Su Tang's family was in decline, and he was forced by his aunt to marry a widower in the town whose wife had died.
She didn't want to accept her fate.
She found out that in several nearby villages, the man with the worst reputation and bad temper who no one dared to mess with was named Xiao Yan. He lived in a broken house at the end of the village and had no contact with anyone. It was said that he had committed an offense in the army and was driven back.
The whole village said that he was an evil star and marrying him would be like jumping into a pit of fire.
Su Tang knocked on his door.
On the wedding night, the rough man got drunk and tortured her until the bed collapsed. Early the next morning, she held on to her nearly broken waist and opened the door, and saw that he was already squatting in the yard with red ears, making her a new bed.
This man's hands were as rough as sandpaper, but the wash water he gave her was always neither cold nor hot; he could move rocks all day long, but when he combed her hair, he was so gentle as to avoid hurting her. She casually said she wanted to eat noodles, but he ran back and forth for sixteen miles in the morning; she looked at herself in the mirror a few more times, and he bought two yuan of cream.
Those hands that were regarded as evil stars by the whole village--carrying wild boars, splitting rocks, taking the blame for others in the army--when they fell on her, every touch was as light as holding something fragile.
But when another gentle and gentle man appeared in front of her, everyone in the village said that this was the man who was perfect for her. The rough guy who had never known fear showed panic for the first time——
He pulled her into the house and held her tightly all night.
"Don't leave."
His voice was as soft as a broken voice.
