The Journey Of The Peasant Mother-in-Law

u have to be responsible for me for your whole life and you can’t ever divorce me.”

Zhou Shuren was stunned.
When he didn’t know that his wife has been replaced, he did consider the possibility of divorce.
He felt awkward, but he knew it was unrealistic.
It was like drinking water in ancient times and not in modern times.
Besides, he was a member of the family.
Lord, the wife did not make a mistake, and his conscience did not allow the divorce.

Now that he knew that his original wife has changed, he was happy, at least she was not someone who was familiar with the original body.
So, with his changes, he won’t be regarded as a monster.
After all, both of them came from modern times.
In the end, he owed a life, invisible relationships were the most intimate.

Moreover, two people were better than one person in a strange environment.
Their pair of husband and wife could help each other hide their secrets, they could support each other knowingly, and they can discuss things individually, which was much better than fighting alone.

Zhou Shuren thought about it a lot, and his tone became a lot lighter, “This is natural.”

Zhulan snorted, “You are also not allowed to take concubines either.”

Since he was in ancient times, he may want to live the dream life of having a wife and concubines.
She was not that open-minded.
Since she was trapped by her original body, she should be honest with him!

Zhou Shuren was speechless.
He really didn’t think about taking concubines, no, he really didn’t think about women, “Don’t worry, I don’t have that kind of mind.”

Zhulan hurriedly said, “Don’t hit me too.”

Zhou Shuren, “…En.”

Zhulan wasn’t stupid either, she knew that what she says can’t be taken seriously, she just wanted to make clear that she had a bottom line.

Zhulan kept their voices low, afraid of being overheard, “Now we are two grasshoppers tied on the same string, partners for the rest of our lives.
It’s better to introduce each other, you go first.”

Zhou Shuren coughed slightly and then said with a sigh of relief: “My name is Zhou Shuren with the same name as my original body.
I am 27 years old.
I grew up in an orphanage.
I have a double PhD in Chinese and archaeology.
I participated in archaeological excavations a few years ago.
I was overworked and sick.
I really can’t bear it.
I wanted to go to the hospital.
And you know the rest.”