Chapter 423 Cuihua's Married Life 2

Newlyweds always have endless topics to talk about and endless sweet nothings to share.

Even though Cuihua was in good health, she was still exhausted.

The next morning, I didn't even get up to cook; I was so asleep I was snoring away.

The veteran's biological clock woke him up early. He put on the awkward little apron and started a fire in the yard to burn coal. Once the coal briquettes were lit, he simmered red date and millet porridge over a low flame to nourish his wife. Afterward, undeterred by the strange looks from the other young women, wives, and old ladies in the yard, he even went to the unit's canteen to buy scallion pancakes and vegetarian buns. By the time he returned, the porridge was just ready.

"Honey, get up and eat something. I made your favorite millet porridge and also bought scallion pancakes."

When the men from Northeast China started yelling at their wives to get up, Cuihua only opened one eye and scared them away.

"roll!"

Seeing his wife's face, which was still full of resentment despite her sleepy eyes, he quickly switched to a bright and cheerful expression.

After slurping down his food, he ran off to the training ground inside the bureau, feeling fully recharged.

This is the cornerstone of his work, a strong testament to family harmony, and the best habit he has cultivated during his years in the military. He can lose anything but this habit.

Cuihua slept until the sun was high in the sky. When she woke up, not only was the house clean, but even the dirty clothes and smelly socks that the man had accumulated over the past few days had been washed and hung on the clothesline in their small yard.

As soon as she woke up, Zhai Sanhe, who was studying at the small table by the window, ran in with a smile and promptly handed her a glass of water.

"Honey, you're awake? Are you hungry? I've kept some millet porridge warm on the stove for you, want some?"

Cuihua took the water with a blank expression and moistened her throat: "What time is it?"

"It's almost eleven o'clock, time for lunch. You slept so long..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cuihua interrupted in a hoarse voice.

"I'm working the night shift tonight, and I won't have enough energy if I don't get enough sleep. What should I eat for lunch?"

"Have some rice porridge first. I'll go to the cafeteria later to buy some brown rice and a couple of side dishes. With the scallion pancakes and steamed buns from this morning, that should be enough."

Having a canteen is convenient, and since public canteens like theirs aren't for profit, it's quite a good deal.

Cuihua usually eats in the canteen at the health center. After a long day, she rarely cooks at home, and she has no right to be picky about food, so she eats whatever is available.

"Okay, I'll get ready, you can leave." She was still naked, and to avoid him suddenly becoming lustful, she wanted to kick her out first.

But it was too late. Not only did the person come in, but they also heard that she was going to work the night shift.

"How about I pick you up and drive you home every day?"

Cuihua frowned, clutching the thin blanket: "Why did you bring me back? You're at work during the day, and this place is a mess. It would have been better to go back to the village!"

"How can that be the same? You can cook for me when you come back. As long as I don't have any big cases this week, I can come home on time."

Cuihua glared at him, "No, I still think it's more comfortable to go back to the village to sleep. No one will bother me, and I can even go to my grandparents' house for lunch."

Looking at his wife's smooth shoulders, slender neck, and fair skin, Zhai Sanhe, who had unknowingly sat on the bed, involuntarily swallowed. Just as Tang Cuihua realized something was wrong, he suddenly got up, closed the door, drew the curtains, kicked off his shoes in one smooth motion, and got into bed.

"The thought of having to wait another week is making me feel unbearably itchy. Honey, I'm itchy here, can you stop it for me?"

Tang Cuihua, who was only a little over 1.6 meters tall, did not have the strength of Cuihong. After being tackled by the 1.8-meter-tall man, she quickly turned into a puddle of spring water, groaning softly while scratching herself with gritted teeth.

Meanwhile, a certain diligent farmer is enjoying the hard-won bounty with a bittersweet pleasure.

It was already 1 p.m. when they finally had lunch. To make up for his wife's hard work, Zhai Sanhe specially prepared a small portion of braised pork for her. He didn't eat a single bite. If Cuihua hadn't taken pity on him and forced him to eat two pieces of meat, he probably would have only been able to satisfy his craving by dipping rice in the broth.

This man is truly remarkable. Before leaving in the afternoon, he even went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy his wife canned goods, malted milk powder, and fruit.

“We don’t have children or elderly parents now, so there’s no need to save our salaries. Buy whatever you want to eat. I’ve given you the savings account, so don’t keep thinking about saving it.”

“That won’t do. I still want to build a house in the village, so I have to be careful with my money.”

"If you want to build, you can build now; there's no need to store it."

“You’re a son-in-law who’s married into the family, how can I spend your money to build a house? Besides, now is not the right time.”

Now it was Zhai Sanhe's turn to roll his eyes. "Then give me back my bankbook!"

Tang Cuihua slapped him across the face, saying, "You've gone too far! Now that you're here, how can I give you back to you?"

From now on, you'll keep three yuan of your salary each month; the rest will have to be handed over.

"Look at you, why are you getting so worked up? Didn't you say I'm a live-in son-in-law and won't cost me any money?"

Cuihua said matter-of-factly, "You actually believed me when I said that! My money is mine, you can't spend it, and your money is mine too. It's more than enough that I leave you three yuan every month."

"Overbearing!" Zhai Sanhe muttered under his breath, and urged Tang Cuihua to stop after she glared at him.

"Alright, alright, hurry back. Don't you need to go home first? Drive carefully on the way, especially if you're working the night shift. Be careful."

Amid the man's nagging, Cuihua gracefully mounted her bicycle and waved to him.

Now she rides a new bike; the old one is ridden by Zhai Sanhe.

In his words, "The old bike wasn't riding well anymore, so I rode it. I've already broken in the new bike for a while, and now it's perfect to ride!"

This was a new car that Zhai Sanhe bought when they got married, and it still had a license plate from the county town.

Now, everyone in their township health center knows that Tang Cuihua's new husband is from the county public security bureau, and he's even a son-in-law who moved into her family home.

You know, life is so unpredictable; it's like comparing yourself to others and it just makes you miserable.

Cuihua is now a full-time employee at the health center. Her professional skills have been assessed, and she is usually kind and generous, never doing anything malicious. In addition, she is diligent and always rushes to help her old colleagues whenever they need it, and she has unintentionally received a lot of technical guidance.

People are all interconnected. Especially after Cuihua got married, her status was no longer what it used to be. Even Director Sun from the post office and Dr. Chen and his wife from the health center, who had brought her into the family, are now actively trying to get on her good side.

When it comes to interpersonal relationships and worldly wisdom, it seems that the word 'reality' has always been indispensable from ancient times to the present.

When you have no status or background, people are afraid that you might covet their connections.

Once they got married and had a man to rely on, especially one from the county's Public Security Bureau, everyone was eager to come and offer incense and gifts to build a relationship.

This made Cuihua realize that relying on others is unreliable, and she still had to rely on herself. She couldn't completely depend on men either; who knew if they would still be able to maintain their sincerity when the honeymoon period was over and the realities of daily life came up?