At the military's group wedding, my best friend and I swapped husbands.

Chapter 5 Honey, let me carry you to the car!

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Bai Si'an, who was still standing by the passenger door.

Bai Si'an was also looking this way, his hand on the car door handle, not moving.

Lin Weiwei suddenly understood something.

Bai Si'an's legs... it would be difficult for him to get into the truck bed by himself, let alone carry her up.

Bai Rongbei must have felt terrible when he hugged Su Wanwan just now.

Lin Weiwei had an idea in mind.

She threw the cloth bag and rattan box she was carrying into the truck bed—with considerable force, the items landed with a "thud" in the truck bed.

Before anyone around could react, she walked a few steps to Bai Si'an, bent down, stretched out her arms, and picked him up.

To be precise, he took it on.

Bai Si'an felt dizzy and disoriented. When he came to his senses, Lin Weiwei had already hoisted him onto her shoulder like she was carrying a sack of potatoes. His glasses nearly fell off, and he frantically steadied them, his voice trembling: "Lin Weiwei! What are you doing!"

"I'll help you get in the car!" Lin Weiwei said matter-of-factly, striding over to the side of the truck bed.

Everyone around was stunned; several young soldiers stared, their mouths agape, unable to close them.

Bai Rongbei was also taken aback for a moment, but didn't move, just watched.

Su Wanwan covered her mouth on the truck bed, her eyes wide open.

Lin Weiwei wasn't very tall, but she was incredibly strong.

She took a deep breath, supported Bai Si'an's waist and legs with both hands, and pushed him upwards with force. Bai Si'an was lifted up by her, and the people in the truck bed quickly caught him and pulled him up.

Bai Si'an sat disheveled in the truck bed, his military uniform wrinkled and his glasses askew.

He adjusted his glasses, his face flushing red and then pale, looking at Lin Weiwei still standing below, unable to utter a single word.

Lin Weiwei patted the dust off her hands, quite satisfied with her work.

She thought to herself, "This body is just like before I transmigrated; having great strength makes things much easier."

Then she took two steps back, took a running start, grabbed the edge of the truck bed with her hands, pushed off the tires with her feet, and nimbly flipped herself onto the truck.

His movements were so swift that several soldiers nearby couldn't help but take a second look.

After regaining her balance, Lin Weiwei walked over to Bai Si'an, squatted down beside him, patted his shoulder, and gave him a "praise me" look: "How about it? I told you I could help you, right?"

Bai Si'an looked at her with a complicated expression, and after a long while, he managed to stammer out, "...I can sit in the passenger seat."

Lin Weiwei's smile froze.

She blinked, glanced at the passenger door, then at Bai Si'an, and exclaimed "Ah!" while scratching her head, "Oh right... I forgot..."

Looking at her like this, Bai Si'an's embarrassment suddenly dissipated, and he even felt like laughing.

But he held back his laughter and simply said, "Never mind, now that we're up, we're not going down."

"Shall I carry you down again?" Lin Weiwei said, reaching out her hand.

"No!" Bai Si'an quickly stopped her. "Let's leave it at that."

If he gets carried again, he'll lose all face.

At this moment, Bai Rongbei also came up.

He didn't sit in the driver's seat; he handed the keys to the young officer to drive, and then climbed into the truck bed himself.

The truck bed was crowded, so he walked over and stood next to Su Wanwan, his arm naturally wrapped around her back to block the people squeezing in from the side.

Su Wanwan felt the man's body temperature behind her, her body stiffened slightly, but she did not move away.

Before the car even started moving, more people got on.

They were a young couple. The man was wearing a military uniform, and his shoulder insignia indicated that he was a platoon leader. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked quite energetic.

The woman was wearing a floral shirt, had two braids, and rosy cheeks; she looked to be in her early twenties.

As soon as they got on the bus, the woman spoke up, her voice clear and loud: "Hello comrades! My name is Wang Xiuying, and this is my husband, Li Jianguo! We're going to the Third Regiment to join the army! From now on, we'll be comrades-in-arms and neighbors, so please take good care of us!"

As she spoke, she bowed, which drew a burst of good-natured laughter from the passengers.

Li Jianguo tugged at her a little embarrassedly: "Xiuying, don't be so loud..."

"What's there to be afraid of!" Wang Xiuying puffed out her chest, her voice louder. "We came to support our husbands' work and to build up the frontier! We're not afraid of any hardship or fatigue! Isn't that right, sisters?"

The few military dependents on the bus responded sparsely.

Lin Weiwei and Su Wanwan exchanged a glance, both seeing the understanding in each other's eyes.

Alright, so this is the "model couple".

Wang Xiuying continued to deliver her "Declaration of Accompanying the Army," gesturing wildly as she spoke.

Just then, the car started and lurched violently. She stumbled and almost fell, but Li Jianguo quickly caught her.

"Be careful," Li Jianguo said.

Wang Xiuying steadied herself, a little embarrassed, but still forced a smile and said, "It's alright! What's a little bump? We revolutionary soldiers can endure any hardship!"

The vehicle drove out of the camp and onto a dirt road in the Gobi Desert.

The road wasn't really a road; it was just tire tracks, full of potholes and pebbles.

The truck was shaking violently, and the people in the truck bed were swaying from side to side, having to hold on tightly to the railings to stay upright.

Su Wanwan had never ridden in such a car before, and soon her face turned pale and her stomach churned.

She gripped the railing tightly, her fingers turning white from clenching.

Bai Rongbei noticed her unusual behavior, reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him: "Leaning on me will make you feel better."

Su Wanwan didn't care about being shy anymore. She leaned against him, closed her eyes, and tried her best to suppress the nausea.

Beside her, Lin Weiwei was also feeling unwell.

Although she was strong, motion sickness had nothing to do with strength. She gripped the railing with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, and her eyes were red from holding her breath.

Bai Si'an, sitting near the front of the truck bed, hesitated for a moment upon seeing her like this, but still reached out his hand: "Come here."

Lin Weiwei glanced at him, moved closer, and leaned against him.

Bai Si'an had her sit next to him, with her back against the truck bed, so that the ride would be less bumpy.

"Thank you..." Lin Weiwei said weakly.

Wang Xiuying is still putting on a brave face.

She stood in the middle of the truck bed, gripping the side rails, her back ramrod straight, and said loudly, "Comrades! We must adapt to this environment! Think of our revolutionary predecessors, who climbed snow-capped mountains and crossed grasslands—it was far more arduous than this! What is this little bump in the road!"

Before he could finish speaking, the car drove over a large pothole and lurched violently.

Wang Xiuying finally couldn't hold it in and vomited.

People nearby quickly moved aside, and Li Jianguo hurriedly supported her, patting her back.

Wang Xiuying vomited so badly she was completely disoriented, forgetting all her earlier boasts, leaving only a disheveled face and tears.

Someone on the bus muttered quietly, "What's with the show-off..."

Wang Xiuying heard this and wanted to retort, but when she opened her mouth, she felt like vomiting, so she could only bury her head in Li Jianguo's arms and say nothing more.

She thought that since she had been given a second chance at life, she would make it just as wonderful as her previous one.