The Village Belle Gets Engaged in the 1990S

Hui Xiaoting was washing clothes by the river when a jeep pulled up and took her away. They said she was going to honor the childhood betrothal arranged by their grandfathers: her groom was Yu Huan, the stone-faced leader from the compound. The whole village expected their flower to suffer in a wealthy household. But she walked into the compound with her bundle, smiling brightly. On her first day, she won over her picky father-in-law with wild vegetable pancakes. On the second, she charmed her artistic mother-in-law with her embroidery skills. By the third, she had her stone-faced husband handing over his salary card of his own accord. Yu Huan rubbed his temples and sighed. “I think I’ve married a little fox.” Hui Xiaoting blinked her almond eyes innocently. “Husband, what would you like for dinner tonight? Hot-and-sour shredded potatoes or sweet-and-sour pork?”