A fierce wife enters the house: She helps up a house full of spineless people.

Wang Jinzhu was awakened by a series of loud cries.

She opened her eyes, her mind still a complete blank.

Where is this?

The first thing you see is an extremely simple bed, with only a clean but faded thin blanket. The most valuable thing in this room is probably her wedding dress!

Wasn't she pushed off a wall and killed by some bastard in the post-apocalyptic base while trying to grab a compressed biscuit? How did she end up here?

"I beg you! Mother! Father! Tianwei is only thirteen years old! You can't sell her!" A woman's heart-wrenching cry rang out, filled with desperate pleas.

"What are you crying for! You jinx! Eldest daughter-in-law, shut up! It's her good fortune to be able to give your precious nephew a better future! A good-for-nothing, raised to this age, should contribute something to the family by now!" A sharp and sarcastic old woman's voice rang out, full of vigor.

Wang Jinzhu rubbed her throbbing temples as a flood of memories, not her own, rushed in.

She crossed.

She transmigrated into the body of a girl also named Wang Jinzhu.

This girl was the daughter of a butcher. She had been well-fed since childhood and was quite robust. Unlike the girls in the village who weighed only 80 or 90 pounds, she weighed a full 120 pounds, which was considered an anomaly in those days.

But she fell for Chen Tianfang, the most handsome hunter in the neighboring village. Because Chen Tianfang was strong and good-looking, he was her type, so she didn't ask for any dowry and even paid her own dowry to marry him.

The original owner died of joy because she was so excited after marrying the person she loved.

Wang Jinzhu: "..."

Okay, being surrounded by disgusting zombies in the apocalypse every day, but having a handsome husband is a good deal.

She lifted the veil and looked outside.

The courtyard outside was in complete chaos.

A woman dressed in coarse cloth, her face filled with sorrow, was kneeling on the ground, tightly embracing a thin girl. This must be her mother-in-law, Chen Yuxiang, and her sister-in-law, Chen Tianwei.

A tall, honest-looking middle-aged man stood to the side, at a loss, wringing his hands and muttering, "Father, Mother, this can't be done!" This was her father-in-law, Chen Shi.

Standing before this pitiful couple was an elderly woman with gray hair and a mean-looking face, and an old man with his hands behind his back, watching coldly. These two were the Chen family's patriarch and patriarch.

The old lady was still clutching a wad of money, stuffing it into her bosom, muttering under her breath, "What do you mean 'can't we accept'? Shuyan's marriage is the most important thing! The young lady from the Shuzhai family said that the betrothal gifts must be increased by five taels of silver, otherwise she won't get out of the sedan chair, and the marriage won't happen! Shuyan is the only scholar in our Chen family, destined to become a high-ranking official! If your eldest son's family doesn't come up with a solution, don't blame us for being impolite!"

"But Tianwei is our own daughter!" Chen Yuxiang cried her heart out.

"What's wrong with my own daughter? A little girl will get married sooner or later. Selling her now can bring in five taels of silver for the family to pave the way for Shuyan. This is her good fortune!" Old Mrs. Chen said righteously.

Wang Jinzhu finally understood.

The story goes that when her cousin-in-law, Chen Shuyan, got married, the bride suddenly asked for more money, but her family didn't have any, so they had to sell her sister-in-law to raise the funds.

And what about her handsome husband?

Wang Jinzhu's gaze swept around the courtyard and she quickly found her target.

Chen Tianfang was kneeling beside his parents. This tall man, over six feet tall, looked like a child who had made a mistake, his head bowed, pleading in a muffled voice, "Grandma, please don't sell Tianwei. I'll go hunting in the mountains. I'll hunt a lot of game, and I'm sure I can scrape together five taels of silver!"

"You? By the time you've saved up enough, it'll be too late! Miss Liu wants a straight answer today. If you can't come up with the money, the marriage is off!" Old Mrs. Chen curled her lip, not believing him at all.

"Grandma, I beg you!" Chen Tianfang wanted to say something more.

"Please, please, please! All you do is beg! You useless thing!" Old Mrs. Chen got angry looking at her disobedient grandson and stretched out her withered, chicken-claw-like hand to scratch Chen Tianfang's face.

"hiss--"

Chen Tianfang didn't dodge, and two bloody marks instantly appeared on his muscular cheek.

Wang Jinzhu's pupils suddenly contracted.

Her people!

In the apocalypse, she was fiercely protective of her food; no one else could touch anything she claimed as her territory, whether it was a person or an object.

This Chen Tianfang looks exactly like her; from today onwards, he's hers.

That old hag, how dare she touch her man right in front of her? And she even tried to disfigure him?

Wang Jinzhu's anger flared up instantly.

She had originally wanted to observe the family further to see what kind of people they were, but now it seemed unnecessary.

She married a bunch of good-for-nothings, but the rest of the family were all awful.

Especially that biased old lady and the old man who hadn't said a word.

Seeing that Old Mrs. Chen's claws were about to strike Chen Tianfang's face again, Wang Jinzhu couldn't bear it any longer.

She walked a few steps to the door and pulled open the creaking wooden door.

The original owner was the daughter of a butcher, so she was quite strong and had a sturdy build. The skills and strength that Wang Jinzhu honed in the apocalypse made this body full of explosive power.

"Stop it, all of you!"

A clear yet angry voice rang out, instantly silencing the chaotic courtyard.

All eyes turned to the doorway.

The newlywed eldest daughter-in-law stood there, dressed in red, hands on her hips. Unlike the other girls in the village who were frail and delicate, she was even somewhat plump. But with her bright yet angry face, she didn't appear bloated at all; instead, she exuded an indescribable sense of oppression.

Especially those eyes, which were incredibly bright, as if they were burning with fire, making people feel scared.

Grandma Chen's hand, which was raised in mid-air, froze.

She stared blankly at her new granddaughter-in-law, not reacting for a moment.

"You new bride, what are you doing out here instead of staying inside? You have no manners! Get back inside right now!" Old Mrs. Chen, having regained her senses, immediately turned her anger towards Wang Jinzhu.

Wang Jinzhu ignored her completely, walked straight to Chen Tianfang's side, reached out and touched the bloodstains on his face, her eyes turning cold.

"Does it hurt?" she asked.

Chen Tianfang was taken aback by her sudden action, his cheeks instantly turning red, and he stammered, "No...it doesn't hurt."

"It's broken skin, we need to treat it quickly, otherwise it will leave a scar and look bad." Wang Jinzhu said to herself, cursing the old woman a hundred times in her heart.

It would be such a loss if such a handsome face were disfigured.

She stood up, her cold gaze sweeping over Old Mrs. Chen and Old Mr. Chen, finally settling on the young man who had been hiding behind the crowd, wearing a brand-new long gown and looking impatient.

That must be Chen Shuyan.

"I think I heard someone say in the house just now that they were going to sell my sister-in-law to raise money for my cousin's dowry?" Wang Jinzhu's voice wasn't loud, but with her aura, it had an indescribable sense of oppression.