The General's Wife Takes Her Cubs to Farm: a Rough Man Dotes on His Wife Excessively

Jiao Shi from Chaoyin Town remembers how the embroiderer named Lin Yueniang cut up her wedding dress in the pouring rain and turned around to marry the taciturn and rough man Orion from the next village. Chen Chuan was extremely poor, but he would hold her feet in his arms on winter nights, hunt the fattest rabbits for her, and when she was scolded for breaking the engagement, he would stand at the door of her house with a hunting knife: "Whoever keeps gossiping, try it." She thought her life should be like this - pickling dried fish, growing loofahs, catching shellfish from the sea, and passing by slowly in the smoke. Until the tide of chaos swallowed up all the ordinary. Fire engulfed the village. She fled into the mountains with her belly full, and gave birth to his flesh and blood alone in a ruined temple; he was captured as a young man, crawled out of the sea of ​​​​blood from the mountain of corpses, and became a general all the way, but he almost died because he refused to marry the daughter of the prince's family. Ten years apart, separated by mountains and seas, she had gone from being a vendor to being the owner of an embroidery shop in a foreign land. She thought he had died in battle long ago; he looked stern and angry in the courtroom, but she could only fall asleep at night holding half of a faded embroidery handkerchief. When the last waves are still lapping at the rocks of Chaoyin Town, and when loofah vines are climbing over the fence of the old house year after year - They met again on Suzaku Street, the busiest street in Kyoto. He was still wearing black armor and followed her for three streets with red eyes, like an abandoned large dog. She was still holding the parchment paper used to wrap pastries for the guests. She was stunned for a long time and stuffed a piece of osmanthus candy into his mouth: "Is it sweet? Sweet is the right thing. Put away your tears and don't scare my son." "I'm back and I'll never leave again." These are not love words, but a promise that a man has spent ten years of life and death fulfilling. Don't make promises lightly, keep them with your life when you make them; be ordinary and don't be humble, live as a hero.