Married to a Disabled Man in the 70’s

Sun Fang did not know anything about that. She wasn’t young and had never cared about anything unrelated to her due to her upbringing.

But when she heard Su Jiaojiao ask that, she listened seriously, “What do you mean?”

Su Jiaojiao licked her lips and whispered, “The country will reinstate the gaokao one day.”

“Really?!” Sun Fang exclaimed in shock. She felt overjoyed for a second, but then she thought of something. “But when would it be reinstated?”

“I don’t know.” Su Jiaojiao shook her head and smiled, “The country is lacking talents right now. Mum, my grades aren’t bad. If I get a chance, I’ll definitely climb up the ranks. By then, would I be in this village anymore? We should look in the long term. In the future, I’ll send both you and dad to the city!”

Sun Fang kept on nodding with her words until they finally sunk in. “So, you’re saying that…”

“Mum, you know I’m rather impulsive.” Su Jiaojiao laughed. Although she was older than the original host by a few years, she had a bottom line and was a bit nicer than the original host at most. However, she was about as impulsive as the original host. “If my marriage doesn’t go well, I’ll be fine after divorce, so you don’t need to worry. I’m healthy and educated. I’ll be able to thrive anywhere.”

She had made precautions before marrying Song Qinghan.

As a person from a contemporary age, she had seen too many divorces. It had made her unconfident whether or not she’d live with a man until the day they die.

When Sun Fang looked at her daughter’s confident expression, she felt like that wasn’t the Su Jiaojiao she knew.

When could her daughter confidently plan her future so organisationally?

Yet, as Sun Fang looked at Su Jiaojiao, she was confident that was her daughter. She was the most beautiful girl in the village, her daughter which she had doted on for so many years.

Sun Fang’s eyes curved upwards, and she said gently, “Ok, as long as you know your limit. I still think Song Qinghan is a good man, so if you can, don’t divorce him.”

“Yes, mum.” Su Jiaojiao nodded and smiled.

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Sun Fang exhorted her daughter a bit more before leaving uneasily. She told Su Zhengyang about what happened when she returned home.

Unlike his wife, Su Zhengyang felt proud of Su Jiaojiao’s actions. He even patted his chest happily. “That’s my daughter!”

Sun Fang beat him up after she heard this, face dark.

When Su Zhengyang came to, he felt guilt towards Song Qinghan.

However, he wasn’t back yet. Song Qinghan only returned the next day.

He returned pretty early. Before Su Jiaojiao had opened her eyes, she felt someone enter. Su Jiaojiao had forgotten to lock the door because of all the hubbub. Song Qinghan had always been the one to do that.

If the person wanted, he could’ve walked away from their home with everything they had.

When she noticed someone had entered, Su Jiaojiao was so shocked she sat upright immediately. She saw a youth with what seemed to be dew in his hair. He wore simple clothing, but he had a ruddy face, and he had smiling eyes. Yet when he saw her, there was a strange tenderness.

He walked up to Su Jiaojiao and held her in his embrace, “It’s me.”

Su Jiaojiao let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding and asked, “You’re done?”

Song Qinghan nodded. “My…” As he was about to say that word, he hesitated and changed his phrasing. “She overheard two police officers say that soldier transferred over to be their deputy head. As she thought I might know him, she took me over to see him.”

There was no way she’d get any money from Song Qinghan. That was evident from Su Jiaojiao’s attitude. Therefore, she decided to go for the connections angle. Moher Song took Song Qinghan to the police station and asked him whether he knew anyone there.

Su Jiaojiao squeezed Song Qinghan’s large hand and asked quietly, “Do you know him?”

“I do.” Song Qinghan laughed lightly, and a flash of coldness entered his eyes. “That’s why I told him to make Song Qingshan’s punishment as severe as possible, to torment both of them.”

She chuckled as she stood up, and pecked him on the cheek. “Good job.”