable to resist when I was gently taking off his clothes and tracing the skin of his chest with my fingertips.

But considering that this was Wenrou's first time taking the initiative, he had to persist for a while longer.

His original idea was good, but he did underestimate his wife's charm.

Wenrou, whether intentionally or not, stirred things up around him without any rhyme or reason, doing almost entirely according to her own preferences.

Huo Yanchuan couldn't even last five minutes before giving up.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed Wenrou's waist with one hand, and threw her directly onto the bed.

The children were gently taken to the old man's place tonight, so it's just the two of them at home now.

Wenrou no longer needs to endure things like before. During this period, Huo Yanchuan had been holding back for a long time because she was busy with work.

Today, thanks to this opportunity, Huo Yanchuan finally doesn't have to hold back anymore, but Wenrou is in a terrible situation.

At first, she was able to follow Huo Yanchuan's rhythm, but later she couldn't help herself and would try to get out of bed and escape whenever she had the chance.

"Wife, where are you going?" Huo Yanchuan saw through Wenrou's thoughts at a glance and reached out to grab her ankle before she could, pulling her back.

"Honey, I was wrong, please forgive me," she pleaded softly, panting.

Huo Yanchuan is currently thirty years old and full of vigor; when he gets going, he's absolutely terrifying.

Finally, her gentle voice became hoarse, and she felt as if she had been pulled out of a pool of water, her whole body limp and without any strength.

After eating his fill, Huo Yanchuan happily embraced Wenrou and went to wash up.

"By the way, my second brother will probably be back next week. We'll go back to our hometown together and hold his wedding." After lying on the bed, Wenrou leaned against Huo Yanchuan and started talking about serious matters.

Huo Yanchuan hummed in agreement. "I'll have someone take you and the children there first. I'll go back after I finish dealing with things at work."

Wenrou also knew that his current job was very important. He not only had to deal with the operations department, but he also had to manage the intelligence group.

So he nodded and said, "Then the children and I will wait for you in our hometown."

They hadn't been back for several years, and she wouldn't have gone back if her parents hadn't wanted to hold her second brother's wedding in their hometown for the sake of celebration.

But considering that there won't be many more opportunities to go back in the future, I'll just leave it at that.

Wenrou waited in Beijing for several days and finally received news that Wen Jinian had returned.

Wen Jinian had just returned to Beijing, but instead of going back to the transport team immediately, he went directly to Tan Lin's place.

When Wenrou couldn't wait for him, she guessed that he must have gone to find Tan Lin first.

Thinking that the young couple had finally met and must have a lot to talk about, I decided not to disturb them.

When Wen Jinian arrived at the door, he found it locked. He waited for a long time but still didn't see Tan Lin.

Seeing that it was already late, he simply went directly to Tan Lin's workplace.

He stood at the door for more than an hour before he saw Tan Lin push her bicycle out.

She's been working overtime these past few days, so she doesn't get back until this time.

She turned on her flashlight and was about to ride her bicycle home when she suddenly felt a resistance on the back of her bicycle, as if someone was pulling on the back of her bicycle.

She was suddenly startled. After all, it was this late, and there weren't many people on the road. If she encountered any bad guys, she would definitely be doomed.

Fortunately, she had learned some military boxing in the military compound before, so she knew how to deal with this situation.

So she calmed down, suddenly turned around, raised her foot, and kicked the person behind her hard in the groin.

Just as Wen Jinian was about to step forward to speak, he saw his wife suddenly kick him.

He was so frightened that he quickly used his hand to block Tan Lin's foot, preventing her from kicking him in a vital area.

"Linlin." Wen Jinian's voice came at this moment.

Hearing the voice, Tan Lin was startled. "Wen Jinian?"

She never expected that Wen Jinian would actually come back.

Hearing his familiar voice, her nose suddenly stung, and she felt like crying.

For more than two months, she was constantly on edge, fearing that he might encounter danger in the Soviet Union.

She had been hoping he would come back soon, but when she actually saw him return, she could hardly believe it was real.

"Wife, if you had kicked any faster just now, we probably would have been childless." Wen Jinian said with lingering fear, his tone teasing and his face smiling.

He came straight here after returning from abroad, without even having time to change his clothes.

"So you finally decided to come back?" Tan Lin burst into tears at that moment, feeling wronged.

Wen Jinian was startled by her crying, and he knew that he had made Tan Lin worry.

Seeing her crying like this, his heart ached, and he couldn't help but step forward and hug her.

"I'm sorry, honey, I made you worry this time. I promise it won't happen again."

Wen Jinian hugged Tan Lin and kept apologizing. Although he was tired and had suffered a lot on the way, he felt that all the suffering was worth it when he saw Tan Lin.

Tan Lin was held in Wen Jinian's arms, and she wiped her tears on his clothes.

She reached out and gently slapped his arm. "You said it yourself. If you dare to do it again, I'll remarry."

Upon hearing her words, Wen Jinian hugged her even tighter.

"No way, you'll always belong to me, Wen Jinian. We've already registered our marriage."

Although there weren't many people on the road at this time, it wasn't appropriate for the two of them to be hugging like that on the street.

After Tan Lin finished crying, she looked up at Wen Jinian, wiped away her tears, and said, "Let's go home first."

Wen Jinian responded and then straddled the bicycle, waiting for Tan Lin to get on.

Just as Tan Lin was about to sit in the back seat, Wen Jinian picked her up and put her on the horizontal bar in front.

"Sit in front, I'll hold you so you'll stay warm."

It was still windy at night. When Wen Jinian saw that Tan Lin was dressed lightly and her hands were cold when he first touched her, he felt even more sorry for her.

Seeing this, Tan Lin didn't hesitate and went to sit down in front.

With Wen Jinian holding her, she felt much warmer.

She felt the familiar warmth emanating from Wen Jinian, and only then did she truly believe that he had really returned this time.

When they arrived at her doorstep, Tan Lin got out of the car and used her keys to open the door.

Wen Jinian parked his bicycle and went inside.

Knowing that Tan Lin probably hadn't eaten yet, he took off his coat, washed his hands, and went into the kitchen as soon as he entered the door.

Soon, three dishes and a soup were served, all of which were Tan Lin's favorite foods.

"Are you hungry? Come and eat." Wen Jinian served Tan Lin her rice and said to her.

Tan Lin walked over, sat down, and picked up her chopsticks to eat.

She was really hungry; if it weren't for Wen Jinian, she probably would have just eaten something random for dinner.

After dinner, Wen Jinian went to the kitchen to clean up, while Tan Lin stood at the door watching him.

"Honey, guess how much money I made on this trip to the Soviet Union?" Wen Jinian couldn't wait to share the good news with Tan Lin.

Although he did encounter some troubles abroad, fortunately he has returned home safely.

He discovered a new business opportunity, so he took a chance and unexpectedly earned nearly 10,000 yuan.

He could have earned even more if he hadn't been trapped.

Tan Lin didn't really care how much he earned; her biggest wish was for him to come back safely.

Seeing how happy Wen Jinian was, Tan Lin didn't want to spoil his mood, so she asked, "How much did you earn?"

Wen Jinian wiped his hands, walked over, put his arm around Tan Lin's shoulder, held up one finger, and said excitedly, "Nearly ten thousand yuan."

Upon hearing this, Tan Lin couldn't help but widen her eyes, "How come there are so many?"

She never expected Wen Jinian to earn so much money.

If she went by herself, she definitely wouldn't have earned this much.

Wen Jinian pulled Tan Lin down to sit and told her about his experiences in the Soviet Union over the past two months.

After listening, Tan Lin couldn't help but show a hint of admiration in her eyes.

She knew Wen Jinian was outstanding, but she didn't expect him to be this amazing.

At this moment, she was also very glad that she had chosen such an excellent man.

That evening, the two lay in bed discussing going home.

With only about ten days left, it's time for them to go home and prepare for their wedding.

"Okay, I'll get ready tomorrow, and we'll go home the day after tomorrow."

Wen Jinian made a lot of money this time, which gave him more confidence.

He promised to give Tan Lin a grand and glamorous wedding, and he will definitely keep his word.

Back home, they were finally relieved to hear that Wen Jinian had returned.

After Wen Jinian took Tan Lin back, Wen Rou packed her things, asked for leave for both children, and got into the car arranged by Huo Yanchuan to go back to her hometown.

When she went back this time, she still bought gifts for her family.

As soon as Wenrou's car arrived at the village entrance, the Wen family received the news and were already waiting at the door.

Returning here again, my gentle state of mind is completely different from before.

At the village entrance, a group of people were still sitting and gossiping. When they saw Wenrou bringing the children home, they all rushed forward to greet her.

"Xiao Rou is back."

"Wow, Xiaorou has really changed a lot, she's getting prettier and prettier."

"Yes, Xiaorou is already pretty, and with a little makeup she looks even prettier. Most importantly, she's capable and can make money, a lot of money. She's really promising."

"That's right. I heard that the transport team pays its workers a base salary of one hundred yuan per month, and they also get a bonus at the end of the year. It's really amazing."

Hearing the compliments, Wenrou gave a perfunctory smile and said, "Auntie, madam, sisters-in-law, you all chat, I'm going home now."

After Wenrou left, they started discussing the events of that year again.

Of course, when talking about gentleness, Zhou Dayong's story is indispensable.

When Zhou Dayong's mother, He Cuihua, returned from outside, she heard the news that Wenrou had returned to the village and that her transportation team was making a lot of money.

Because of what happened before, his family could no longer hold their heads up in the village.

Now He Cuihua has lost her temper. In order to support her two young sons, she goes out to earn money from dawn to dusk every day, so tired that she can't even straighten her back.

Hearing that others could easily earn thousands or tens of thousands of yuan made her feel even worse.

Although they have nothing to do with Wenrou now, she can't help but think about her every time she hears villagers mention Wenrou.

If Wenrou is still their daughter-in-law, then all the money she earns must belong to their family.

But now, all of this can only be a dream.

Once they made a wrong step, there was no turning back.