Chapter 1 — The Quiet Husband Loves You All My Life

I only learned, after my death, that my quiet husband had been at my grave for thirty years. He personally carved a tombstone for me and planted it with white chrysanthemums. Finally, on the anniversary of my death, he dressed neatly and lay down next to me. Reliving my life again, as soon as I opened my eyes I was back on the second day after the wedding. He was standing next to the bed, holding a bowl of hot steamed eggs, his eyebrows frowned tightly as if he wanted to pinch a fly to death. Outside the yard, Vuong Thai Phuong shouted loudly:

"Huh, Miss Hua Hoa is really precious, even after getting married, she still sleeps around!"

In my previous life, I was so embarrassed that I wanted to die because of this sentence. In this life, I immediately snuggled straight into that man's arms. Luc Trung's tall body stopped, his ears turned red, he turned around to face the door, his voice cold as ice:

“My wife, I want to pamper her, can I eat your rice?”

Afterwards, he gave me all my salary and coupons, stuffed a carefully hidden Dai Bach Tho milk candy into my mouth, and nurtured me into a wife that made the whole campus red with envy. But then, I discovered that every month he regularly sent money to a strange address, and under the bed hid an iron box with a lock. It wasn't until I pried open that box that I realized he was good to me, not just because of love.

1

I woke up. Not waking up in a dilapidated dormitory house, coughing profusely. Nor in the form of a ghost, wandering in a cold cemetery. But I was lying on a dirt bed covered with a crimson wedding blanket, unusually warm, covered with a thick cotton soldier's shirt, the smell of clean cigarettes mixed with the smell of herbal soap, constantly creeping into my nose. Read full at page Van ha longing This scent, so familiar that it makes my heart tremble. It's Luc Trung's scent. I jumped up and looked around the room. Yellow clay walls, wooden window frames, on the glass there is also a skewed word "two joys" stuck on the glass. This is... the 70s, the Hong Tinh family area, the wedding room of me and Luc Trung. I'm really back. Come back exactly the second day after the wedding. In my previous life, that very morning, I heard the instigation of neighbor Vuong Thai Phuong, thinking that Luc Trung was fierce and quiet, and did not know how to care for others, so he asked to sleep separately. From there began the lifelong tragedy of both of us.

“Are you awake?”

A deep, hoarse, somewhat dry voice rang out at the door. I raised my head and saw Luc Trung standing there, holding a large porcelain bowl with a broken mouth. He was very tall, wearing old faded military uniform, broad shoulders, slim waist, long legs that made his pants stretch. His face was expressionless, his eyebrows were cold, his eyes were as deep as a black lake, just staring at me. In my previous life, I was most afraid of that look, thinking he would attack someone right after that. But now, I just want to cry. Thirty years. After I died, how did you live alone for thirty years?

“Wake up and eat.”

He placed the bowl on the table, his voice stiff. In the bowl are steamed eggs, golden in color, with a few drops of sesame oil floating on top, giving off a sweet aroma. These days, eggs are precious. His monthly allowance is only enough to buy a few times like that. My eyes were red, I sniffed, lifted the blanket and was about to get out of bed. As soon as his feet touched the ground, his calves immediately cramped painfully, and his whole body leaned forward. When it's over, I'll probably fall over. A huge hand suddenly reached out, hugged my waist, gently pulling me into his hot chest. His chest was as hard as stone, the sound of his heart beating "thump, thump" echoed in my ears through the thin layer of fabric. Read full at page Van ha lovesickness My face turned red.

“Rush.”

He scolded me but didn't let go, helping me sit on the edge of the bed. His hand was big, rough, calloused, holding my arm but it was scary hot. I bowed my head, not daring to look at him, like a rabbit jumping around in my heart.

“Weak.”

He let out a sentence then turned around to get my shoes. I looked at that tall back, my heart was so sweet that I wanted to explode. That's right, I'm weak. In my previous life, no one loved me, so I had to try hard on my own. In this life, with you protecting me, why am I not weak? Outside the yard, Vuong Thai Phuong's high-pitched voice rang out again:

"Oh my god, the sun has already reached its peak and Captain Luc's newlywed wife hasn't woken up yet? What a city lady, so precious!"

Her voice was sour, full of jealousy that she didn't bother to hide. In my previous life, after hearing this, I was so embarrassed that I didn't dare raise my head, worried that I would disgrace Luc Trung, so I immediately ran out to argue with her. What about the results? Unable to argue with her, Luc Trung misunderstood that I hated his poor family and deliberately caused trouble. In this life, I'm not stupid anymore. I slowly put on my shoes, picked up the hot bowl of steamed eggs, and ate them spoon by spoon. Extremely delicious. Luc Trung stood next to me, his eyebrows still furrowed, but his eyes no longer seemed so fierce.

"Hua Hoa! Come out here! What kind of bravery is hiding in the room like a turtle?"

Vuong Thai Phuong out there curses even more. I finished the last spoonful, licked my lips, looked up at Luc Trung:

“I'm full.”

He said "yes" and reached out to pick up the empty bowl.

“I'll go wash the dishes.”

“Wait.” I grabbed his shirt.

His body was clearly stiff. I raised my face and looked at him with sparkling eyes:

"Luc Trung, someone is scolding you out there."

The voice was soft, carrying a bit of self-pity. His throat moved slightly, his dark eyes looked at me for a few seconds, said nothing, turned around and walked out. I perked up my ears to hear the noise outside.

“Vuong Thai Phuong.”

Luc Trung's voice rang out, cold as ice.

“What did you say just now?”

2

Vuong Thai Phuong's voice paused for a moment, then immediately rose eight notches.

"What did I say? Captain Luc, I'm not talking about you, I'm saying that your wife is so precious! The sun is shining up to her butt and she hasn't even woken up yet. We don't have that kind of lazy daughter-in-law in our compound!"

She was sure Luc Trung thought the same as I did in my previous life - that this was embarrassing. Indeed, Luc Trung thought so in his previous life. After returning home, he said to me with a gloomy face:

“In the future, wake up a little earlier, don't let people object.”