Chapter 3: I Want to Eat Meat

During the first two years of their marriage, Song Shengsheng would also act sweetly towards Fu Cheng.

If she was touched, she would say it hurt. If she bumped into something, she would say she felt uncomfortable, asking him to hold her, to kiss her. Later, she gradually grew tired of Fu Cheng’s coldness and stopped bothering to talk to him.

This “husband” was a sweet, slightly vulnerable call, tinged with a hint of weakness.

Fu Cheng met her pleading gaze and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Song Shengsheng hadn’t eaten much since yesterday. She had rushed to Yangcheng, so excited that she forgot to eat.

She was overwhelmed with joy at the newfound freedom and happiness.

Song Shengsheng pursed her lips, “Husband, I’m hungry.”

She looked so well-behaved, her small mouth nervously pursing.

Fu Cheng rarely saw her so submissive, and his heart softened a little.

But his words were still harsh, “What, didn’t he even feed you yesterday?”

In the past, if Song Shengsheng heard Fu Cheng say something that made her angry and embarrassed, she would have turned around and left, ignoring him completely.

This time, her temper was surprisingly good. She thought of ways to appease him.

With red eyes, she put on a pitiful expression, “Husband, I want to eat meat.”

Actually, she had taken money from home when she left.

Cloth coupons, industrial coupons, food coupons, all stuffed into her small bag.

She hadn’t left a single penny for Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng’s monthly salary was one hundred and twenty yuan, part of which he gave to his fallen comrade’s mother.

The rest was given to her.

Fu Cheng wasn’t short of money. His mother and brother, worried that he wouldn’t have enough in Yangcheng, often sent him money and coupons.

Most of it was spent by Song Shengsheng.

She bought beautiful fabrics to make clothes for herself, and bought her favorite chocolates.

Fu Cheng stared at her for a while, then finally relented, “I’ll go buy some meat. You stay home.”

Song Shengsheng’s cooking skills were actually quite good, but when Fu Cheng was home, he cooked.

When he was busy, they either ate at the compound canteen or went out to restaurants.

Song Shengsheng hummed, “Okay. I’ll give you the meat coupon.”

Fu Cheng said, “No need.”

His tone was cold.

It made her annoyed.

Fu Cheng quickly bought the meat and returned. He went into the kitchen, rolling up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms.

His muscles were bulging, with veins visible.

The man’s masculine aura was simply overwhelming.

Song Shengsheng was a little afraid when she saw his strong arms. He was so fierce, no wonder he could lift her with one hand.

Soon, the aroma of meat filled the kitchen.

Song Shengsheng’s stomach rumbled. She swallowed hard, feeling pathetic as she went into the kitchen.

The priority was to make Fu Cheng like her.

Otherwise, once he realized what had happened, he wouldn’t be able to swallow the green hat on his head and would want to divorce her. Then she would be truly heartbroken.

Song Shengsheng walked beside him, “I’ll help you.”

Fu Cheng raised an eyebrow. Usually, she couldn’t even stand the smell of oil smoke in the kitchen.

Asking her to cook over a coal stove was like asking her to kill herself.

Her white fingers never touched water.

She was so proactive today, it was like the sun had risen in the west.

Fu Cheng didn’t know what kind of tricks she was up to. He pushed her away, “No need, it’s almost done.”

When he married her, he hadn’t expected her to contribute anything to the family.

Song Shengsheng was pushed away coldly, she stomped her foot in annoyance, feeling wronged.

What kind of man was he, so insensitive.

She couldn’t blame herself for having a wandering eye these past two years.

Facing such a serious, rigid, cold, and indifferent husband, it was a wonder she could stay faithful.

Fu Cheng saw her standing there, “Go out.”

Song Shengsheng turned and left. She didn’t feel like working anyway.

During dinner, she silently ate meat, her head down. Half a bowl of braised pork went into her stomach.

While she was eating, Fu Cheng went to take a shower and changed into clean clothes.

The man was just as meticulous at home as he was in the army.

Fu Cheng was extremely handsome, otherwise Song Shengsheng wouldn’t have fallen for him at first sight.

She had been desperate to marry him.

Song Shengsheng felt her heart racing as he looked at her. “I’m full, I’ll wash the dishes.”

She actually hated washing dishes. After dinner, she used to pretend not to see it, and Fu Cheng would always clean up.

She was feeling guilty now, wanting to escape.

Fu Cheng’s hand pressed on her shoulder, pushing her back into the chair, “Where are you going?”

Song Shengsheng hung her head, “I’m not, not going anywhere.”

Fu Cheng stared at her fair face and sneered, “That report letter, you wrote it, didn’t you?”

Song Shengsheng’s heart skipped a beat. She instinctively bit her lip.

She remembered being very discreet. She even made it an anonymous report.

How could Fu Cheng be so omniscient? How did he know?

But she would never admit it now. She shook her head, “What report letter? I don’t know.”

Fu Cheng didn’t bother arguing with her, he just said, “If you really want a divorce, don’t use this kind of method to harass people. I’ll report it to the organization later.”

Song Shengsheng didn’t even think, she immediately grabbed his wrist.

Her soft, fragrant palm pressed against his skin, the man’s body stiffened slightly, feeling uncomfortable.

He didn’t say anything more hurtful.

Song Shengsheng took his hand actively, “I don’t want a divorce.”

Fu Cheng’s face was cold, he didn’t say anything.

He didn’t believe her.

“Let go of my hand first.”

“I won’t,” Song Shengsheng was a real little vixen when she was being clingy, “We are husband and wife, you have to be tolerant of me, only then can we live a good life together.”

Fu Cheng thought, wasn’t he tolerant enough?

He pushed her away expressionlessly, and hummed in response.

Song Shengsheng felt like she had appeased him, based on his tone.

That night, Fu Cheng was still like a wolf devouring meat.

Song Shengsheng whimpered until dawn.

When her cousin, Zhao Xiaoning, came to visit, she was just getting up and having lunch.

Fu Cheng had someone deliver lunch from the compound canteen. The lunchbox was filled with her favorite dishes.

Zhao Xiaoning saw that her cousin looked a little haggard and understood. She was also a little jealous.

She seemed to be angry, “Did your husband torment you again last night?”

Song Shengsheng now had a complicated relationship with her cousin.

Zhao Xiaoning constantly complained about Fu Cheng to her.

She said he was often away for ten days or half a month.

He looked down on them for being from the countryside.

He was decisive and didn’t know how to be gentle.

She also said that once he returned to the capital, he would definitely abandon her.

Later, Zhao Xiaoning herself tried to seduce Fu Cheng, doing everything she could to marry him.

Song Shengsheng calmly pulled her arm away from Zhao Xiaoning’s grasp. She weakly hummed in response.

Zhao Xiaoning continued to badmouth Fu Cheng, “Your husband is so clueless when it comes to cherishing you. What does he think you are?”

“Sister, remember when Shen Zhishu was chasing you, he truly treated you like a treasure, he wouldn’t even dare to touch you.”

“I say, Shen Zhishu is better. He’s considerate and caring.”

Song Shengsheng listened with a smile, not responding.

She remembered the dream she had.

In the dream, Zhao Xiaoning was a fortune teller, making friends with one powerful figure after another who would rise to the top in the future.

Because Zhao Xiaoning was reborn, she had lived once before.

Therefore, she could foresee many things and change her fate.

Fu Cheng was her ultimate choice for changing her destiny.

Song Shengsheng lowered her eyes, looking gloomy.

Zhao Xiaoning thought she had taken her words to heart and couldn’t help but feel smug. She continued to fan the flames,

“Sister, it’s a free society now. Chairman said marriage is free, everyone’s thinking is different now, if you want to leave, you should leave.”