Chapter 50

Since the incident with the cultural troupe, Xue Miaoyun found that her relationships with the other military wives had improved.

More and more people greeted her as she walked down the street. Though sometimes Xue Miaoyun found it a bit annoying, finding a few friends among them was still something to be happy about.

“Did you hear? The one from the cultural troupe, Yang Mei, I heard her parents took her back home.”

“Huh?” Xue Miaoyun was surprised. “Took her back?”

Were soldiers allowed to be taken away just like that?

“I heard she made a mistake and was dismissed, but she didn’t want to leave the army. So the cultural troupe had no choice but to call her parents to take her away.”

“She should have been kicked out long ago. These young girls think they can hook a rich husband just because of their looks…”

“Well, you can’t say that. Most of the girls in the cultural troupe are good, it’s just that Yang Mei had too high of expectations and set her sights on someone she couldn’t reach…”

Xue Miaoyun didn’t enjoy discussing this, so she quickly changed the subject.

“I heard that the military compound is preparing to send some of the eligible children to join the army?” She had heard about this from Cang Ling. No parents wanted to see their children wasting time in the countryside.

Some children in the compound had to go. A few years ago, they had been strict about implementing policies from the higher-ups, and the army had to take the lead in setting an example. So even the division commanders and brigade commanders’ children had to go to the countryside.

“Yes,” parents with children of age seemed a bit more cheerful when discussing this.

The conversation shifted to talk about their children, the ones that caused them the most worry.

Though Xue Miaoyun didn’t have children, she was always happy to listen to the parents talk about their kids.

That evening, Xue Miaoyun looked at Cang Ling, who was leaning against the headboard of the bed.

“What’s wrong?” Cang Ling had most of his attention focused on his wife.

“Did you have something to do with the cultural troupe incident?” Xue Miaoyun’s tone was very certain.

Cang Ling set down his book and glanced at her, seeing that she was quite serious.

“Yes, it was me.”

Xue Miaoyun stared at him for a while, then broke into a small laugh.

“Good job, Ah Ling.” She moved forward and kissed his lips.

Cang Ling froze for a moment, then quickly reached out, pulling her into his arms and kissing her sweet lips in return.

Their harmonious married life had just begun.

…

Time passed quickly, and Xue Miaoyun had been living in the military compound for a year. As the time for the college entrance exam recovery approached, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. The broadcasts in the house were always on, keeping her updated.

Naturally, Cang Ling noticed his wife’s unusual behavior. At first, he was concerned and asked her about it, but Xue Miaoyun couldn’t bring herself to tell him the truth. She only said that she had a feeling something big was going to happen.

Cang Ling, originally a staunch materialist, had started to waver due to the many “unexpected surprises” his wife had given him that weren’t exactly material.

When his wife was preoccupied with something, Cang Ling didn’t press her, but became more considerate in their daily life. It wasn’t long before he noticed something unusual.

“What’s this?” Xue Miaoyun looked at the item Cang Ling had taken out from the storage space. It was square-shaped.

Cang Ling tore off the outer packaging paper to reveal a stack of books—Chinese, mathematics, chemistry…

“You…”

“These should be what you need, Yun’er.” Cang Ling looked at her seriously.

Xue Miaoyun was somewhat at a loss for words. She didn’t actually doubt that Cang Ling wouldn’t support her, but she was just habitually quiet around him because she didn’t know how to express herself.

“…Thank you.”

“Did you hear about this from Zhao Meihua?” Cang Ling casually asked.

Xue Miaoyun froze for a moment, realizing, oh, right, there was this useful tool of hers, and she had completely forgotten about it. Was her mind not sharp enough after crossing over?

“No, it’s… I know some things about the future.” She wanted to say she had traveled back from several decades later, but that didn’t seem quite right. This world was a parallel one, more likely resembling the world in a book.

She felt mentally exhausted for a second.

“I… I don’t know how to tell you this,” Xue Miaoyun said softly, struggling to find the right words.

“Then don’t,” Cang Ling said, pulling her into a firm embrace. “As long as you don’t betray the country, and as long as you don’t leave me, you can do anything you want. No one has the right to stop you—not for any reason. Yun’er, I will always be your strongest support.”

Xue Miaoyun rested against his chest, her heart filled with emotion. Even in future generations, many men still saw marriage as a form of ownership—believing that once a woman married them, her life should revolve around their needs, her choices needing their approval.

And in this era, things weren’t any better. Marriage often felt like selling oneself.

When she crossed over to this world, she hadn’t planned on marriage at all. Cang Ling’s appearance had been completely unexpected. But now, she had no regrets.

She reached out and hugged his firm waist. “Ah Ling, thank you.”

The couple gazed at each other with affection. Xue Miaoyun didn’t try to hide it anymore and directly took out the books from her space. These were her textbooks from childhood, along with other books and magazines she had bought, a bit of everything. Her interests were wide, although often just to join in on the fun.

Cang Ling glanced at the books suddenly appearing and cautiously looked around. “Let’s go to the study.”

“Ah, okay.”

With a wave of her hand, everything disappeared again.

In the study, Xue Miaoyun took out all the books. She had previously stored everything in her space but hadn’t had the time to organize them. She was a sentimental person, or perhaps she had so little for herself in her past life that whenever she had the chance, she would keep old items.

This led to many things in her space being hers, but she couldn’t remember when she had acquired them.

Now she was taking them out to tidy up properly.

Cang Ling looked at the beautifully printed books in front of him. He quickly shifted his gaze away when he saw a woman on one cover wearing only a bikini.

Then his eyes landed on a magazine with the word “Weapons” on its cover.

What caught his attention even more was the photo at the bottom.

It was an airplane—no, a fighter jet.

Cang Ling instinctively reached for it.

He opened it, and his whole body was deeply shaken.

Xue Miaoyun carefully organized all the books she could use. The ones she couldn’t use couldn’t be tossed out either—after all, the print dates were marked, and these books couldn’t be shown to others.

“These are the weapons of the future?” Cang Ling’s eyes showed both shock and uncontrollable joy.

As a soldier, he was naturally very pleased to know that his country would possess such advanced weapons in the future.

Xue Miaoyun was momentarily stunned, then looked at the book in his hand and smiled.

“Yes, even more advanced than these, the Dongfeng series of missiles. They can cover the entire Earth. No one dares to challenge us.”

Cang Ling’s eyes sparkled. He understood his wife’s meaning. The future he had hoped for would come true, and it would far exceed expectations. This was truly wonderful news.