The Secret of Second Marriage

This awful weather! A blizzard has started again, and the wind lashes my face like knives.

Everyone on our team wore their thickest clothes, covering their heads and ears completely. People who didn't know us would have thought we were climbing a snow-capped mountain.

Zhou Shanshan and her daughter stayed inside the tent and refused to come out.

Yu Xiang's wife, Tang Xue, had her cold and fever subside, but her altitude sickness was still severe; she was vomiting and had diarrhea, and couldn't eat much.

Her husband was heartbroken.

He kept comforting her, saying, "I'm sorry, honey, I shouldn't have brought you to this godforsaken place, Tibet. You have to survive... If you die... I won't live either."

Her husband kept coaxing his wife until she fell asleep before he came out to work.

Seeing this loving scene between the couple touched me deeply.

That's how the world is. There are beasts like my ex-husband who are all barbarians in human form and all about marriage and relationships. They only scheme and exploit, and they have no sincerity whatsoever.

But there are also couples like Yu Xiang and Tang Xue, who love each other and regard each other as their only partner in life.

No matter how great the difficulties, they will never abandon each other.

My tears fell.

Although I haven't experienced a truly happy marriage myself, seeing other people's happy marriages warms my heart.

Without saying a word, I risked going out, used the gas stove I had in the car to light the stove, and started cooking a pot of congee with preserved egg and lean pork.

The white porridge was bubbling away in the stove. I put in the chopped lean meat, beef cubes, and preserved egg, along with some diced tomatoes, and cooked a pot of nutritious porridge.

After I finished cooking, I put some in a bowl and handed it to Yuxiang, saying, "Feed her some, drink some porridge, maybe it will help with her altitude sickness. She's not as dizzy as she used to be."

Yu Xiang cried and said to me, "Thank you, thank you. You and President Jiang are such good people."

I reassured him, "Brother, we'll be alright. We'll survive and get out of Tibet safely. Tell your wife to hold on no matter what. We still have water, instant noodles, food, and medicine in the car. We'll definitely make it until the rescue team arrives."

Yu Xiang nodded, then took the bowl of porridge into the tent and fed his wife spoonful by spoonful.

I served Mr. Jiang a bowl of porridge and Ziyi a bowl of porridge.

President Jiang has been a bit tired these past few days.

I cooked myself a packet of instant noodles.

When Zhou Shanshan saw that we were all drinking porridge but she wasn't getting any, she angrily crawled out of the tent and questioned me: "Why didn't you cook porridge for me? They're all drinking congee with preserved egg and lean pork, and I got nothing. Jiang Man, give me an explanation."

"I have nothing to explain to you. You never do any work and don't contribute anything to the team. Why should I give you porridge? Besides, I cooked this porridge myself with great effort, using rice, gas, and a pot that I bought myself. It has nothing to do with you. I can give it to whomever I want."

If you're not happy about it, go cook some instant noodles yourself.

I suddenly walked to the car, took a packet of instant noodles from the trunk, and gave it to Zhou Shanshan.

Whether she eats it or not is none of my business.

Zhou Shanshan had no choice but to use boiled water to make instant noodles.

On the third day, the snow stopped, but the sky was still overcast.

Each of us experienced repeated extreme weather conditions on the plateau, and we were all shivering from the cold. Even though we were dressed in thick clothes, our lips were pale and bloodless, and we felt like we could die at any moment.

I remembered the emergency survival blankets that came with the medicine I bought when I came here before. That box of emergency survival blankets was like a transparent film, very thin, but it could save lives in critical moments, especially in this extremely cold climate at high altitude. With it, we wouldn't freeze to death.

I immediately opened the previous suitcase, rummaged through it and found a rescue thermal blanket, a shiny silver-gray color, and gave one to each member of our team...

There are 20 in a box.

After receiving the life blanket, the girl went into the tent to change clothes and wrapped the life blanket around her body through her clothes to protect her internal organs.

Then tie a bow to cover your head completely.

I don't know why, but after I put on the life blanket, I didn't feel so cold anymore.

The four of us—Zhou Shanshan, Ziyi, Tang Xue, and I—helped each other put on the life blanket, and we felt much better.

President Jiang and Yu Xiang came in and changed into life blankets. Their faces, which had turned blue from the cold, slowly regained a touch of red.

I am truly grateful to President Jiang and Yuxiang. The night before last, when we were sleeping, we discovered that our car had been tampered with. There were signs that the back door had been pried open, and some of the supplies were missing.

Fortunately, I hid most of my supplies in a box under the car seat, not in the back of the car.

To prevent supplies from being stolen, General Jiang and Yu Xiang took turns on duty last night, holding entrenching tools and weapons, guarding the vehicles outside the tents. Their bodies were blue from the cold, and their eyebrows were covered in snowflakes, yet they still managed to ensure that our supplies were not stolen.

By this time, the supplies in each truck of the convoy were almost gone. I heard that a truck driver who drove on the highway all year round always kept dozens of boxes of instant noodles in his truck.

He has now raised the price of instant noodles to 200 yuan a pack, but people still want to buy them, otherwise they would go hungry.

I've calculated that our supplies are enough to last another 10 to 15 days.

We were besieged for three whole days.

I built a simple shed out of wood, then lit a fire inside to cook a big pot of fragrant sausage and potato claypot rice.

Everyone on our team ate their fill.

Some stranded drivers and men came one after another to ask us to make a lot of rice.

I served each of them half a bowl of rice, and then I finished the whole pot of rice.

Several drivers said that the elderly and children in their vehicles were going to freeze to death.

I sold them the thermal blankets I had for 1000 yuan each.

There were other people who wanted to buy, but unfortunately I didn't have any left in my car.

I heard that the life blankets that other drivers who frequently travel to Tibet prepare have been sold for as much as 1 yuan each, but that has nothing to do with me anymore.

Zhou Shanshan said to me, "Jiang Man, everyone is in such a difficult situation, trapped here. A thin thermal blanket only costs a few yuan to produce, and you actually sold it to them for 1000 yuan a piece! You're so heartless. Don't you have any conscience at all?"

"If I had no conscience, I would have kicked you and your daughter out long ago. You've been eating our food and drinking our water these past few days, and now you're still cursing me. Zhou Shanshan, you're hopeless."

I rolled my eyes at her, then cleaned up the pots and pans and went back to the tent to knit a scarf.

When I was a housewife, I developed a love for needlework. I would knit sweaters in my spare time at home, and I would also knit all sorts of pretty little flowers and animals with yarn, which made me feel a great sense of accomplishment.

I took out some yarn and knitted a black scarf for Mr. Jiang, saying, "Mr. Jiang, this is a gift for you. Actually, I'm very happy to have met you. This trip to Tibet was my fault; if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have come. I'm very sorry."

I'm telling the truth. I came to Tibet for a trip because I was filming GG, and Mr. Jiang chose to take a road trip to accompany me.

Unfortunately, we were incredibly unlucky and encountered such a huge blizzard and a landslide, which left us stuck on the highway.

Mr. Jiang comforted me, saying, "Man, this is not your fault. You didn't expect the accident to happen either, and besides, I was an adult. Every choice I made was voluntary."

Don't worry, I'm a mature man. I won't regret the choices I've made, nor will I worry about others!

That night, President Jiang stood guard outside the tent, watching the stars in the sky, which seemed exceptionally bright.

I took out the eggs I had made for him from the stainless steel lunchbox in my bag.

There weren't many eggs left on the bus. Everyone was given an egg for breakfast today, but I didn't eat any and saved them until now.

I know that eggs are nutritious and that eating them will increase my chances of survival.

I said, "President Jiang, I specially saved this egg for you. If you don't mind, warm it in your bosom for a while and then eat it."

President Jiang coughed and said, "Man, you can have the eggs."

I took a packet of compressed biscuits out of my bag, smiled, and said, "I'll eat these."

Suddenly, President Jiang was deeply moved, tears welling in his eyes. He pulled me into a tight embrace, kissed my forehead, and said, "Man, we're practically bound together by life and death. Don't worry, I won't let you down. If I were to let you down, I might as well die."

"Don't say such unlucky things."

I said, "Don't talk about not letting me down. The most important thing between a man and a woman is mutual affection. You like me and I like you. If one day you fall in love with someone else, as long as you don't lie to me or cheat on me, I will break up with you."

"What are you saying? You're such a wonderful woman, I don't want to break up with you. Jiang Man, I, Jiang Hui, will hold your hand for the rest of my life and we'll never be apart."

President Jiang said with great confidence.

I leaned against President Jiang's chest in the Tibetan night, where the temperature was tens of degrees below zero, and saw the most beautiful stars in the sky. They were so bright.

When I came to my senses, I saw President Jiang by the starlight, and there was a look of loneliness in his eyes.

Who is he thinking of at this moment?

Forget it, I shouldn't think about anything anymore.

We were trapped for a full five days. Looking back, I really don't know how we managed to survive. We were cold and hungry, couldn't take a shower, and had little cell phone signal. We survived this test of nature.

On the fifth day, early in the morning, President Jiang's distress signal sent via satellite phone received a response.

The road maintenance and rescue team finally repaired the collapsed section of the highway and reopened it. They also sent a rescue vehicle to pick us up and take us to downtown Lhasa for inspection.

Several ambulances arrived, and many drivers, seeing the rescue team finally arrive, burst into tears, saying that they had only wanted to have a wonderful road trip, but unexpectedly encountered this kind of thing.

Mr. Jiang and I helped the rescue team get Yu Xiang's wife, Tang Xue, into the ambulance and gave her oxygen. This brave woman, despite altitude sickness and her husband's meticulous care, finally held on for four days. Although her breathing was weak, she still waited for the rescue.

Yu Xiang gave President Jiang a big hug and said to us with a face full of gratitude, "President Jiang, Man, you are the benefactors we met on this trip. If it weren't for you, my wife and I might have been dead long ago."

"I can't thank you enough. I'll treat you to a meal when we return to the capital."

"it is good"

President Jiang said.

Zhou Shanshan and her daughter frowned. They hadn't been able to shower or wash their hair for the past few days, and for pampered young ladies like them, they were already incredibly itchy and uncomfortable.

She said, "When I get to the hotel, I'm going to take a thorough shower. It's been so uncomfortable for six people to be crammed into one tent for the past four days."

I couldn't be bothered with Zhou Shanshan, so the moment my phone received a data signal, I deleted her WeChat account.

However, Mr. Jiang and I heard some terrible statistic: several people still froze to death while we were stuck in traffic.

Moreover, a major disaster has occurred at the landslide site, with the death toll and number of missing persons reaching more than 70.

When I heard this data, my heart skipped a beat. I realized how dangerous and serious this accident was. Fortunately, both Mr. Jiang and I survived safely.

I really have to thank the habit I developed when I was a full-time housewife: stocking up on things in case of emergencies.