In the shabby earthen house, it was covered in dust and wind. The paper on the window flickered in the wind, making creaking sounds.
On the bed, Zhao Jiaqi was covered with a thin sheet that gave off a black scent. She stared at the roof with her clear eyes for a long time.
She was hurt by her best friend and husband in her previous life. After she died, her soul traveled to her new wife, who shared the same surname as her.
Speaking of which, the original owner was also timid.
On the wedding night, the bride saw that her husband, Fan Zehao, was as thick as a stick. His face was full of whiskers and he looked vicious. She was so scared that she curled up in the corner and began to tremble, for fear that he would use his ability to kill a dog with a punch.
As a result, Fan Zehao was not gentle. He drank too much and pulled the people in the corner. When he wanted to do something, Zhao Jiaqi rolled her eyes and was scared to death.
She had come all the way to this desolate place. To think that she was a fresh bride.
Zhao Jiaqi blinked her dry eyes and let out a heavy sigh. "Sigh..."
The person squatting at the door heard a noise in the room. He pushed open the heavy door and made a creaking sound. Fan Zehao came in with an unhappy face and looked at the person who woke up from the bed.
With a cold breath, he arrogantly announced to Zhao Jiaqi, "You are already my wife. Even if you don't want to, you have to live with me, giving birth to a baby."
The person on the bed turned his head and looked at him. He had a strong back and broad waist, and could only hunt and farm. As expected, his limbs were developed and his mind was simple. He was a reckless man of his type.
She sat up and stared at him calmly. Her red lips opened slightly. "I'm hungry."
Fan Zehao was stunned. This was the first time she had talked to him since she entered the house. He didn't expect her voice to be so pleasant. The corners of his mouth twitched, and the beard on his mouth also trembled. "Mom is ready. I'll serve you dinner."
Before he finished his words, he ran out in a hurry and shouted at the yard. He was as happy as a child eating candy.
Zhao Jiaqi breathed a sigh of relief. She had just tested what kind of person Fan Zehao was. It seemed that except for his appearance and bad temper, she did not find anything wrong with him.
At least, she was not allowed to cook, do housework, or abuse her. After all, most of the ancient men were men.
While he was meditating on how to live in the future, Fan Zehao walked in with a big bowl in his hand with a smile.
He handed the bowl to her with his rough big palm. "Honey, there are two kinds of hot noodles with meat on them. Eat it quickly."
There was a big bowl of noodles, as well as braised pork. In the village of the People's Lake, it was just a Spring Festival, so they could not eat it at all.
Even though yesterday's wedding banquet was a big pot of dishes, the meat in the big pot was good enough to hold two pounds of meat.
Zhao Jiaqi raised her eyes in surprise and looked at Fan Zehao staring at the bowl in her hand. She licked her lips secretly, and it seemed that she also coveted the rice in her bowl.
"Have you and your mother eaten yet?"
Fan Zehao came to his senses and scratched his hair with a silly smile. "I... I'm done. I'm going to have dinner."
After that, he ran away, leaving Zhao Jiaqi alone.
Zhao Jiaqi looked at the person who was running away. Where did that fierce look go?
"The more I look at him, the more I feel that he is a paper tiger."
She picked up the bowl and followed him out of the house. She had never seen a new world or a new home.
Since she had come and married someone, she could only go forward in the future. As for Fan Zehao's appearance, she felt quite safe.
The courtyard was not big, but it was clean and tidy. It could be seen that the family was diligent.
