This Life, I'm Raising the Right Man
Chapter 39: Entering the Game

Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Entering the Game

Those people were relentless, all because of the houses and land under their names.

The Su Family went to great lengths to make things difficult for them, leaving no way out for the mother and daughter. If the eldest of the Su Family were still alive and saw how his parents and brothers treated his wife and daughter, who knows if he would sever ties with them and cut off this familial bond?

Su Yaoguang was not her father, so she didn’t know what choices he would make. Her choice was to completely break free from them, to sever ties, and to take away their power to interfere with her and her mother’s life.

Previously, she didn’t know the Feng family’s matters were related to them, but now that she knew, she couldn’t just let it go.

"Wang Shu, let’s go to the city tomorrow! Let’s write our marriage contract and go to the government to register it," Su Yaoguang said to Zhou Wangshu.

Zhou Wangshu nodded, "Alright."

Zhang Zhaodi was filled with joy, "Tomorrow I will go with you."

She wished to witness her daughter’s most important moment with her own eyes.

"Mother, you’ve got to stay at home tomorrow." Su Yaoguang said, "Tomorrow you should..."

Zhang Zhaodi listened to Su Yaoguang’s arrangements, looking at her with concern.

"Daughter, are you still going to find those people from the Feng family? It was sheer luck you escaped today. If we fall into their hands again, we might not be so lucky!"

"Mother, if I can deal with them once, I can deal with them a second time. Don’t worry, they’re not my match."

"It’s really strange though, how did your strength become so great recently? A few days ago, I thought killing a wild boar was just good luck. But now, it seems it’s not luck, but you have Divine Power."

Su Yaoguang raised her arm, making a "I’m strong" gesture to reassure Zhang Zhaodi, "So, Mother, don’t worry, I’m stronger than a man."

Zhang Zhaodi glanced at Zhou Wangshu, afraid she’d see disdain in his eyes. However, Zhou Wangshu’s eyes were filled with admiration for Su Yaoguang, with no trace of disdain.

Zhang Zhaodi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness.

This ten-cent husband is handsome indeed, just a little foolish. Fortunately, he is foolish; otherwise, how could their Yaoguang be a match for him?

"We have a big show to perform tomorrow, so let’s rest early today." Su Yaoguang pushed Zhang Zhaodi back to the room. "Oh, Mother, let’s sleep together tonight, and leave my room for Wangshu. He’s still growing, it’s not right for him to keep sleeping in the wood shed, we should leave a room for him."

Zhang Zhaodi looked at her like she was foolish, "You’re going to register your marriage tomorrow, meaning you’ll become an official couple and should sleep together."

Su Yaoguang and Zhou Wangshu exchanged awkward glances and both turned their heads shyly.

"Mother, Wangshu and I are still young!"

"You’re fifteen, you can marry already. But Wangshu’s a bit young, it’s okay to wait two more years. Fine, then let’s not share a room yet, Wangshu, you can sleep in Yaoguang’s room."

"Actually, I can continue sleeping in the wood shed, it’s quite fine."

"What’s good about it? It’s decided then," Zhang Zhaodi said, "You silly boy, you’re too honest and always end up at a disadvantage."

Zhang Zhaodi helped Su Yaoguang move her personal belongings to her room. Afterwards, Zhou Wangshu entered Su Yaoguang’s room with a small bundle in hand.

The vase by the wall had been replaced with a different flower arrangement, adding elegance to the room. The room was very clean, and there was a faint, fresh scent in the air. Besides the floral fragrance, there was also the scent of Mugwort.

Zhou Wangshu was not unfamiliar with the scent of Mugwort, as Su Yaoguang always used Mugwort to smoke the wood shed, saying it would drive away mosquitoes.

It was late at night. Zhou Wangshu lay on Su Yaoguang’s bed, surrounded by the fragrance of a young girl’s body.

She spent her days making rouge and powder, always accompanied by flowers, her whole being fragrant. A variety of scents mixed together, forming a special fragrance that was particularly appealing.

Zhou Wangshu tossed and turned.

He stayed here as a temporary measure. In less than two years, he would definitely leave. But lying in this fragrant bed today, he found himself somewhat reluctant to leave this warmth.

A widow for over a decade, a village girl bullied by relatives; they struggled hard for a living, people he never expected to see from the lowest rung of society. Yet, from these mother and daughter, he felt warmth, and lowered his guard.

He was going to marry that village girl.

Even if the marriage is fake, their names would still be linked, and she would become his legitimate wife.

The next day, Su Yaoguang called out Zhou Wangshu’s name at the window, "Get up, little lazy pig."

A sleepy Zhou Wangshu mumbled, "..."

Having suffered from insomnia the night before, tossing and turning sleeplessly, he finally managed to fall asleep, only to have to get up again.

Zhang Zhaodi whispered, "It’s still early, let him sleep. It’s okay to go later."

"Mother, today we have important matters to attend to, we can’t delay. Once everything is settled, I won’t disturb him, regardless of how long he sleeps."

Ever since Zhou Wangshu agreed to marry Su Yaoguang, Zhang Zhaodi began treating him indulgently as a prospective son-in-law. By the looks of things, her only daughter’s position was at risk.

In a past life, Xiao Yanci wrote a marriage contract with her, and after formalizing it, her mother also put her heart and soul into him. All his study expenses were earned from the hard work of her and her mother.

Once, his classmate mocked him, saying his pens, ink, and paper were defective, bought as others’ discards. When he returned, he shut himself in his room, refusing to eat, and it was Su Yaoguang who went in to ask what happened, coaxing him into revealing the incident.

Once he said it, Zhang Zhaodi inquired everywhere for earning opportunities, besides midwifery, she took up laundry work, anything that could earn money. She used the money to buy him decent pens, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Yet even so, she still didn’t see a smile on his face.

Thinking back, was she cursed so she couldn’t see that man was a thankless wretch from the start?

Zhou Wangshu waved a hand in front of her, "What has you so lost in thought?"

Su Yaoguang snapped back, looking at Zhou Wangshu in front of her, "Let’s go hire an ox cart."

Zhang Zhaodi wrapped freshly baked pancakes in washed lettuce leaves, handing them to them, "Eat something first, eat while it’s hot, after filling up, then attend to other matters."

"Mother, we’re leaving first. Stay at home, don’t go out, and act as I’ve instructed."

"Got it, be careful."

Su Yaoguang went to the village to rent an ox cart, then had Zhou Wangshu drive it while she accompanied him.

"Wangshu..."

"Hmm."

"Once we formalize the marriage contract, you’ll be the resident son-in-law of our family. There’s still time to regret."

Zhou Wangshu gave her a peculiar look, "Will you hit me?"

Su Yaoguang, "...No."

"Then that’s fine." Zhou Wangshu gently flicked the whip.

Su Yaoguang chuckled, "You really are easy to satisfy."