Chapter 35: Am I Impotent? Don’t You Know Best?

Zhou Yubai’s heart had already been melted by her tears; how could he not agree?

He quickly responded, “Okay, I will definitely speak more softly and gently in the future. Come on, let’s eat.”

He had been thinking that Shen Chuning was too delicate, and that he would take her to exercise after they got married.

But now, let alone letting her exercise, even if she frowned, he felt his heart tremble.

Shen Chuning sobbed twice and nodded, “Mm.”

As soon as she responded, the man had already picked her up and placed her in the chair.

He then pinched his voice, speaking exceptionally gently, “Wife, eat.”

“Pfft!”

Shen Chuning heard the man make such an awkward sound for the first time and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Her clear, watery eyes looked at the man, “Brother Yubai, just speak normally! Just now, you sounded like… an impotent man.”

Zhou Yubai’s face instantly darkened.

He reached out and put a chicken leg into Shen Chuning’s bowl, “Eat!”

This time, Shen Chuning wasn’t afraid of him anymore, and happily ate the meat and soup.

After eating, she even burped a little.

Looking up, she found that the man was staring at her intently.

“Finished eating?”

The man’s cold voice came.

Shen Chuning’s heart fluttered again. She subconsciously protected herself, “Fin… finished… Brother Yubai, you… what do you want to do?”

The man suddenly stood up, and before Shen Chuning could react, she was already picked up by him.

At the same time, the man lowered his head, gently biting her earlobe with a hint of punishment, and said fiercely, “Let me show you if I’m impotent!”

Shen Chuning: …

This time, while she was crying and begging for mercy on the bed, the man showed no mercy at all.

Woo woo woo… why did she have such a bad idea to say something that challenged the man’s dignity.

At noon and in the evening, Shen Chuning really couldn’t get out of bed, biting the quilt, and the man even fed her meals in bed.

He even helped her wash up.

She swore that she would be extra careful with her words in the future and never provoke this man again.

The next morning, when Shen Chuning woke up, although her waist and legs still ached, it was much better than yesterday.

She finally had time to excitedly take out all the red envelopes she had received the day before yesterday to count them.

Most families in the village gave two jiao, Zhou’s relatives within five generations generally gave five jiao, closer relatives like Zhou Yubai’s uncles and second uncles’ cousins gave one kuai, and Zhou’s older and second brothers both gave two kuai.

Shen Chuning counted them, totaling fifty-eight kuai and four jiao.

Adding to that, the forty-five kuai and eight jiao received from the wedding banquet at Shen’s house.

With the betrothal gift from the Zhou family and the money she earned from selling grain, excluding the two hundred and sixty kuai she had spent on the watch, dowry, and what she gave to her father, she only had one hundred and fifty kuai and one mao and six fen left.

Now she had a total of two hundred and sixty-one kuai, three mao, and six fen.

This was already a considerable sum of money.

Speaking of which, with this money, she was considered a small rich woman.

In her dream, her family was sucked dry by Chen Ziyun, and finally driven to a dead end because of money, ending up in such a tragic situation.

Therefore, in order to prevent the events in her dream from becoming reality, she not only had to stay away from Chen Ziyun, but also had to work hard to make money.

Through that dream, she deeply realized that money could really solve most of life’s problems and worries.

When Zhou Yubai returned from the Zhou family with chicken soup, white rice, and stir-fried chicken with vegetables, he saw his newly married little wife counting a stack of money, smiling like a little squirrel hiding nuts.

His mood was infected by that bright smile, and his face unconsciously softened.

After the close contact from the night before yesterday to yesterday, Shen Chuning was no longer afraid of him.

“Brother Yubai, you’re back. I just counted…” Shen Chuning excitedly told the man the amount of money they had received as gifts.

She didn’t mention her own one hundred and fifty kuai, because it was hard to explain the source of the 200 kuai from selling grain.

Seeing her excited look, Zhou Yubai nodded, “Just keep it. If the family needs anything, or if you like something, just buy it.”

After putting the food on the table, he went to the inner room.

Shen Chuning was wondering why he was in such a hurry to go to the inner room, when she saw him take out a tin biscuit box.

He opened the tin box, inside was a stack of banknotes, some whole and some fractional, and a stack of coupons.

Zhou Yubai explained in detail, “I joined the army in 66, during my three years of compulsory military service, my monthly allowance was five kuai, and I sent three kuai home.

Later, I became a platoon leader for three years, with a monthly salary of twenty-eight kuai, and I sent ten kuai home.

Then I worked as a deputy battalion commander for two years, with a monthly salary of forty-five kuai, and I sent fifteen kuai home each month.

I’ve been a battalion commander for four and a half years now, with a monthly salary of sixty-eight kuai, and I send twenty kuai home each month.

This is the money and coupons I’ve saved over the years, a total of three thousand kuai, which is in this savings account, I haven’t counted the rest, you count it.”

Shen Chuning was shocked to hear the numbers Zhou Yubai said, her bright eyes widened.

She had just thought that she was a small rich woman with more than two hundred kuai.

Now, in comparison, her two hundred kuai was not even a fraction of her husband’s savings. Her husband was the real rich man!

She quickly counted the money in the biscuit box, three hundred and fifty-six kuai and two mao.

She had just mentally calculated that, according to the man’s salary, excluding the money he sent home, he should only have four thousand and thirty-two kuai over the years.

But he had saved three thousand three hundred and fifty-six kuai and two mao, which meant that the man had only spent six hundred and seventy-five kuai and eight mao in the past ten years.

This included the five hundred kuai betrothal gift he gave her, the bicycle he bought for her, and their wedding banquet.

After calculating this, Shen Chuning found something wrong.

Because the betrothal gift and the bicycle alone cost more than six hundred and seventy-five kuai and eight mao.

Shen Chuning looked at Zhou Yubai suspiciously, “Brother Yubai, haven’t you spent any money all these years? Or does your army have other income?”

Zhou Yubai saw the suspicious little woman, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He thought that the little white rabbit was spoiled by the Shen family and wouldn’t know anything, but he didn’t expect her to be so smart. In such a short time, without using an abacus or pen and paper, she had mentally calculated that his money didn’t add up.

He rubbed her hair and said, “The army often has some missions, and there are bonuses for completing them. I’ve received some bonuses over the years, so I haven’t touched my salary much.”

Shen Chuning knew about the bonuses in the army.

After her third brother became a deputy battalion commander, he usually sent thirty kuai home each month, but one month he sent eighty kuai home.

That month, he completed a mission and the army gave him a bonus of fifty kuai.

And in that dream, in order to have more money to support Chen Ziyun, she often called to urge her third brother to participate in missions and get bonuses.

Until one time, her third brother injured his foot during a mission, his leg became lame, and he had to be transferred to the logistics department…

Thinking of the dream, Shen Chuning was filled with sadness again.

As soon as her emotions came up, her eyes reddened involuntarily.

She looked at Zhou Yubai, “Brother Yubai, are those scars on your body from missions?”

Last night, when they were most intimate, she touched and saw the dense scars on the man’s back, like centipedes.

There was also a very obvious gunshot scar on his chest and shoulder blades.

She just looked at the scars on the man’s body, and felt pain.

But at that time, the man was being fierce, and she couldn’t speak, let alone ask him anything.