The War God as My Son-in-Law

“Du Ze, why are you home so late?” A young man in black casual sportswear stood at the door, holding fresh vegetables he had just bought at the market.

“I’m talking to you! Why did you get home so late?” A middle-aged woman with a hostile look on her face stood in the doorway, demanding an answer.

“Something came up on the way and held me up.” Du Ze stepped inside and changed into his slippers, answering calmly.

“You’re getting lazier by the day. Now you take this long just to buy groceries. What could a poor nobody like you possibly have to do? If you really had something to do, you’d be out making money, instead of letting our Xiao Wan work herself to the bone to support you!”

The middle-aged woman was Du Ze’s mother-in-law, Wang Gui. Ever since her husband, Ye Yilin, died unexpectedly two years ago, she had looked down on this live-in son-in-law more and more, and her temper had grown worse by the day.