Cheng Zhong was broad-shouldered and strong. After leaving the battlefield, he made a living hunting in the village and taking odd jobs like castrating and butchering pigs.
He was burly and had a fierce-looking face, so the village children ran whenever they saw him.
His aunt felt sorry for him, living alone with no one to keep house, and searched far and wide for a match for him. But every time a potential bride came to meet him, she was scared off without fail.
Cheng Zhong was used to keeping to himself and figured he could live out his life alone. But one day, his heart softened, and he brought home a thin, frail young man to be his husband.
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Xingye had to scrape by under his stepmother's thumb.
He lived in the cowshed, ate leftovers, and never had a decent set of clothes all year.
His stepmother treated him worse than the family cow, beating and berating him at the slightest excuse. Sometimes he ate, sometimes he went hungry, and at sixteen, Xingye was still small for his age.
Later, when his stepmother was about to sell him to a brothel for three silver taels, Cheng Zhong took him away.
From then on, he had three meals a day and clothes for every season.
He stumbled along behind the man as the villagers secretly laughed that the fierce brute had gone blind and found himself a burden.
But the man stroked his head and said, "You're not a burden... You're my husband."
Xingye's face, now plump and fair from being well-fed, lifted, and his eyes were brighter than before.
He caught the hem of the fierce man's clothes and softly called him, "Husband."
* Everyday life, family matters, and having children.
Coming soon: "The Village Bully's Beautiful Husband." Please add it to your collection!
Lin Xueyan came from a merchant family and was exceptionally handsome. A leg ailment he had suffered as a child meant he couldn't walk for long.
He was a disfavored concubine-born son, and his family treated him poorly. His primary wife only arranged for him to marry a man from a mountain village when he had reached the age of eighteen.
When Lin Xueyan asked around, he found out the man was a notorious village bully and scoundrel.
On their wedding night, Lin Xueyan hid a dagger, thinking that if it came down to it, they could die together. The village bully grabbed his hand, took the dagger away, and grinned nonchalantly. "Husband, are you trying to murder your own man?"
Lin Xueyan couldn't break free, and his eyes reddened. "Who are you calling your husband?!"
Taking advantage of the fact that Lin Xueyan couldn't walk, the village bully snipped off a lock of his hair, forced him to drink the wedding wine, and even kissed him.
Furious and losing his composure, Lin Xueyan cursed him. "You shameless, good-for-nothing scoundrel! You mangy dog!"
The village bully: "Woof?"
Lin Xueyan: ...
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After resigning from the military, Lang Changfeng left under the guise of an ordinary subordinate and retired to a mountain village.
The village was full of troublemakers, and the two villages often got into fights.
Lang Changfeng spent his days teasing cats and dogs, roaming around with a gang of young thugs, and occasionally stepping in to mediate when the villages brawled. Somehow, he earned himself the title of village bully.
A village bully? That sounded great... Especially since someone had even sent him a beautiful husband.
Unfortunately, his husband was frail, had a terrible temper, and needed treatment for his leg.
Lang Changfeng declared with confidence, "I'll become someone my husband can rely on!"
Before he could even put his old skills to work, his husband made a success of his business. Lang Changfeng immediately changed his tune: "I'll make my husband someone I can rely on!"
His husband earned money to support the family and was as beautiful as a flower. Lang Changfeng thought, Being my husband's dog wouldn't be so bad.
What's wrong with living off your own husband?
Theme: Life takes work
I've finished watching ~ It's very beautiful 😍 😍 It would be better if there were more extras 😳 🥺
I don't understand why Zhao Chunyu helped Wang Cailan pour medicine for the plum tree, and he didn't explain it until the end.
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