My delicate husband

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lan Euan woke up to the sound of firecrackers. It was already bright outside and the sun was shining on the walls of the room. It was another good day.

"An An, are you awake?"

"Brother Xiaomo, the weather is so nice today."

"An An, I'll help you tie your hair today."

"Okay."

Zhang Xiaomo quickly helped Lan An tie up her hair and did not forget to use a new hairband.

"It looks pretty good. Thank you, Brother Xiaomo. How about I help you too?"

"Okay."

Zhang Xiaomo sat on the stool in front of the bronze mirror. Lan An tried it and it was really difficult. The hair, hands, and brain all had their own ideas. Lan An tried several times but didn't succeed.

"Brother Xiaomo, you should do it yourself."

Zhang Xiaomo quickly tied up her hair and handed him the bamboo hairpin that Lan Euan had just bought.

"An An, now you can help me tie my hair."

"Brother Xiaomo, please teach me. I want to learn."

"An An, I'm fine. I can help you in the future."

"Will you always do that in the future?"

"Yes."

Seeing that Lan'an's eyebrows were a little messy, Zhang Xiaomo asked Anger to sit down and helped him trim and draw his eyebrows carefully.

"An An, don't move. I'll help you draw your eyebrows."

"Ok."

Lan An had never taken a good look at the face of this body. Now he had the chance. Through the bronze mirror, Lan An saw his previous self, but his face was more childish and still looked so infantile. Lan An was a little disappointed.

Zhang Xiaomo noticed that Lan An was in a low mood and thought that he didn't like drawing his eyebrows, so he stopped what he was doing.

"Brother Xiaomo, are you okay?"

"An An, do you like me to draw your eyebrows?"

"like."

"Brother Xiaomo, do you think I'm good-looking?"

Zhang Xiaomo was a little confused and didn't know why Lan An asked this question. He looked at Lan An's appearance carefully. The two were almost face to face. Although Zhang Xiaomo was not a face-control and didn't care much about appearance, there was no doubt that Lan An was good-looking, and anyone who saw her couldn't help but feel pity.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaomo didn't say anything, Lan An couldn't control the darkness in his heart. He knew that he himself didn't like his appearance, or to be more precise, he hated it, so how could he expect Zhang Xiaomo to like him?

He thought again of what his mother often said in his previous life: Why wasn't it a daughter? It was such a pity that she grew up like this.

"Brother Xiaomo, it's ugly, isn't it?"

"Who said that, An An, it's beautiful, really."

Seeing that Lan An was a little dazed, Zhang Xiaomo kissed his eyebrows, nose, cheeks, forehead, and lips, expressing his love in the most direct way.

Lan An enjoyed Zhang Xiaomo's kiss very much. He could feel Zhang Xiaomo's love and pity most directly. As long as he liked it, Lan An didn't mind using everything to gain Zhang Xiaomo's favor. He was originally a despicable monster.

"Let's have noodles for breakfast, Brother Xiaomo, how about chicken noodle soup?"

"Okay. I'll listen to An An."

Lan An quickly prepared breakfast. Guo Ge'er and Lin Ge'er made an appointment to visit, so Lan An and Zhang Xiaomo stayed at home to prepare for the sacrificial ceremony. Today was the first anniversary of the death of Zhang's parents. When Uncle Zhang came, they would go to the ancestral tomb to offer sacrifices. As the new bride of the Zhang family, Lan An also wanted to meet the ancestors.

Zhang Xiaohua should also come back, but Lan An did not specifically tell her. He did not like the Sun family very much, so he did not want to have too much contact with them.

After dinner, Lan An began to prepare the sacrificial supplies. He first found a table, wiped it clean, placed the offerings on it, and placed the spirit tablet of Zhang's parents on it.

Guo Ge'er went out after dinner. Lan An told him not to go too far so as not to delay the sacrifice, and asked him to go find Lin Ge'er and the children in the village to visit and ask for candy.

This is a custom in Lotus Village. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, children under the age of twelve in the village will visit each household and say auspicious words.

At this time, every household will put out a lot of food and let the children grab it by themselves. The children in the village like this day very much. They can eat a lot of snacks they have never eaten before. On this day, they don’t have to worry about being hungry.

Lan'an also quickly cleaned up the yard and opened the door. There were many small baskets on the table in the living room, filled with cakes, candies, twisted dough sticks, melon seeds and some snacks. Lan'an filled them up.

Seeing that there were too many blue eucalyptus trees, Zhang Xiaomo spoke up to stop them.

"An An, there's no need for so many. We don't have so many children coming to our house."

"There are so many children in the village, and these are daily snacks. It's okay to have more."

A strange look flashed across Zhang Xiaomo's face. After thinking about it, he decided to tell the truth to Lan An.

"The child won't come to our house. We've been too poor these past few years. I've been bedridden for a long time, and my parents don't have the energy to prepare these things. Guo Ge'er won't let him go out either."

Zhang Xiaomo still felt sad when he mentioned these things. He thought he didn't care, but it was still hard to let go when he mentioned it again.

"In the past two years, we haven't had any new clothes for Chinese New Year, and we don't prepare much food. When you came to my house, we had just paid off our debts. My parents were in a hurry to go out to do business, fearing I'd get sick again. They said they were repairing the house, but that was just an excuse to reassure me and stop me from blaming myself."

When talking about these, Zhang Xiaomo's eyes were a little red. In fact, he blamed himself, but he chose to be numb. He knew that he could not change his fate. He also thought about committing suicide, but his parents wanted him to be alive. Guo Ge'er was still so young, he could not be cowardly. Fortunately, Lan Euan came, and the god who saved him came.

"Brother Xiaomo, it's okay. I will build you a big house and buy you lots of new clothes. You won't get sick again. I will find a great doctor to cure you."

"I know, An An is very powerful."

Zhang Xiaomo felt that his body was slowly getting better, and he felt that his spirit was getting better. He believed in Lan An. In his eyes, Lan An was a god from another world, a god who came to save him. He would definitely hold on to his light, a light that belonged to him alone.

"We can eat these snacks too. My uncle and sister will be here soon, so give them some. You should eat this dried peach quickly. It's sour and sweet, not bad."

"It's pretty good, An An."

"Brother Guo didn't even know I bought it. He finished it in no time."

"Yes, if we don't give it to Guo Ge'er, we'll eat it."

"Will Guoge cry if he knows?"

"Let him cry, what a naughty monkey."

Before the two of them finished talking, they heard the sound of children talking outside, cheerful and bright, chirping.

"Brother Guo, do you really have a lot of candy at home? Can we really go? My mom won't let me go."

"Brother Guo, you must be bragging. Zhang Yuanbao's (the village chief's grandson) family doesn't even have dried fruit, so how could your family have any?"

"That's right, you liar."

"Liar"

"Liar"

……

"There's really a lot of food at Guo'er's house. His brother gave me some candy yesterday."

Lin Ge'er joined in. He didn't know why these people wanted to bully Guo Ge'er, but they really didn't lie.

"Is it really that delicious? Is it better than what I have at home?"

Wang Shiyu (Muramasa's eldest son) looked incredulous.

"Brother Shi, don't listen to Brother Guo. His parents are dead, and his brother is a short-lived ghost. His family must have nothing to eat. He is just a liar and a little cheat."

Zhang Lai Fu (the youngest son of Zhang Xiaomo's uncle) said this with a vicious look on his face, and there was a viciousness on his chubby face that was not befitting of a child.

When Guo Ge'er heard Zhang Lai Fu say that his brother was a short-lived ghost, his eyes turned red with anger. He reached out and pushed Zhang Lai Fu. The little fat boy didn't pay attention and fell on his butt.

Zhang Lai Fu, as the only two males in the family and the youngest one, was loved by his parents. He was domineering and a bully at home. How could he bear this humiliation? He put it down and started pushing and shoving Guo Ge'er.

Brother Lin was already very thin, and he tried to pull Zhang Lai Fu a few times but failed. The children next to him didn't dare to step forward, and they just watched them pulling each other's hair and pushing each other.

Seeing that Guo Ge'er was at a disadvantage and his hair was all torn apart, Lin Ge'er quickly ran to the courtyard to find An Ge'er.

"Ang'er, it's bad, Guo'er has been bullied."

Lin Ge'er shouted as he walked, his face flushed with anxiety. Lan An heard the noise and hurried out, followed by Zhang Xiaomo.

"what happened?"

"A little fat boy said that Brother Xiaomo was a short-lived ghost, and also called Brother Guo a liar and a little liar. Then Brother Guo started fighting with him."

Lan An was also a little angry when he heard this. He didn't expect that there was such a vicious child in Lianhua Village who dared to curse Zhang Xiaomo.

The two children were fighting in an open space not far from their home, and Lan Euan was just a few steps away.

When he saw the slap marks on Guoge'er's face and the footprints on his clothes, he immediately became angry. The little boy who was clean and tidy before going out now had messy hair, dirty face and body, and a piece of his clothes was torn.

Lan'an pulled Guoge'er to his side and examined him carefully. Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes, and there were no wounds on his body except for the slap marks on his face.

There was a middle-aged couple next to the little fat boy. The woman was holding the little fat boy and trying to comfort him. The little fat boy was crying loudly, and it looked like there was thunder but no rain.

The woman coaxed and cursed at the same time, each curse becoming dirtier than the last, and it was simply unbearable to listen to.

"He's a short-lived, unlucky guy. Don't worry, when he dies, all the family property will be ours. I'll keep the bracelet mother for you to marry. As for that bitch Guo Ge'er, he's a money-loser. I'll sell him when the time comes, and use the money to marry you. Don't cry."

The man standing nearby also had an angry look on his face. When he saw Lan An coming over, he stared at him hatefully.

Lan Euan was also very angry. He felt a surge of anger rising to the top of his head. Go to hell, if you want to die, just say it.

Lan An ignored the man's gaze, rushed to the woman, grabbed her collar, and slapped her. Seeing his wife being beaten, the man beside him could no longer stand and prepared to attack Lan An.

Although Lan An is small in stature, he learned martial arts in his previous life. Although his parents did not pay attention to him, they also taught him how to protect himself to avoid being kidnapped. Lan An does not like fighting, but he really can't help it now.

This body is still too thin. After all, how can a teenager who is less than 14 years old beat a -year-old middle-aged man who is meters tall?

Although Uncle Zhang was injured by Lan Euan, he also had many marks on his body, and the bruises on his fair face were too obvious.

"An An, uncle, stop it."

As soon as Zhang Xiaomo arrived, he saw the two men fighting. He felt like his heart was about to skip a beat. He quickly spoke out to stop them and started coughing loudly.

Lan An and Uncle Zhang also let go. Lan An quickly patted Zhang Xiaomo's back. His face looked so bad that Lan An was scared.

"You came at the perfect time. I've never seen a new daughter-in-law so fierce that she actually hit her elders. I'm your aunt after all, and she slapped me on our first meeting."

"That's right, she's disrespectful to her elders. My Zhang family won't recognize such a daughter-in-law. If you divorce her, you have to pay me ten taels of silver for medical expenses. Otherwise, I won't have you as my nephew. I will also go to the government to sue you for being unfilial."

"Oh, do you really think I don't know the law? Do you have the right to divorce me? Why did I hit you? Don't you have any idea?"

Lan'an pulled Guoge'er in front of the man.

"Look at him, you guys gave him those slap marks, didn't you? You guys tore his clothes, didn't you? Children are just playing around, and you parents don't need to intervene. You guys can handle this one by one."

"It is only natural for an uncle to educate his nephew."

"Okay, from now on, every time I see your son, I will beat him up. It's only natural for a sister-in-law to educate her brother."

"You bitch, tell Zhang Xiaomo to come over and talk to me."

"you……"

"An An, don't."

Zhang Xiaomo tugged at Lan'an's clothes and held his hand to comfort him.

"Uncle wants to tell me something."

"Are you a coward? You can't see your wife bullying others. Not only is your life short, but you are also such a coward."

"Uncle, you've seen it too. I'm afraid of my husband. My husband has the final say in our family."

"You...you're going to piss me off to death. Are you being worthy of my brother and sister-in-law?"

"Uncle, you'd better not mention my parents. You really don't deserve to mention them."

Uncle Zhang was obviously feeling guilty. Lan Euan sneered. It seemed that his cat had suffered a lot of grievances. Damn, it was all because he was too weak. He must kill this scumbag if he had the chance.

At this time, many villagers had gathered around, and the village chief was also called over. Aunt Wang was there the whole time. She told the village chief what had happened. The village chief did not quite agree with Lan An's approach, but Uncle Zhang did go too far, and the village chief was a little conflicted.

"Village chief, I support An Ge'er in this matter. You don't know how filthy his uncle and aunt cursed him. They even cursed their own nephew to death and wanted to sell Guo Ge'er. Anyone who heard this would be furious."

"Exactly. Look at Brother Guo again, such a handsome guy. And then look at his face, it's swollen and bloody from being beaten by him."

"Besides, didn't they say they'd stop associating with each other? When Zhang Xiaomo's parents died, they came and made trouble, snatched the land, and wanted to divide the family property. Now that the people are still alive, they come to covet the property."

"I think An Ge'er is also injured. His injuries must be more serious than Uncle Zhang's. His family relies on An Ge'er. He was originally a very gentle brother, but he was forced to become so fierce."

The villagers still liked Anger very much and all spoke well of him. The village chief finally decided to give both of them fifty lashes.

"Alright, stop arguing. You all share the blame. Okay, from now on, your two families won't have any contact. Brother An, give Uncle Zhang fifty cents for his medical expenses, and Uncle Zhang, apologize to them. Let's just leave it at that."

"Why? How can an elder apologize to a younger person?"

The man was a little dissatisfied. He felt that fifty cents was too little compensation. The village chief's face also looked unhappy for a moment.

In the end, with everyone witnessing, Uncle Zhang and his wife reluctantly apologized to Guo Ge'er, Lan An and Zhang Xiaomo, and Lan An threw fifty copper coins on the ground.

Seeing that the excitement had died down and the onlookers had left, Lan An and Zhang Xiaomo thanked the villagers who had helped them speak up, called Guo Ge'er and went home.

When they got home, Guo Ge'er knelt down facing the wall. Lan An saw him and wanted to help him, but Zhang Xiaomo gave him a cold look and said, "Kneel down too."

"Brother Xiaomo, why? I did nothing wrong. I will beat him up if I meet him next time."

Zhang Xiaomo couldn't handle too much emotional fluctuation, and was angered by Lan An's words just now. He vomited a large mouthful of blood and fainted.

Lan An was also frightened and quickly asked Guo Ge'er to call Doctor Li. Looking at the lifeless person lying on the bed, Lan An blamed himself. He was the one who failed to control his emotions today. He knelt beside Zhang Xiaomo's bed, holding his hand tightly, and kept muttering sorry.