Cheng Zhong was a tall man with a strong body. After he retired from the battlefield, he made a living by hunting in the village, or doing some casual work such as butchering and slaughtering pigs.
He was strong and had a fierce look on his face. Children in the village ran away when they saw him.
His aunt felt that he was alone and had no one to take care of him at home, so she went around looking for marriage arrangements for him. But every time we look at each other, without exception, they scare people away.
Cheng Zhong was accustomed to living alone, thinking that there was nothing wrong with living his whole life alone. As a result, because of a moment of weakness, she took back a dry and thin boy to be her husband.
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Xingye struggles to survive under her stepmother.
He lived in a cowshed, ate scraps of food, and had no good clothes all year round.
His stepmother treated him worse than the family's cows, and often beat and scolded him. After being hungry and full, Apricot Leaf Sixteen still grows small.
Later, Xingye was about to be sold to a brothel by her stepmother for three taels of silver, but Cheng Zhong took her back.
From then on, there will be food for three meals and clothing for all seasons.
He staggered behind the man, and the villagers secretly laughed at the fierce man for being blind and causing trouble for himself.
But the man touched his head and said, "It's not a burden... It's the husband."
Xingye's face became whiter and fatter, and her eyes were brighter than before.
He grabbed the fierce man's clothes and called him in a low voice: "Mr.
*In daily life, parents are short-lived and have children.
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Lin Xueyan was born into a merchant family and had outstanding appearance. He was unable to walk for a long time due to a leg disease he developed when he was young.
He is a commoner in the family, and he is not well-received. It wasn't until he was eighteen that his aunt sent him to marry a man from a mountain village.
When Lin Xueyan inquired about it, he found out that he was a well-known village bully and scoundrel.
On their wedding night, Lin Xueyan hid the dagger, thinking that the worst possible outcome would be to die together. The village bully grabbed his hand and took away the dagger. He laughed and said, "Husband, you are murdering your own husband."
Lin Xueyan couldn't get away and her eyes turned red: "Who is your husband!"
Because he couldn't leave, the village bully cut off a lock of his hair, forced him to drink Hexin wine, and even kissed him.
Lin Xueyan lost her temper with anger and scolded him: "You are a scoundrel, a shameless scoundrel, a piece of shit!"
Village bully: "Woof?"
Lin Xueyan:......
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Lang Changfeng resigned from the army, took up a subordinate status, and retired in a mountain village.
The village is a village of unruly people, and fights between the two villages often occur.
Lang Changfeng entertained cats and dogs all day long, led a group of gangsters to play in the streets, and occasionally helped to mediate conflicts in several villages. Somehow, he got the reputation of being the village bully.
Village bully? Well done to the village tyrant... Someone even sent a beautiful husband specially.
However, the husband is weak and has a bad temper, so his legs still need medical treatment.
Lang Changfeng vowed: I want to be my husband's support!
Before he could start his old business, his husband had made a name for himself in business. Lang Changfeng immediately changed his mind: I want my husband to be my support!
The husband makes money to support the family and is as beautiful as a flower. Lang Changfeng said: It's not bad to be a dog for the husband.
What's wrong with eating your own husband's soft rice?
Purpose: Life requires management
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