Married to a Disabled Man in the 70's

“Thanks.” Song Qinghan accepted this kindness with a smile.

Su Jiaojiao also waved and thanked the two brothers with a smile, “Thank you, big brother and second brother!”

“You’re welcome!” Both of them replied and laughed.

Su Zhengyang and Sun Fang received their portion of meat just after them. As they walked behind their children, they felt at ease. It was the right decision to separate their families. They at least knew what was their own and what wasn’t now, so they wouldn’t feel like being given things as a matter of course.

After all, people who don’t overstep boundaries and easier to get along with.

There is too much meat. Su Jiaojiao and Song Qinghan definitely can’t finish it, but they can still sell it.

Ji Xuan suggested making meat buns. Now that the weather is cold, meat buns wouldn’t spoil as quickly. When mixed with vegetables and seasonings, you couldn’t tell if the meat is pork or wild boar.

But making buns is very troublesome. Su Jiaojiao hesitated and decided to ask Sun Fang and her sisters-in-law for help.

So that night, Su Jiaojiao told them what she had been doing. The Su family was so dazed that Sun Fang almost slapped her daughter for the first time in her life.

Fortunately, she escaped the crisis by acting cute.

“You’re way too daring!” Sun Fang bitterly poked her daughter’s forehead while holding her. As her hands were full, she could only stare at Song Qinghan. “You too. You’re four years older than Jiaojiao. It’s understandable if she isn’t sensible, but how about you?”

Song Qinghan lowered his head and obediently let Sun Fang complain.

Su Jiaojiao covered her face with a guilty conscience, as she was actually one year older than Song Qinghan.

Zhang Qing and Li Xiu were not so afraid. Instead, after a brief period of fear, they immediately understood why Su Jiaojiao was so generous. Not only was Song Qinghan well-off, but there was also this secret business of hers.

Zhang Qing was the first to speak, “Mom, it’s not that bad. After all, it’s not Su Jiaojiao who goes out to sell things, so it’s not that dangerous. I want to help her.”

“I want to help too!” Li Xiu nodded decisively. “Since I’m pregnant, I’m not doing anything. I want to do something to help.”

“Mom, will you be helping us? We can live a better life if we make more money…” Su Jiaojiao asked.

Sun Fang’s face changed, but when she looked at her daughter’s puppy-dog eyes, she hesitated and nodded in agreement.

The four men didn’t say a word. They didn’t interfere about family affairs and just needed to listen to instructions.

So at midnight, their hastily-created and temporary group formed!

In the middle of the night, Sun Fang secretly led her daughters-in-law to her daughter’s house, and they made steamed stuffed buns together. Song Qinghan also helped because he could. He was injured, so he didn’t have to go to work the next day. It was fine if he stayed up late since he could take a nap with Su Jiaojiao in the afternoon.

At three o’clock in the morning, they had already made hundreds of buns. Ji Xuan rode a bike and sold them using a big basket. Some of them were sold by others, while she sold the rest herself. They earned a little bit less that way, but it was also a safer method.

However, they didn’t need to worry about the products after they had left the house. They just had to wait to split the profits.

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Su Jiaojiao yawned while she was locking the courtyard door as she was so tired she’d fall sleep as soon as her head hit the bed. But when she was entering the main house, she tripped on the doorframe.

Ah–” She screamed as she was about to fall. Song Qinghan’s expression changed slightly, as he immediately reached out to pick her up. But when he got her in his arms, his wound reopened, making him gasp in pain lightly. Let him take a breath.

After Su Jiaojiao quickly stood up again, she said in a panic, “What’s the matter? Is your wound alright?”

Song Qinghan denied it. “No, I’m fine.”

Su Jiaojiao was fully awake as she lit the candle. Then, she dragged Song Qinghan inside, only to realize that his arm had been stained with blood a long time ago.

“I’m sorry.” Su Jiaojiao whispered, making him sit on the side of the bed with red eyes, “I’ll change your dressing.” She carefully removed the blood-stained bandage, only to realize that his wound was much bigger than that.

It almost spanned its entire arm, with blood covering its surroudings. The torn open wound was still being tied together with loose threads, making it hurt even more and look frightening.

When Su Jiaojiao moved, her hands were trembling, and she carefully wiped off the blood stains before applying the medicine.

This medicine was bought from the system when the two first got married and he was sick. They still had a lot of it left over, and it worked much better than the medicine prescribed by the doctor, but it seemed to irritate the wound slightly as Song Qinghan was obviously tense.

When applying the medicine, Song Qinghan didn’t wear a shirt to prevent his clothes from getting dirty, so his sturdy figure was just shown in front of her eyes.

After she finished wrapping up everything, she immediately threw herself into his arms, crying aggrievedly. His arm was numb, but Song Qinghan didn’t care. Instead, he clasped the person in his arms tightly and comforted her in a low voice, “It’s okay, it really doesn’t hurt. You didn’t mean it.”

Armos D. Platypus: So fun tidbit; when I used Google Translate to assist me (I’m tired ok), the pronouns are gender-swapped for Su Jiaojiao and Song Qinghan.