Chapter 1 (1/2)

Chapter 1

【1】

On March 12, National Treeplanting Day and Mr. Chen’s birthday, they got married.

Mr. Chen had decided on the wedding day. When he previously discussed things with Miss Cheng, he’d said, “We can’t set it on Valentine’s Day, nor can we set it on your birthday.”

Miss Cheng had found it odd. “Why?”

“Because I need to give you a gift on our wedding anniversary. If it’s on the same day as a holiday, I can only give you one gift for both holidays. You’d lose out.”

Miss Cheng pondered it over deeply before nodding her head. “Then we can’t set it on White Day either, or your birthday.”

“No, you can only choose between these two days,” Mr. Chen said. “That way, you’ll give one gift less to me and I’ll help you save money. See how well I can run a household.”

Miss Cheng rubbed his head in praise while Mr. Chen was delighted.

On the day of the wedding, there was a little accident. According to tradition, Mr. Chen Youlin[1] should first pick up Miss Cheng Yiran[2] from her house, where he’d be ridiculed and jeered at by her friends before piggybacking his bride down the stairs and onto the marriage car.

As Mr. Chen finished being viciously oppressed by her friends until they let him through, he prepared to pick up his bride. However, the rusty lock that had hardly been oiled since Miss Cheng’s youth decided to forsake its owner.

They couldn’t open the door.

No matter how the person inside pushed and shoved, or the people outside pounded, poked, or pulled, the iron grille door stood stubbornly between the groom and bride like the Queen Mother of the West separating two lovers on the sh.o.r.es of life and death.

The crowd had worked themselves up into a sweat as they kicked up a row and called for the lock company. Miss Cheng held her forehead inside the door and sighed, while Mr. Chen stubbornly turned on the key outside. “Release my wife, let her go, ah, let her go! Give my wife back to me! Give her back, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d!”

Only in stories would the male lead get a golden finger from the author. Reality didn’t work like that.

So no matter how much the male lead resented and struggled, all he could do was wait for the lock company’s employee to let his wife out.

Naturally, the wedding ceremony was delayed by an hour before proceeding as planned.

Everyone who’s gotten married in China knows that this was a laborious event. After busying themselves for a day before returning home, the new groom and bride took a shower, lay on the bed, and went into their respective dream worlds.

On the morning of the second day, Miss Cheng woke up before Mr. Chen. She climbed off the bed and cooked a pot of porridge, cleaned up around the new house, and set the table before lifting up Mr. Chen’s covers to kick him off the bed and wash up.

When they were eating breakfast together, Cheng Yiran saw that Chen Youlin’s hand was a little shaky. She took it for a look and found out that this idiot had used too much strength yesterday turning the key. He’d actually rubbed a layer of his skin raw. With a sigh, she helped him stick on a band-aid before stroking his head again.

“I used up all the band-aids in the house on the first day of our marriage. Your task when you come home tonight is to buy a pack of band-aids as our reserve, understand?”

Mr. Chen docilely nodded his head and went to work.

【2】

After getting married, Miss Cheng became Mrs. Cheng[3]. The well-behaved and kindhearted Mr. Chen never dared to bring Mrs. Cheng any trouble when he went home. However, today’s rainy day broke that streak.

Cheng Yiran looked at the soaking wet form of Chen Youlin holding a dog, her eyes like daggers digging into his flesh. “What is this thing?” Hands on her hips, she blocked the way into the entrance hall, forbidding Mr. Chen from taking off his shoes and walking in.

“It’s…a dog,” Mr. Chen replied meekly.

Outside, the lightning and thunder threw Mrs. Cheng’s mood into sharp relief as she glared. “Don’t I know it’s a dog! I’m asking why you brought it here? Both of us work during the day and our house is so small, how can we raise him?”

Like the dog, Mr. Chen was looking at Mrs. Cheng. “But don’t you think he’s very pitiful?”

“Awroo…” the dog chimed up in agreement.

Mrs. Cheng kneaded her forehead. “Chen Youlin, I say, you should think about the reality first.”

“He’s very pitiful. Are you going to cast him aside?” Mr. Chen’s face was all disappointment, his eyes s.h.i.+mmering brightly. “I married a wife with a heart of stone.”

“Awroo.”

Blue veins popped out on Mrs. Cheng’s forehead as she gripped her , ready to hit him. But seeing Mr. Chen’s eyes, her heart softened as she sighed. “Fine, we can leave him here for the night. But we have to send him away first thing tomorrow morning.”

Mr. Chen immediately took off his shoes and went inside the house, bringing the dog to the bathroom. “Then let’s talk about temporarily taking him in first.”

“I said we’re only keeping him here for now! Tomorrow, we’re sending him away!”