Married to a Disabled Man in the 70's

There was no way Song Qinghan didn’t feel pain, but the others couldn’t resist the boars, and it was an emergency. He had attracted the wild boar’s attention but was also injured as a result.

When the wild boar tusks gored him, he instinctively avoided it, but a person was behind him. He had to push the person away first. That made him a step too slow, and his arm was injured.

At that moment, Song Qinghan was a little scared. He was afraid if he died, what would happen to his wife?

Even if she could don a ferocious and prickly exterior, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl. She’s timid, squeamish, and overspends. [1] What would happen to Jiaojiao without him?

Thankfully, all his injuries had been healed by the time he had had to confront the wild boar. He had been eating and drinking well for a while and was in peak condition. Even though the boar had injured him, he was still able to kill it.

On that day, Su Jiaojiao went to attend someone else’s wedding. She was not at home, and he didn’t want her to see his worst appearance. This was not to worry her, and also because he didn’t want her to feel bad.

Song Qinghan went directly to the hospital and waited for everything to be done. Then, he came back to shower and asked Daniu to help wash the blood-splattered clothes he changed out of. When he found himself presentable, he decided to start reading while waiting for Su Jiaojiao to return.

His eyes were gentle, his movements were intimate, and his voice was cautious for fear that she would be unhappy.

Su Jiaojiao still naturally felt his intentions as a girl. Although she was usually loud and boisterous, she was unexpectedly sensitive at this time. She also noticed that he changed his clothes, guessed his thoughts, and decisively abandoned the matchmaker system’s task for now. She rolled her eyes and said, “Don’t worry; I’m not an unreasonable person. You’ve already been injured. What else can I do?”

After that, she asked, “Did you not have lunch? I’m going to make it for you.”

When Song Qinghan looked at her, he felt grateful he had married her. By her side, he felt like he was home.

(T/N: Hey, actual meaningful content! Treat this message as an interlude because I still have a word count to fulfill.)

Song Qinghan pursed his lips but didn’t say anything. He just nodded his head, still looking at her.

Su Jiaojiao was still a little upset, feeling that he was underestimating herself, so she gave a proud snort and got up to cook.

She happened to be hungry herself.

Only when she got up, Song Qinghan also got up. His right hand automatically held her left hand. Although his actions made Su Jiaojiao glare at him, he didn’t mind and smiled gently.

Su Jiaojiao pouted.

And then Song Qinghan kissed her on the lips.

After being at a loss for words for some time, she finally straightened her face and said fiercely. “You’re injured. Sit here and don’t move; I’ll bring the food for you.”

“I want to be with you.” Song Qinghan whispered, looking down at their entwined hands.

The tall young man in front of her had his head lowered. Even though his right arm was wounded and he looked strong, he made people feel bad for him.

When his handsome face showed a pitiful look, Su Jiaojiao’s heart softened. She made a decision and impatiently said, “All right, keep up.”

Song Qinghan immediately burst into joy again.

As Su Jiaojiao knew Song Qinghan killed a wild boar, she decided to make meat broth noodles for him as a reward. As they were eating, Su Jiaojiao mulled on how to deal with the matchmaker system’s most recent task.

After all, this one was shameless to another degree!

The mere thought of it made Su Jiaojiao blush, but she quickly tried to supress those feelings. Otherwise, Song Qinghan might’ve noticed and they would have done…that.

However, her efforts were to no avail. Song Qinghan noticed her facial expression quickly contorting, a very strange sight.

Armos D. Platypus: Sorry for the shorter chapter, I was busy today.

[1] Those aren’t the biggest problems.