The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 34: Where to Find a Perfect Husband

Zhu Zicheng cast a net to catch fish, while Wang Zhaodi didn’t stay idle either. She looked around, picking up some firewood.

After a while, as she looked at the village not far away, a thought came to her mind.

Zhu Zicheng found a sharp stone to clean the fish, then found a piece of wire and a box of matches from the dilapidated house. There were still three matches left, which made him very happy.

The branches caught fire, crackling, and under the moonlight, the firelight illuminated the gentle smile on Zhu Zicheng’s face, which made Wang Zhaodi feel very content.

Looking again at the dark village under the moonlight not far away, she made up her mind and asked, "Zicheng, is the land here part of our village?"

"Hmm? Here?" Zhu Zicheng was puzzled, thought for a moment and said, "It should be." There are three villages nearby, but this place is closest to Huinan Village, and the surrounding land also belongs to Huinan Village.

"Then..." Wang Zhaodi thought for a moment and then spoke, "Can we take over this land and house? I want to build our new home here."

"Huh?" Zhu Zicheng was a bit surprised and looked at her without speaking.

Wang Zhaodi pressed on, "The foundation of the house here is already in place. Although the house is old, it can be livable with a little repair. I don’t want to stay at your house anymore. These past few days when you go to work, your mom... sigh..."

Speaking ill of elders behind their backs really is not good. She found it hard to say, but she truly didn’t want to live under the same roof with his mom any longer, it was too stifling.

"Let’s secure the foundation here first, fix up the old house and move over. Once we have saved enough money, we can build a new house." Wang Zhaodi looked at Zhu Zicheng with hopeful eyes.

Zhu Zicheng’s gaze flickered, and he cautiously said, "Isn’t this place too remote? I’m afraid if I go to work and you’re home alone, it won’t be safe."

"It’s not that bad, it’s only a kilometer from the village." Wang Zhaodi wasn’t afraid of this, being a bit further away is better, less gossip. "Is there land available for building in the village? If there is, it’s probably small too. I want to build a big house in the future."

Zhu Zicheng couldn’t make a decision right away. The two of them fell silent, with only the crackling of the fire and the sound of frogs and insects by the river filling the air.

The fish was roasted, emitting a fragrant aroma. Zhu Zicheng picked a few leaves from a nearby tree, wrapped the fish in one leaf, and slid the fish down the wire onto the remaining leaves and handed it to Wang Zhaodi, "The fish is ready, though it’s lacking a bit of salt. Make do with it for now."

Wang Zhaodi accepted it somewhat reluctantly and said, "Thank you."

Zhu Zicheng paused briefly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, then continued threading the remaining fish and resumed grilling.

Wang Zhaodi picked up a slightly larger fish, removed the sharp spines from the fish’s belly, and held it to Zhu Zicheng’s mouth, "I’ve removed the spines from the fish belly, you can eat it safely."

Looking at the woman in front of him, Zhu Zicheng felt warmth in his eyes and heart. From childhood, he was never favored in that family. Since his marriage, his parents treated him poorly.

"Eat up..." Wang Zhaodi urged again, gazing at him with eyes full of anticipation. He lowered his head and took a bite of the fish tail, then pushed the fish towards her, "You eat too, quickly, it won’t taste good once it gets cold."

Wang Zhaodi looked at the half-bitten fish tail, feeling sweetness in her heart, and a smile spread across her face, as if the earlier disappointment was merely an illusion.

Zhu Zicheng saw her take a bite from the fish back, then handed the fish to him again. It was as if the two were competing, neither wanting to eat the best part of the fish belly.

Finally, Zhu Zicheng took a big bite of the fish head and said, "Finish it quickly, it’ll get cold. I’ll ask the village chief tomorrow..."

A seemingly off-topic remark, but Wang Zhaodi understood. She smiled with joy, divided the fish belly in two, tossed one piece into her mouth, and held the other to his mouth, "Open your mouth, we must share both troubles and happiness together."

Looking at her smiling face, Zhu Zicheng suddenly felt that it would be wrong not to fulfill her request. With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?

The two sweetly shared and finished the fish, extinguished the fire, and hand in hand, carried their stuff back home.

At the front door, Zhu Zicheng went to push it open, only to find it locked. He felt a bit frustrated; they hadn’t returned yet, who had locked the door?

"Dad, Mom, we’re back, open the door..." he patted the door heavily a few times and called out, but there was no response from inside.

Zhu Zicheng got angry and went to the window, knocking, "Dad, Mom, open the door, we’re back."

After a couple of knocks, there was some shuffling inside, but still no one came to open the door.

Zhu Zicheng’s face darkened, "Mom, open the door for me, or I’ll go to the village chief’s and stay the night?"

After saying this, there was a response from the room, "Shouting like a lost soul... not knowing when to come back home, wandering aimlessly and still expecting your mom to open the door for you... who do you think you are..."

Grumbling and cursing, Wu Jinhua reached the front door and removed the wooden bolt to open it.

Zhu Zicheng’s face fell, and his previously good mood vanished.

"Oh, you also brought back a chicken. I’m telling you, if you want to keep it in my chicken coop, bring some feed, otherwise, find another place for it," Wu Jinhua said bluntly, feeling very displeased. Since the family was split, the chickens brought back couldn’t possibly be hers, and there was no way she would help raise them without some advantage.

"No need to trouble you, Mom," Zhu Zicheng suddenly realized how hard it was for Wang Zhaodi. He agreed more and more with her suggestion. Even if they didn’t move by the little river, they couldn’t stay here.

"Hmph..." Wu Jinhua snorted and turned back inside.

Zhu Zicheng watched his mother’s retreating back with a heavy heart. He couldn’t understand why he never received their affection. Although he worked hard and earned the most in the family...

Feeling a gentle pull on his sleeve, Zhu Zicheng turned to see his worried wife. He smiled slightly, "I’m fine..."

The next day, Zhu Zicheng went to find the village chief early in the morning. Since he had made up his mind, he wasn’t one to delay.

He was married and had already separated from his family, so he was eligible to apply for a homestead in the village. The village chief didn’t expect him to choose such a remote spot. The fish shed was ownerless, and the riverbank area was wasteland. There was no reason to disagree, so for a small price to secure the fish shed, it was approved.

Upon receiving the news, Wang Zhaodi beamed with joy and immediately went to the old house during her lunch break to clean up. All the weeds around the house needed to be cleared.

She didn’t realize until she cleaned—the outside of the old house, though shabby, concealed a surprisingly spacious interior—about thirty square meters. Plus, there was a small single-person stove in the left corner at the entrance, which filled Wang Zhaodi with delight.

When Zhu Zicheng came home from work and saw the tidy house, he felt a pang of pity for his wife. But seeing the joy on her face, he also knew she was pleased with her choice.