Pretty Wife and Handsome Roughneck

Su He x Zhao Fengnian (rooster) Gentle, slow-witted wife x ruthless, hot-tempered boss Su He was sold to the Zhao family to bring them good fortune. After he married a rooster in a wedding ceremony, his in-laws packed up and ran away. He was slow to react, innocent, and frail, with long, beautiful hair that made him look delicate and weak. When he was thrown out, he had a pretty face and was still clutching a rooster. Zhao Fengnian had just returned from the army when he learned he’d gotten himself a wife: a dim-witted man bought for five hundred yuan, who hugged a rooster and called it “husband”… Damn, not one person in this family is normal. The man looked fierce and was a brute. They said he could kill a bull with one punch. Before he even spoke, he scared Su He into saying, “Husband… I’m scared.” Zhao Fengnian picked up the rooster in his arms, ready to scold him, then saw that his foolish wife had fainted. Su He was taken back to the house. Zhao Fengnian had planned to deal with the family mess and then throw him out, before heading to Pengcheng to build a career for himself. But Su He was so frail that he got winded after walking a few steps. He was tiny and skinny, without a trace of manliness. As expected, you get what you pay for. When Zhao Fengnian left, he dumped Su He at his second aunt’s house. “I’m not dead yet. You can keep this male wife and have him bring someone else good luck.” His second aunt held back her temper. “So what if he’s a man? He’s kind and simple. He could even have a child to take care of you someday. You could stay a bachelor your whole life and never find anyone like him.” Afraid people would reject him, Su He tugged at her sleeve and cried, “I can have a baby… Don’t leave me.” Zhao Fengnian looked him up and down. “A fool having a baby with a little fool would mean I’d have to take care of both of you. Do you think I’m as stupid as you? Get lost.” The little fool’s eyes filled with tears. “I really can have a baby…” Even though his second aunt said he wasn’t stupid, just slow to react, Zhao Fengnian still refused to get involved with a man! As the new millennium dawned, southern China’s economy took off. The boss of Guanghan Hardware built his business from nothing, starting out in the countryside. They said he was a former soldier, too, a ruthless tough guy with a dark streak whom no one dared to cross. Who would have guessed that this man spent every day at home chasing after his wife? Su He dodged his hand. “Don’t touch me. My stomach hurts.” “Who told you to keep eating cold food? Come here and put your socks on.” The veins in Zhao Fengnian’s forehead throbbed. He wanted to lose his temper but didn’t dare. “You treat your man like I’m invisible. Keep this up and you’ll see what happens tonight.” Su He clutched his stomach and pouted. “You’re not my man. I married a rooster, not you.” Zhao Fengnian was at a loss. He wanted to beat himself for running his mouth back then, but he was afraid of hurting Su He’s stomach. So he slammed the door, scooped him up, and said, “Keep acting up. If I don’t make you cry tonight, just you wait.” Su He trembled and kept hitting him with the durian board in his hand. “Stop hitting me. My hand’s tired…” Reader’s guide: 1. The shou gets pregnant and has two children. 2. The cover and title are deliberately absurd!! Hehe, those who get it will get it. (I changed the previous penguin avatar because I was worried it might infringe on someone’s rights.) 3. The shou isn’t stupid, just slow to react, and has the thinking ability of a normal person. 4. Neither character is one-sidedly devoted or controlled by fans. They both give to and take care of each other. My stories won’t have one character doing all the giving: they’re always mutual!! The shou has a wife-like personality and takes care of the gong. He’s obedient in the kitchen, whether cooking this way or that. The gong is also very possessive, marking out his territory and claiming his wife. 5. Xiwa has nothing to do with Su He. He’s a fool, and his feelings for the shou are purely innocent. I won’t respond to anyone who ignores the content warnings, comes in, and leaves a low rating and insults. My next period drama of the same genre is coming soon, so save it to your library! The Husband Begs Me Not to Hate Him Northwest volunteer teacher x real estate tycoon Duan Xing was born as a “good-luck child,” an unwanted boy. After her husband died, his mother had failed to provide an heir. She turned to the good-luck ritual, suffered terribly, and slept with other men until she finally had a child. Resentful of the shackles of feudal morality, she made her child suffer alongside her. From the age of six, Duan Xing was made to bind his feet, grow his hair long, and wear floral dresses… After hearing day and night how he was supposed to serve men, he learned to do so. When the family ran out of rice and flour, his mother dragged him from door to door to beg for food with a smile. The leftovers he got were little better than slop. Duan Xing clutched his little chipped bowl and looked up at the gaze behind the village chief, instinctively shrinking away. Only at night did he find the courage to run over and whisper, “Big brother… my feet hurt.” Duan Xiaohui was born to elderly parents and was the apple of the village chief’s eye. But only he knew that he, too, was a bastard born from an affair. One night, he found a greedy little mouse. Once he met those pitiful eyes, he couldn’t stop himself. He stepped closer and crouched down, teasingly tucking the boy’s hair behind his ear. “Call me something sweet, and I won’t hit you.” Duan Xing had been beaten so much by his mother that he’d learned to please people. He felt the hand by his face and rubbed against it. When he saw his unbound feet and the steaming food, he obediently sold himself on the spot. When locusts ravaged the village, Duan Xiaohui didn’t stop to worry about whether his parents were alive. He grabbed Duan Xing and ran. Even after his leg went lame and he started bleeding, he kept running, determined to escape the cannibalistic Duan Family Village. That run lasted twelve years. Duan Xiaohui made something of himself in the city. As the economy boomed in the south, he built his fortune and became the real estate king through ruthless dealings. People in the business world said he was a cripple, his mind twisted, which was why he was so ruthless and heartless. But the shipments of supplies sent to the Northwest, and the hopeful primary schools that sprang up from the ground, were no lie. When his assignment on the Northwest frontier ended, a beautiful young man was waiting at the airport. Smiling, he threw himself into Duan Xiaohui’s arms and clung to him affectionately. People said he was Mr. Duan’s kept canary, hidden away from the world. They never imagined that this high-and-mighty man carefully served his lover at night. Duan Xing changed into a white dress, his long hair loose, and nestled against him just as he had as a child. “Big brother… teaching is so tiring. My feet hurt.” The man laid a hand on the round swell of his belly. “And what about the baby? Is the little one giving you trouble?” Duan Xing looked up, his voice softening. “He isn’t, but, big brother… I want to tease you.” Theme: Take advantage of a favorable wind to break free of your bonds and soar into the clouds.