Chapter 2 — The Quiet Husband Loves You All My Life

Just because of that one sentence, I felt sorry for myself for several days. But this time, I heard him laugh coldly. That laugh was short, without any warmth.

“My wife, my dear, can I eat your rice?”

The whole courtyard immediately fell silent. I covered my mouth, almost laughing out loud. Vuong Thai Phuong's throat must have been choked, but he couldn't speak until he spoke in a dry voice:

"I... I don't just want to be good for you, getting married is to live life, not to bring back ancestors to worship!"

“I like to worship.”

Luc Trung's voice was not loud, but each word was like nails nailed to the ground.

"Her hands are soft and can't touch cold water. She's weak and needs a lot of sleep. If you have too much free time, go take off your husband's cotton shirt from last year and wash it, the collar is about to get crusty."

“You…!” Vuong Thai Phuong was so angry that he took a cold breath.

This sentence is really unique. Everyone is suffering these days, but on the outside you still have to maintain face. Luc Trung's statement was to bluntly expose her family's story in front of the whole house.

“More.” Luc Trung paused for a moment, his voice even colder:

"From now on, stay away from my house. If I ever hear you talking behind my back again, I will personally go find your Mr. Truong and ask if that vice squad chair is stable."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no more sound in the whole courtyard, no one dared to breathe loudly. Vuong Thai Phuong's husband Truong Cuong, for the position of deputy squad leader, he ran out of money and gave away how much, who doesn't know? Luc Trung is the camp chief, one level higher, if he says he can do it. If you want Truong Cuong to face difficulties, just one sentence is needed. Vuong Thai Phuong was completely exhausted, not daring to open his mouth. I heard a “bang” — it must have been her door being slammed shut. The world became peaceful again. I leaned against the door frame, watching Luc Trung come in. My heart felt as sweet as honey overflowing. This man, still like his previous life, is pitifully clumsy and doesn't know how to say nice words. But he used the most direct and clumsy way to protect me. He walked in front of me, his tall body covering my whole body.

"She'll cause trouble later, so just hide in your room and let me take care of it."

He looked straight into my eyes and spoke very seriously. I nodded vigorously, tears welling up in my eyes.

“I know.”

Seeing that I was about to cry, he panicked and raised his hand to touch my face, but then withdrew. In the end, he just let out a curt sentence:

“I'll go wash the dishes.”

After saying that, he seemed to run away, carrying the bowl to the kitchen. I looked at his back and secretly smiled. This man is so adorable that I can die. In the afternoon, Luc Trung arrived at the unit. I cleaned the house inside and out one at a time. Actually, there wasn't much to clean up. The house was so poor that there was nothing left except the bed, the table, and two wooden chairs provided by the unit. While thinking about what to eat for dinner, Luc Trung returned. He carried a small net, inside was half a piece of tofu, a small bunch of green vegetables, and a thin piece of pork belly. My eyes shined. Nowadays, meat is a luxury, you have to have a stamp to buy it.

“Where did you get the meat coupon?” I asked.

“Exchange with others.” He put the things in the kitchen and answered briefly.

I understand, you must have used your cigarette or cloth coupons to exchange with your comrades. This man feels sorry for himself and only wants the best for me. Dinner, I cook white cabbage stewed with tofu, cut pork belly very thin, stir-fry a plate of braised pork. The fragrance flew all over the yard, half of the courtyard could smell it. Read full on page Van Ha Tuong Tu While eating, Luc Trung did not say a word, just bowed his head to eat. I gave him a piece of meat, he stopped and looked up at me.

“You eat.”

“Let's eat.” He said, “I'm tired of training.” I laugh.

His face seemed a bit red, he bowed his head and quietly ate that piece of meat. After eating, he went to wash the dishes as usual. I sat on the dirt bed, looking at his back with his sleeves rolled up and washing dishes in the kitchen, my heart filled with satisfaction. This life, how good it is. By the time he finished washing the dishes and returned, it was already dark. There was only a small oil lamp in the house, the light was dim. He took off his jacket, revealing his strong muscles underneath. My heart jumped slightly, somewhat confused. Tonight... we have to sleep together. In my previous life, I refused to live or die. On the wedding night, we had an argument and hugged the blanket to the small room next door to sleep. Looking back now, I feel incredibly stupid. He walked over, smelling of gentle soap.

“You should sleep first.” he said.

“What about you?”

“I read books.”

He took out a military theory book from an old wooden chest, sat at the table, reading under the dim light. I know he's afraid I'll be afraid and is giving me time to adjust. I lay on the dirt bed, covered with his cotton shirt, smelling his scent, my heart was both bitter and soft. Luc Trung, in this life, I will never push you away again. In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a soft noise. Opening his eyes, he saw Luc Trung gingerly climbing onto the bed. He thought I was sleeping, so he moved gently as if he was afraid of waking me up. He lay down next to me, far enough away for another person to lie down. I felt the warmth from his body, and the sound of my suppressed breathing. In the dark, I sneaked closer to him. Then move a little more. Until my hand touches his hand. His body immediately stiffened. I pretended to be restless, turned over, and curled my whole body into his arms. I buried my face in his chest and said softly:

“It's so cold.”

Then, I felt hot hands, hesitated a bit and then gently placed them on my back, pulling me closer. His chin rested on the top of my head, his breath tickling my hairline — both hot and itchy. I curled my lips and fell asleep peacefully. The next morning, I woke up to the mouth-watering aroma of meat dumplings.