Chapter 1: Traveling through 1978

In 1978, the family compound of the Sijiucheng Military Region.

In the cold winter, several women in navy blue cotton jackets stretched their necks to look at the stairs on the third floor.

Why is the new wife of Captain Wen upstairs so quiet today? Is she in trouble?”

What could be wrong? The doctor said it was just a cut on her head. It will heal in a few days. Do you want her to come down and make a scene?”

Forget it. It’s just pitiful that Captain Wen has a bright future, but he married a woman like Shen Sangyu.

She got a head injury a few days ago. Who knows what kind of trouble this wife will make when Captain Wen comes back!”

At this time, Shen Sangyu, the object of the discussion of the group of women, stood expressionlessly in the corridor, worrying about the honeycomb coal that would not light no matter what.

Shen Sangyu could never have imagined that she would suddenly die at her workplace last night after she had just finished developing a new aerospace fighter plane and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest.

When she opened her eyes again, she became the new daughter-in-law Shen Sangyu.

Shen Sangyu spent a day sorting out the original owner’s memory.

The original owner Shen Sangyu’s mother died early, and her father died of cancer three months ago.

Before his death, he entrusted his daughter to his subordinate Wen Qingchuan, but the original owner looked down on Wen Qingchuan.

Wen Qingchuan was eight years older than her and came from a mountainous rural area.

There were three brothers and sisters in the family, and the family depended on him for support. Even the betrothal money for marriage was scraped together by this man.

The original owner was arrogant and looked down on the other party. The most important thing was that the original owner had a white moonlight in his heart.

Before getting married, he even thought about eloping with the white moonlight, but why did he not elope successfully in the end?

Shen Sangyu searched the original owner’s memory, as if it was broken, and couldn’t remember anything.

As for how the original owner died, Shen Sangyu touched the big cut on his forehead and sighed deeply.

The original owner was very capable of committing suicide because he had a powerful father!

Three days ago, the original owner suddenly had an argument with Zhou Xinghua from the art troupe.

When he was excited, he reached out and pushed Zhou Xinghua. As a result, Zhou Xinghua did not fall down, but he fell down the stairs, and his head was cut.

Last night, the wound became inflamed and he had a high fever and fainted. When he woke up again, the body in this body became Shen Sangyu, a genius military researcher in the 21st century.

But Shen Sangyu felt that he was about to die. He was almost starved to death!

She lay in bed for a day after she came here, feeling dizzy and hungry, but the room was cold and deserted. It was evening and Wen Qingchuan still hadn’t come back.

Shen Sangyu got up from the bed with a heavy head and light feet. After searching in the cabinet for a long time, she only found a bowl of rice.

But even so, Shen Sangyu smacked her lips, as if she had smelled the fragrance of rice, and her saliva flowed out of her mouth unconsciously.

She was so hungry!

In her memory, the original owner was spoiled. Before her father died, she waited for her father to come back every day to cook for her, or she would take the money to go to the restaurant.

Not to mention housework, she had never even entered the kitchen. Before she crossed over, she was admitted to university at the age of thirteen and graduated from university at the age of fifteen.

After graduation, she was ordered to enter a special base to do research. Her food, clothing, housing and transportation were all arranged by the state. She had even less life experience than the original owner.

She fought wits and courage with the honeycomb coal stove for most of the day. Finally, after half an hour, a puff of white smoke finally came out of the stove.

However, before she could be happy, the sparks that had just started became weaker and weaker, and when they were about to go out, Shen Sangyu suddenly saw a lot of branches in the corridor, and simply picked them up and put them all in the stove.

Not long after, the honeycomb coal did not burn, but there seemed to be more white smoke.

Shen Sangyu’s face, which was blackened by the smoke, flashed a trace of confusion, blinked, and was at a loss.

On the other side, Wen Qingchuan and Shen Xu finally rushed back in a dusty state.

Wen Qingchuan’s feet were flying, and Shen Xu could not keep up. He couldn’t help complaining: “You are worried about your sister-in-law, don’t worry, didn’t you ask Sister Lin to take care of her before you left? She will be fine.”

“Whose house is on fire!”

Suddenly, a scream came from the family building not far away, and Wen Qingchuan and Shen Xu looked up at the same time.

Regiment, commander, that seems to be your house…”

Before he finished speaking, Wen Qingchuan had already walked upstairs quickly.

The family courtyard he was assigned to was the first room at the corner of the third floor.

At this moment, thick smoke was billowing out of the third floor and all the family members went downstairs.

Wen Qingchuan didn’t see Shen Sangyu, and his heart tightened. His steps became faster and faster.

However, when he ran home worriedly, he saw a group of weak and helpless figures squatting beside the stove, frantically passing wet branches from the previous day.

Wen Qingchuan’s forehead was exposed with veins, and he asked in a calm tone: “Shen Sangyu, what are you doing?”

Shen Sangyu turned back subconsciously when she heard the voice. Under the white smoke, the man had an upright figure, wearing a green stand-up collar military uniform, with wide eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed into a straight line, seeming a little unhappy.

This is her current husband, Wen Qingchuan.

Shen Sangyu didn’t care about Wen Qingchuan’s expression. Her dark little face suddenly bloomed with a smile, and her deer-like eyes were ecstatic.

Shen Sangyu stood up quickly, but because of severe hypoglycemia, she was dizzy and dizzy. When she saw that her face was about to fall to the ground, Wen Qingchuan quickly hugged her.

“Wen, Wen Qingchuan, you are finally back. If you hadn’t come back, I would have starved to death.”

Shen Sangyu was not sad about her sudden death at work. She also accepted it well when she traveled back to the era when food, clothing, housing and transportation required tickets and letters of introduction.

But why did she travel back in time, but she was the only one who starved to death within 24 hours?

The more Shen Sangyu thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and her tears fell.

“I want to make porridge, but the stove is only smoking but not igniting. What’s going on?”

Wen Qingchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the wet firewood that was still emitting green smoke.

He didn’t explain, but said, “Your head injury hasn’t healed yet. Go in and rest first, I’ll cook.”

Shen Sangyu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and hurried back to bed. After a while, she smelled the fragrance of rice. “It’s time to eat.”

Shen Sangyu fell on the bed half asleep and half awake. When she heard the voice, Wen Qingchuan had already brought a bowl of millet porridge and pickles from nowhere into the room.

When Shen Sangyu heard the voice, she opened her eyes instantly and rushed to the dining table at the fastest speed in her life.

Wen Qingchuan also sat down, but he sat a little far from Shen Sangyu.

Shen Sangyu drank a mouthful of porridge, and her stomach immediately felt warm. After touching her stomach, Shen Sangyu instantly felt alive.

She was about to thank Wen Qingchuan, but found that Wen Qingchuan was far away from her.

At this time, Shen Sangyu’s mind suddenly came up with the fact that the original owner looked down on Wen Qingchuan.

Not only did he dislike the sweaty smell of Wen Qingchuan coming back from training every day, but he also did not allow Wen Qingchuan to eat with him.

Shen Sangyu, who was originally going to ask Wen Qingchuan why he sat so far away, stopped talking instantly.

She could only lower her head and drink the rice porridge in her mouth in small sips in silence.

There was not much rice at home, and the porridge was not sticky. Shen Sangyu didn’t know whether it was Wen Qingchuan’s good skills or she was hungry for too long.

She always felt that this was the most delicious bowl of porridge she had ever eaten.

Wen Qingchuan, who was standing by, had been observing Shen Sangyu silently.

When Shen Sangyu had finished her bowl of porridge, Wen Qingchuan suddenly asked, “I’m sorry, I had an emergency mission last night and left without saying hello to you.”

“Ah? It’s okay.” Shen Sangyu answered subconsciously.

But when she thought of the original owner’s exquisite personality, Shen Sangyu subconsciously glanced at Wen Qingchuan.

Sure enough, the look in Wen Qingchuan’s eyes was much more serious than usual. Shen Sangyu’s heart skipped a beat.

Then an idea came to her, and she slammed the bowl in her hand on the table with a bang: “What are you looking at?

What does your emergency mission have to do with me? Do you want me to care about my husband like the military wives in the family compound? Don’t even think about it!”

The next second, Wen Qingchuan retracted his gaze.

Just when Shen Sangyu was beating her heart, Wen Qingchuan suddenly said, “I’m sorry last night, but I met Sister Lin on the road and gave her twenty yuan to ask her to help take care of you. Didn’t she come?”

Although it was a question, Wen Qingchuan’s tone was quite certain.

Shen Sangyu recalled the original owner’s memory. From yesterday to now, no one except herself came to visit.

When she came here before, she complained that Wen Qingchuan ignored her.

Now it seems that he was on a temporary mission and didn’t have time to tell her, so he asked someone to take care of him temporarily.

But where is he now?

 Shen Sangyu was about to speak when there was a hurried knock on the door.