A Sweet, Cozy Life with My Obedient Husband

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Luo Jinnian grew up with neither his father nor his mother showing him any affection. After finally getting married and enjoying a few good days, his husband suddenly died of an acute illness, leaving him with only a few dozen copper coins to his name.

Just then, a flood struck. With no choice, he took his bundle and his husband's urn and went to seek shelter with the younger brother-in-law he had never met.

The neighbors gossiped about him, suspecting he had murdered his husband for money, and the Xie family had their own doubts about him.

Xie Yunlan was a handsome scholar praised throughout the surrounding villages. Though his family was poor, he was exceptionally clever. Everyone said he was sure to become an official one day and make something of himself.

Everyone praised Xie Yunlan for his gentle nature, but Luo Jinnian was terrified of this younger brother-in-law.

The kinder Xie Yunlan was to him, the more deeply Luo Jinnian felt chilled to the bone. That man's smile never reached his eyes. The way he looked at Luo Jinnian was like a venomous snake sizing up where to strike.

Luo Jinnian could only work as hard as he could, anxiously scraping by, hiding in a corner and praying he might find a place to call home.

But little by little, he discovered that life wasn't as hard as he'd imagined. No one beat or scolded him, he had nice clothes to wear, and he got his fill at every meal.

Xie Yunlan's classmates and the neighbors looked down on Luo Jinnian because he couldn't read a single character, and mocked him as a "country bumpkin." Knowing how uncouth he was, Luo Jinnian could only wipe away his tears in secret.

He never expected Xie Yunlan to say he was willing to teach him to read and study, guiding him hand over hand. After his initial anxiety, Luo Jinnian was overjoyed, so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

*

Luo Jinnian was the sort who kept his head down and worked. He fed the chickens and ducks, watered the garden, and tended the fields until the overgrown backyard was filled with melon vines and bean tendrils.

A few lush green grapevines had, before anyone noticed, quietly crept up the window lattice of Xie Yunlan's study.

When they first met, Xie Yunlan really did suspect Luo Jinnian had something to do with his older brother's death.

But as time passed, everyone in the Xie family came to genuinely like this hardworking, honest young man, and so did Xie Yunlan. He just couldn't understand why Luo Jinnian kept him at such a distance.

One day, as he was leaving for the academy, Luo Jinnian offered to walk him out for the first time. Shyly, he presented him with a meal he had made himself, saying it was a thank-you for teaching him to read.

At lunchtime, Xie Yunlan ate at the academy. A classmate asked who had made his meal, saying it looked delicious.

He raised his eyes slightly, his dark, phoenix-shaped eyes narrowing with pleasure, and said softly, "My husband at home made it."

His classmates were secretly astonished. They had no idea when Xie Yunlan had gotten a husband!

Little scene:

At first, Xie Yunlan called him "sister-in-law." Gradually, that turned into "my husband," often leading people to misunderstand.

After they married, Luo Jinnian finally worked up the courage to ask why Xie Yunlan had stopped calling him "sister-in-law."

Xie Yunlan pinched his cheek and kissed him, then pressed him onto the brocade quilt, calling him "sister-in-law" all night.

"Who do you like more, me or my brother? Which of us makes you feel better?"

[Please Read Beforehand]

* Both leads are devoted to each other, with no other partners. A gentle, everyday story. No childbirth in the main story.

* No breaking up the pairing, reversing the pairing, substituting characters, or dream pairings.

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He Ye accidentally fell while mountain climbing. He closed his eyes and opened them to find that he had transmigrated to the beast world, in the form of a soft and adorable but weak cat beastman.

This world was beset by all kinds of natural disasters, with blizzards, droughts, torrential rain, and other calamities taking turns striking.

He Ye was unlucky enough to arrive in winter, just before a blizzard. Unable to find food, he was so hungry he felt dizzy.

A few scrawny kittens offered him the wild fruit they'd found. "Chief, we found lots!" A cold gust swept by, and they instinctively huddled together, mewing.

Once the blizzard hit, this tribe was doomed.

He Ye chewed on the sour, unripe fruit, then looked at the gang of skinny little kittens pressed against his legs. As a cat lover, he couldn't take it anymore.

Survival? That was his specialty! He was an avid survivalist, and Bei Ye and De Ye were his idols. He knew all kinds of survival techniques by heart!

He led his team of cats to clear land and farm, and gather berries. Hunting was too difficult, so they traded with powerful tribes for meat and smoked it for storage.

They built a base, made pottery, and crafted leather clothes and heating stoves...

They found a lone gray dog in a snowdrift. He Ye figured he could raise it as emergency rations for now, so he fed it, gave it water, and even bandaged it up.

He Ye was just about to boil water and stew him when the gray wolf silently changed into human form and helped him heat the water. "Is it hot enough?"

He Ye stared, dumbfounded. Wait, who are you, big guy? Where are my emergency rations? When he found out that this man was the wolf, he quietly abandoned his plans to make a big meal.

"Why are you boiling water?"

He Ye glanced at his muscular body and swallowed the words "to cook wolf meat." "...To make you porridge."

The gray wolf thought, This cat is such a good person, but he's too kind and will easily be taken advantage of. I have to protect him.

*

The blizzard arrived, and the first snowflake fell.

At first, the powerful tribes of tigers, lions, and wolves paid it no mind. They had survived snowstorms before.

But the blizzard continued for dozens of days. Snow blocked the roads, prey disappeared, and faint cries could be heard through the storm. Many beastmen died from the cold and hunger.

Meanwhile, inside the cat tribe's cave, it was a different scene entirely.

The clay stove blazed, and mushroom and meat soup simmered in a pot, bubbling with steam.

Thick layers of dry grass covered the floor. More than a dozen little cats huddled together, their fur clean and fluffy, their bellies round.

At the center of the kitten pile, He Ye leaned against the big gray wolf, with two cubs sleeping on their backs in his arms, their paws unconsciously clutching the hem of his clothes.

A spotted cat rubbed against his chest and rolled over to show its soft belly, purring. The sight melted He Ye's heart, and he buried his face in its fur and took a couple of deep sniffs.

So happy!

Theme: Love can heal the soul.