Married to a Disabled Man in the 70's

She occasionally saw Song Qinghan receive letters before. She didn’t like others reading her letters whenever they wanted, so she didn’t read others letters without their permission either. Nor was she interested in any of it. After all, she only thought about food all day long.

She never knew that Song Qinghan actually had a lot of connections.

But after thinking about this for a bit, she understood. Comrades who relied on each other to survive would naturally develop deep feelings. It wouldn’t be a problem to help a comrade out a little.

Moreover, Wang Xiao drove for a cadre. It wouldn’t arouse suspicion if he used it privately to buy a few things.

She trusted Song Qinghan more than Ji Xuan anyways. [1] Aside from that, Song Qinghan also knew that Ji Xuan had helped get some vouchers. As he didn’t poke his nose much into her business, it’d be harder for him to notice a discrepancy in the number of vouchers.

Even if he figured it out, Su Jiaojiao intuitively felt that he would not betray her due to their relationship.

As for Wang Xiao, they would pay for the travel expenses and the gas. She’d even give a little extra so he could earn a quick buck along the way.

She could also buy some ingredients that the town’s supply and marketing cooperative did not have, such as butter this way.

To make matters even better, Song Qinghan’s birthday was in November, so she could prepare a birthday gift for him as well.

Song Qinghan loved her intimacy very much and kissed her twice. He put her on his lap with his right hand as he rubbed her waist. His voice became muted, “Do you feel better?”

“…” Su Jiaojiao looked at him and asked wordlessly: What do you think?

Song Qinghan understood, pursed his lips regretfully and buried his face in her neck aggrievedly. He even took a bite as emotional compensation.

Su Jiaojiao smiled angrily and twisted his cheek, “You’re even feeling wronged?!”

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During lunch break, Song Qinghan gave Jiaojiao a good massage.

After her back pain disappeared, Su Jiaojiao came back to life again!

After slapping away Song Qinghan, who wanted to get closer, Su Jiaojiao rode to town.

She likes to eat all kinds of dough-related food, so she stockpiled a lot before and secretly bought some flour from the matchmaker system, which was why there was enough last night.

She could secretly buy flour from the black market for her own use. But if she was doing business, she would expose herself easily as she required a lot of flour. So she had to buy part of it from the supply and marketing cooperation.

The remainder she bought from the matchmaker system at market price. It completely disregarded her hard work at completing the task and didn’t even give her a discount.

But buying via the matchmaker system is much safer than on the black market.

By four o’clock in the afternoon, Su Jiaojiao was returning home on her bike with a lot of ingredients, making her feel satisfied. She could turn this into money once she got back!

There weren’t many people here, but the scenery was good and the air was fresh. The sun was about to set, so it wasn’t hot. There was even a comfortable breeze.

As Su Jiaojiao was feeling relaxed, she found that a person was chasing another person on the road not far away. The person being chased looked very familiar. It looked like…Ji Xuan?

She moved faster, but it was already too late. The man overwhelmed Ji Xuan and made a strange disgusting cry: “Haha, you tried to run? Didn’t you still get caught by me? You…”

“Scram!” Ji Xuan struggled to turn over as she tried to kick him.

It’s a pity that she failed. Instead, her legs were caught by the disgusting man.

Su Jiaojiao was already close by. The man glanced at her, saw that she was a woman, sneered, and threatened her, “Run away, or you’ll suffer too!”

Su Jiaojiao just got out of the bike quickly like he hadn’t heard it, and walked towards them with a cold face.

The man thought she was going to help, so he kicked Ji Xuan and was going to shoot beat Su Jiaojiao up. Ji Xuan had returned to her senses a little [2]. When she saw Su Jiaojiao, she shouted, “Run! What are you doing here? Hurry up, he wouldn’t dare to actually hurt me, hurry up…”

As she was shouting, Su Jiaojiao silently stretched out her hand. In her grasp was a black object that looked like a flashlight.

When the man leaned close to her hand, his grinning face suddenly stiffened, and his laughter paused. The next second, he fell to the ground in a daze, making a loud bang and shaking up a layer of dust.

Ji Xuan, who was in a fluster, was speechless.

What happened?

Was she hallucinating?

How did that man fall just like that?

Armos D. Platypus: Ahem. Seems like the plot has been derailed yet again.

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[1] I feel obligated to say something along the lines of ‘Don’t diss on my girl Ji Xuan’.

[2] If you are confused and need a ELI5, I’mma just say that being knocked to the ground does in fact knock the wind out of you.