Remarriage to a Mortal Enemy in the 70s

Chapter 2: Practice boxing

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Twenty-three-year-old Zhan Aiping is an assistant teacher at the medical school. At the request of Teacher Luo, she helped him teach a few classes. Zhan Aiping casually flipped through the medical books and walked into the classroom with a book in hand without any preparation.

In the 1970s, there was nothing in the classrooms except wooden tables, chairs and blackboards. The students in the classroom came from all walks of life. Some were former workers, some were students, some were farmers, veterans, party members and educated youth. Their ages were varied, and their knowledge levels were also varied. If they were taught step by step, some of them would find it difficult to understand.

At this time, most teachers are not in the mood to teach, as schools are busy with sports activities. Teachers only teach perfunctorily, and students are forced to graduate.

Fifty years later, Zhan Aiping stood in the classroom again. She was unwilling to be perfunctory with her students. Zhan Aiping had most of her life's medical experience as her wealth. She used examples from the contents of the book in a humorous tone.

The classroom was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. All the students were silent, let alone whispering to each other. The only sound in the classroom was Zhan Aiping's clear and resounding voice. Occasionally, laughter from teachers and students could be heard, but that only lasted for a while, and silence returned in an instant, which amazed the people in the neighboring classrooms.

The class ended quickly. Zhan Aiping answered the student's last question and announced the end of get out of class.

Before leaving the classroom, she turned around and looked at the words on the blackboard. The words written by Zhan Aiping on the blackboard were very beautiful, with neat regular script, just like printed text. She remembered that Gu Sheng's handwriting was also very beautiful. They both graduated from military academies and had high requirements for calligraphy practice. The words they wrote were as neat as their marching steps.

When Gu Sheng was young, he wrote regular script and semi-cursive script. When he got older, he preferred cursive script. When he had energy, he would write a few words every day.

After class, there was a commotion in the classroom:

"Teacher Xiaozhan's class is really good."

"I finally understood today... How did I go to medical school? If I had known that medical books were so thick, I would have never studied medicine."

"You're fine, at least you have some basics. Damn it, what the hell did I hear before? I might as well go home and farm."

"Let Teacher Xiao Zhan substitute for me from now on."

"Teacher Zhan is a retired soldier and a military doctor. Didn't you see how straight she stood on the podium just now? She looks like a female soldier, very pleasing to the eye. She must have been a popular military beauty."

"Not everyone likes her. Maybe everyone is afraid of her. She only speaks softly and gently when facing students like you. She looks gentle. But if you ask her to be a female instructor... she's a ruthless person."

Zhan Aiping returned to the office and poured herself a cup of hot water. After a while, several teachers pushed the door open and came in. They were talking and laughing. When they saw Zhan Aiping, the male teacher who came in first joked, "Little Teacher Zhan, go out and listen. The students are all praising you."

"She's pretty and she's good at studying."

"Whoever marries you is blessed by the good fortune he earned in his previous life."

A female teacher with short hair at the back said, "What's the point of being lucky or unlucky? Teacher Renhe is well-off and has a big house. Teacher Zhan will enjoy a good life if she marries him."

"Teacher Zhan is getting married."

"The date has been set a long time ago, congratulations."

"Zhan Aiping, Xiao Jiang told me that you were absent-minded today and had another argument with your future mother-in-law." The short-haired female teacher who spoke was called Ye Fangjing. She had been secretly jealous of Zhan Aiping for a long time, envying her for being beautiful and having found a good partner. Teacher He Mingzhang was not only elegant and talented, but also had a good family and a big house in Shanghai.

Ye Fangjing suppressed her inner jealousy and advised as if she was watching a good show: "Don't be too arrogant, give the man's family some face. After a long time of being a daughter-in-law, you can become a mother-in-law. If you are a daughter-in-law, you should please your parents-in-law more, be quick and diligent, rush to do things, and serve your man well. Won't your parents-in-law like you when they see you?"

"The older generation likes hardworking wives. Isn't that how we women all got through life..."

The male teacher at the side also agreed: "This woman should be more virtuous."

"If you quarrel with your in-laws, will you still be able to live like this in the future?"

Zhan Aiping heard this and said indifferently, "Then don't celebrate it."

Ye Fangjing smiled: "How can we not celebrate? You will have a wedding banquet in ten days, you must not make a fool of yourself at this time."

"Teacher Zhan, please don't say anything angry."

"We are still waiting for you to introduce the groom. If you can't win the argument, it will be a joke." Ye Fangjing was watching the show and said with a hint of meaning: "You messed up the wedding at the last minute. We will laugh at you for the rest of your life."

"Ms. He is considerate and can coax people. A man like you can't marry you. I'm afraid no one will dare to marry you in the future."

Ye Fangjing was jealous that Zhan Aiping had found a good partner, and she wished that Zhan Aiping's bad temper would ruin the marriage so that they could have a good laugh at her. But she also wanted to see the always proud Zhan Aiping bow her head and act like a subordinate in front of her in-laws so that they could give her a good beating.

The male teacher said, "Your invitations have already been sent out, and we are still waiting to take advantage of you and have a meal at the state-owned restaurant. Teacher Zhan, you can't let us down at the critical moment."

Zhan Aiping remained noncommittal. She would never marry He Mingzhang in this life. As they said, the invitations had already been sent out and the tables had been booked at the state-owned hotel. It would be a huge joke if the wedding was not held.

It was precisely because they took advantage of this point and thought they had tricked her into coming home that the He family began to constantly test her bottom line. He Mingzhang and his son played a double act, with one playing the good cop and his old mother Zhou Jiacui, who would talk to her, find fault with her, and hint in a sarcastic way that a woman should be virtuous and abide by the law... After irritating Zhan Aiping, He Mingzhang came out to play the good cop, comforting her in all kinds of servile ways, serving her tea and water, and even doing laundry, taking off her shoes and bringing her water for washing her feet.

He Mingzhang lied and coaxed her, saying that he could bring her footbath water in private, but she had to give him face in front of her mother. He hoped that Zhan Aiping could humble herself and play the role of a virtuous daughter-in-law for a while to make his parents happy.

At that time, He Mingzhang spoke in a humble and flattering manner, and his actions were also humbly. Zhan Aiping had lived in a relatively simple environment since childhood. People in the army were straightforward, and she was also straightforward, so she believed it.

If you believe it, you will fall into a quagmire.

If she was a virtuous daughter-in-law when you first married her, but later became unvirtuous, it was your fault.

As for what I said before

How could a grown man do those things

Recalling these things, Zhan Aiping closed her eyes, turned her wrists, and her fists stiffened.

When she was young and had just come out of the army, all she remembered were comradeship, the collective, loyalty, and keeping one's promise. However, she was deceived by such a fence-sitter who was untrustworthy, full of lies, and good at changing his attitude according to the situation.

People in their seventies and eighties can only practice swordplay and Tai Chi, but when Zhan Aiping was young, especially when she was in military school, her fighting skills were top-notch, and she earned her title as a big sister through fighting.

Zhan Aiping was a troublesome person when she was young. She often fought with others. She had fought with Gu Sheng so many times that she couldn't count them all. Gu Sheng is now tall and strong with strong muscles. He ranks first in singles competitions every year. She may not be able to beat him, but beating others is a piece of cake.

After retiring from the army, she hadn't practiced martial arts for some time, but now she can pick it up again without any problem.

Zhan Aiping also has experience in Chinese medicine acupuncture points. She knows how to use insidious and cruel methods, how to make people suffer excruciating pain while leaving only minor injuries that do not hurt or itch.

With this in mind, Zhan Aiping decided to "stretch her fists and feet". There were courts and exercise rooms in the school. Zhan Aiping was ready to practice punching and hitting sandbags. She stood up and walked out. Teacher Xiao Jiang asked her, "Teacher Zhan, where are you going? Are you going home?"

Ye Fangjing said: "Her mother and sister are here, so they should hurry home."

Zhan Aiping said: "I'm going to practice boxing."

Teacher Xiao Jiang: “?”

Ye Fangjing: “?”

What kind of boxing did you practice before getting married

Zhan Aiping said no more. She walked outside. It was a gloomy day with a biting cold wind, but she was not afraid of the cold. Her young body was in good health and she was as warm as a stove.

Ye Fangjing chased after him: "I'll go with you."

Zhan Aiping went with her to the school's exercise room. As they climbed the stairs, Ye Fangjing was about to ask curiously, "Are you really going there to practice boxing?"

Before she could finish her words, a group of people came rushing towards her, and she could hear the sound of a pig being slaughtered: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much, my hand is broken, my hand is broken."

"Is your hand twisted? Dislocated?"

"Get out of the way!" Zhan Aiping strode forward, grabbed the arm with her capable and powerful right hand, and after a few "clicks", she straightened it.

"It hurts, it hurts - ah! ah -" the man's voice was as loud as a suona, and some people covered their ears subconsciously, and their eardrums were about to be broken.

Ye Fangjing, who was standing by, was sweating profusely and her legs went weak. The burly man in front of her, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, was like a bear and was forcing tears out like a coward.

His arms were probably thicker than her thighs.

Ye Fangjing widened her eyes and swallowed, and couldn't help but take a step back. Her heart beat faster and her eyes were filled with panic and fear.

Oh my god, this must hurt!

"Hey? Alright."

"Let's go back to Zheng."

"Is it Mr. Zhan? That's quite a lot of strength."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhan."

Zhan Aiping nodded and said, "Don't worry, okay, be careful next time."

She turned around and saw Ye Fangjing with a pale face, and Zhan Aiping smiled.

A fifty-year veteran military doctor specializing in orthopedics.

If anyone dares to commit such a crime in front of her again, he might as well go to the orthopedic department for treatment.

(End of this chapter)