Wedding Night in the 1970s: I Sent My Sick-Faking Husband to Sleep in the Cowshed

[1970s setting + whirlwind marriage + pocket dimension + rugged man + fierce wife + newlywed-night comeback + sweet romance and building a fortune]

Reborn as the village beauty, notorious for being lazy and greedy in the 1970s, Shen An'an opened her eyes to find her stepmother blocking her at the kang and forcing her to marry.

Every blind date was greasier and uglier than the last. Furious, Shen An'an smashed a bowl. If she had to marry, she'd marry someone she could keep under control!

Her eyes immediately settled on Lu Yan, the sickly educated youth sent down to the village at its far end.

Slim and fair, out of breath after three steps, and looking as though a gust of wind could knock him over, he perfectly fit her standards for a “docile man who's easy to handle.”

Shen An'an grabbed her household registration booklet and went straight to the brigade office. They got their marriage certificate that day and held the wedding that same day.

On their wedding night,

Shen An'an sized up the man on the kang, his ears red as he avoided her gaze. She thought he looked far too easy to bully.

She reached out and pinched his chin. “Pretty boy, are you scared of me?”

The next second

The “sickly man” suddenly rolled over and pinned her down on the kang. He was nothing like the useless weakling who got out of breath after three steps.

He lowered his head, his breath hot and his voice husky. “Wifey, try touching me again.”

Shen An'an: ???

Three seconds later,

Lu Yan was kicked off the kang, bedding and all.

“Keep pretending, will you? The cowshed is your new room for the night!”

Lu Yan leaned against a haystack in the cowshed, a split lip on his face and a crazed smile in his eyes.

“Wifey, you're really strong.”

“...I want a divorce!”

“I won't agree.”