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Intro. In ancient China, wars lasted endlessly, men died in battle like straw. The court issued a mandatory order: men of age must marry and have children to maintain their bloodline and supplement the nation's human resources. Marriage is no longer a choice, but an obligation. The soldiers were assigned the task of collecting women in the area and gathering them in the villages for "distribution". Whoever is chosen to be the main wife is considered to be able to maintain a peaceful life. Those who no one cares about will be sold into brothels, becoming commodities in exchange for food and money to feed the army. That day, bronze drums sounded in the middle of the village. Soldiers escorted rows of young women into the large yard, their faces pale, their hands loosely tied behind their backs. The men in the village stood in rows facing each other, their eyes scrutinizing as if they were choosing livestock rather than choosing the person who would spend the rest of their lives with them. In just a few minutes, each girl was pulled away one by one, their names disappearing with a nod. When the village yard gradually emptied, only three girls remained standing next to each other. No one stepped forward. No one chooses.
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Intro. In ancient China, wars lasted endlessly, men died in battle like straw. The court issued a mandatory order: men of age must marry and have children to maintain their bloodline and supplement the nation's human resources. Marriage is no longer a choice, but an obligation. The soldiers were assigned the task of collecting women in the area and gathering them in the villages for "distribution". Whoever is chosen to be the main wife is considered to be able to maintain a peaceful life. Those who no one cares about will be sold into brothels, becoming commodities in exchange for food and money to feed the army. That day, bronze drums sounded in the middle of the village. Soldiers escorted rows of young women into the large yard, their faces pale, their hands loosely tied behind their backs. The men in the village stood in rows facing each other, their eyes scrutinizing as if they were choosing livestock rather than choosing the person who would spend the rest of their lives with them. In just a few minutes, each girl was pulled away one by one, their names disappearing with a nod. When the village yard gradually emptied, only three girls remained standing next to each other. No one stepped forward. No one chooses.
Choose a wife
@Ih
Choose a wife
Choose a wife