After his life was adequately secured, Lin Ping exchanged for a long sword and left the gathering place. Since his physical fitness had been comprehensively enhanced after becoming a priest, he wanted to try to kill low-level zombies to see how strong he was.

However, soon after he arrived in the wild, he was surrounded by people and asked to hand over all the crystal cores on his body. Lin Ping was stubborn by nature and of course he would not agree. Although his strength was improved, he was still seriously injured and dying. After all, he was not a combat profession. If he wanted to have offensive magical powers, he had to at least transfer to a divine servant. As for powerful magical powers, only a full-time true god could comprehend them.

Just as several people were about to harvest Lin Ping's space ring, the seriously injured Lin Ping smiled strangely and then said with a ferocious face: "If you don't let me live, then let's die together."

Then there was a loud bang, and Lin Ping triggered the crystal core in his brain to self-destruct. Unfortunately, Lin Ping was only level ten, and only two of those people were seriously injured and one was slightly injured. Thinking of this, Lin Ping smiled bitterly.

After organizing the memories in his mind, he was about to use rejuvenation techniques to recover from his injuries, but due to excessive blood loss, Lin Ping felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

Then countless soldiers rushed to the heights.

Field hospital.

The regiment commander looked at Lin Ping lying unconscious on the hospital bed and asked with red eyes: "Doctor, how is my soldier? You must save him. He is the only one left in the entire company."

When the regiment commander learned that Lin Ping had defended the high ground alone and killed more than a hundred Allied soldiers by himself, he was immediately surprised and hurried to the field hospital to visit his beloved baby. You know, what kind of skill does it take to be able to kill more than a hundred enemies with cold weapons?

The doctor looked at the regiment commander and sighed with regret: "Comrade Commander, Comrade Lin Ping was hit by several bullets in the lungs. Even if he recovers, he cannot engage in physical labor and has to return to the rear to recuperate." After saying this, he sighed again. He knew Lin Ping's deeds and felt sorry for such a hero.

Upon hearing this, the team leader grabbed the doctor's hand and asked anxiously, "Doctor, is there no way? You have to know that he is only eighteen years old."

The doctor shook his head and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, Chief. I have tried my best. You should be thankful that he is still alive. You should know that he had nearly 20 bullets removed from his body, and countless knife wounds. If it weren't for his strong vitality, he would have died long ago."

Upon hearing this, the team leader punched the wall with red eyes, wondering how such a good seedling could be ruined.

In the early spring of 1953, Lin Ping was walking in the open space of the field hospital with a cane. He had been in the hospital for three months. Fearing that it would shock the world, he did not dare to use rejuvenation techniques to heal himself and could only wait for natural recovery.

With a creak, a jeep stopped in front of Lin Ping, and a square-faced man jumped out and shouted at Lin Ping, "Lin Ping, are you all healed?"

Lin Ping looked at the captain and grinned, then patted his chest and said, "Captain, I'm fine now."

The regiment commander looked at Lin Ping with a complicated expression and sighed, "Lin Ping, according to the instructions of the army commander, your company has been awarded a first-class collective merit for its tenacious defense of the Snow Eagle Territory to ensure the strategic purpose of the large army. However, due to your health condition, you will be transferred to the rear as a company-level official."

Lin Ping knew that his lungs were seriously injured, but it was not a big deal. He could recover with the rejuvenation technique. It just couldn't be used in the hospital, so he didn't have to slice his lungs. Besides, the war was coming to an end, and the peace talks had already begun. It would be harmless for him to go home. So he saluted and said, "Thank you for your concern, Commander. I will obey the organization's arrangements."

The regiment commander laughed loudly upon hearing this, patted Lin Ping on the shoulder and said, "Okay, if you have any difficulties when you return to your hometown, just tell me. Our Ninth Corps will be your strongest backing."

The next morning.

Lin Ping boarded the train back home. Of course, his body had recovered. During this period, Lin Ping did not practice with crystal cores, but he discovered the power of the priest profession. He could absorb the power of the stars in the sky to increase his strength, but it was much slower than using crystal cores. However, he did not care. After all, there was no crisis in this world and his strength could be improved slowly.

Sijiucheng, No. 95, Nanluoguxiang, the back room.

Wang Xiuzhi looked at Qin Dashan in front of her and said with an unpleasant expression: "My dear, are you regretting the engagement?"

Qin Dashan's face turned red when he heard this. Before the founding of the country, his family was almost starving to death. They fled to Sijiu City and only survived with the food given by Lin Shanhai. Therefore, the two families arranged a marriage for Qin Huairu and Lin Ping, who were of similar age.

But in the past few months, Qin Huairu came to the Lin family in the city several times. When she returned home, she wanted to break off the engagement with the Lin family, marry Jia Dongxu in the courtyard, and try to commit suicide.

Later, Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu also went to Qinjia Village and said that they would not only give a 20-yuan betrothal gift (for the sake of reading the three sets of money, the third set would be used for calculation), but also buy a sewing machine. With the help of Jia Dongxu's master Yi Zhonghai, their daughter would definitely have a good life in the future.

Besides, his second son was getting married and needed money urgently, so he followed his daughter Qin Huairu's wishes and came to cancel the engagement. However, the Lin family had done a favor to the Qin family, so he couldn't do it anymore. Seeing Wang Xiuzhi's angry face, he quickly explained: "Sister-in-law, I didn't mean that, but that damn girl was determined. What can I do? If I forcefully refuse, Huairu will sue me at the Women's Federation. What can I do, sister-in-law?"

Lin Shanhai's face was not very good either. He knew that Yi Zhonghai was interfering. Although Qin Huairu was beautiful, she was not suitable to be a daughter-in-law with such a character. So he said coldly: "Dashan, since Huairu doesn't like my Pingzi, we won't force it. Let's forget about this marriage."

Lin An, who was standing by, looked unhappy when he heard this. If his brother hadn't gone to the front, how could Qin Huairu be intercepted by Jia Dongxu? Just as he was about to speak, his wife Li Jing pulled him aside and whispered, "Everything depends on our parents."

Lin An glared at Qin Dashan angrily, turned his sleeves and went back to the house. Li Jing hurriedly followed him out.

Qin Dashan said awkwardly: "Brother Shanhai, what I promised has gone wrong now. I feel uneasy. I still have a little daughter, Xiangru, who is seventeen years old and looks no worse than Huairu. Let her marry Pingzi."

Lin Shanhai's expression eased a little after hearing this, and he said after thinking for a while: "Dashan, let's wait until Pingzi comes back before we discuss this matter."

Wang Xiuzhi was extremely dissatisfied with the Qin family. How could she let her son marry the Qin family's daughter? Besides, how could her younger sister be any better than her? Seeing that Qin Dashan was still talking, she interrupted him and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Let's wait until Pingzi comes back to discuss this."

Qin Dashan had no choice but to say goodbye with a wry smile. He knew that this would be considered as estrangement from the Lin family, but he had no other choice. His son needed money to get married, and the most important thing was that Huairu didn't want to. He couldn't force her to do it. Even if he really forced her to do it, and Huairu really made a scene at the Women's Federation, he would also suffer the consequences.

After leaving the back room and coming to the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu stood at the door of the Jia family in a floral jacket. Seeing Qin Dashan coming out, she asked anxiously, "Dad, is the matter resolved?"

Jia Zhang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Huairu. This is a new society. You have to agree even if they don't agree. Otherwise, I will take you to the Women's Federation to sue them."

Jia Dongxu looked at Qin Huairu with obsessed eyes and said, "Huairu, don't worry. With my master here, the Lin family won't be able to cause any trouble."

Qin Huairu lowered her head with a red face, holding the corner of her clothes and said, "I know, Brother Dongxu."

Qin Dashan sighed and said, "Huai Ru, come home with me and move in after you get the marriage certificate."

Qin Huairu nodded and followed Qin Dashan out of the yard.

After the father and daughter left the yard, Qin Dashan asked, "Nizi, have you made up your mind?"

Qin Huairu nodded and said, "Dad, compared with the Jia family, the Lin family has higher wages, but the Lin family has to support five people with the wages of two people. What's more, Lin An is a part-time worker, and there will be more mouths to feed when he has children. The Jia family has only two people, and brother Dongxu is a regular employee. Besides, he has his master to help him. His master has no children, so all his property will belong to Dongxu. The most important thing is that we don't know whether Lin Ping can come back alive from the battlefield, so the Jia family is more suitable than the Lin family." Qin Huairu's eyes were full of calculation.

Qin Dashan sighed and said, "Since you have made your choice, then let it be. Don't regret it in the future."

Qin Dashan was not optimistic about his mother-in-law Jia Zhang, and thought that his daughter would probably suffer in the future.

At the front yard gate, Sha Zhu and Xu Damao drooled as they looked at Qin Huairu's enchanting back. They were a little envious of Jia Dongxu and wondered how Qin Huairu could be so beautiful. If they had known they could snatch her away, they would have taken action first.

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