Marriage in the 1970s: The Political Commissar's Contract Wife

The atmosphere in the living room shifted abruptly from somber and shocking with Zheng Yunzhu's arrival, becoming lively and somewhat chaotic, though this "liveliness" infuriated her new husband.

Zheng Yunzhu was completely unaware of Fang Chu's increasingly dark expression, or perhaps she noticed but couldn't be bothered to pay attention. She had been used to bickering with Fang Chu since childhood, and now she focused all her attention on Zhi Xia.

She hugged Zhixia's arm affectionately, leaning almost half her body against him, her voice clear and expectant: "Xiaxia, are you staying in Kyoto from now on, instead of going back to the military base with him?"

Zhi Xia was a little embarrassed by her enthusiasm, but she still nodded obediently and replied softly, "Yes, the conditions for pregnancy and childbirth are better here."

"Great!" Zheng Yunzhu cheered, her eyes sparkling. "Then I'll come see you every day when I have time! I'll talk to you, take walks with you, so you won't get bored! And let me tell you, I'm really good at telling jokes!"

Fang Chu stood to the side, watching Zheng Yunzhu practically cling to his wife. His back teeth ground together, and after trying to hold back, he couldn't help but blurt out, "Don't you go to work? You come here every day? Is your workplace that quiet?"

Zheng Yunzhu turned her head and made a face at him: "Mind your own business! I'm transferring to civilian work soon, and my job will be nearby. I can go home every day! I'll have plenty of time!"

Fang Chu frowned even more, almost gritting her teeth as she said, "You're not young anymore. Instead of wasting your time, you should hurry up and find someone to marry. Stop thinking about running off to other people's houses all the time."

"I won't marry him! I'll make you furious!" Zheng Yunzhu proudly raised her chin, turned to Zhixia, her voice sweet enough to drip honey, but her words sent Fang Chu's blood pressure soaring, "Xiaxia, don't worry, after Fang Chu leaves, I'll come over to keep you company every day! He won't be here, I'll talk to you and keep you company, I promise I won't let you be lonely!"

"She's my wife! I don't need you!" Fang Chu practically spat out these words through gritted teeth, the veins on his forehead throbbing. This girl, who had never gotten along with him since childhood, was now actually setting her sights on his wife!

Zheng Yunzhu wasn't afraid of him at all. Instead, she hugged Zhixia even tighter, deliberately rubbing her face against Zhixia's shoulder. She took a deep breath and let out an exaggerated sigh: "Wow! Xiaxia, you smell so good and are so soft! It's so comfortable to hug you!" She looked up, blinking her eyes, and gazed at Zhixia expectantly. "Xiaxia, will you let me sleep with you tonight? Let's whisper sweet nothings! I promise I'll be good and won't kick off the covers!"

"Zheng, Yun, Zhu!" Fang Chu completely exploded, taking a step forward to tear this "sticky" woman off his wife. "You're dreaming!"

Seeing that Fang Chu was about to make a move, Zhou Mudan, who had been watching from the sidelines with a mixture of anger and amusement, quickly stepped forward, grabbed her impulsive daughter, and scolded her in a low voice, "Alright, alright! You're so unruly! Once Xiao Chu leaves, you can do whatever you want. He's still here, so give him some face!" She said this, but there wasn't much real reproach in her tone; instead, there was a hint of amusement in her voice.

Pulled back by her mother, Zheng Yunzhu, still unwilling to give up, twisted her body and called out to Zhixia, "Xiaxia! You're the best! Please say yes! Let me sleep with you for one night! Just one night!"

Zhi Xia blushed and was at a loss after being bombarded with her enthusiastic "offensive". She could only look to Fang Chu for help.

Fang Chu took a deep breath, trying to calm the urge to throw Zheng Yunzhu out. His face dark, he pulled Zhixia from Zheng Yunzhu's clutches and protected her tightly. He then declared firmly to Zheng Yunzhu, and to everyone present:

"Don't even think about it! My wife can only sleep with me!"

These words, spoken with a domineering yet childish possessiveness, amused Zhou Mudan, and even made the usually reserved Chao Huaihua smile.

Only Zheng Yunzhu let out a disappointed "Ah!" and pouted, but seeing Fang Chu's possessive look, she knew it was hopeless today. She could only mutter resentfully, "Stingy..."

The small "battle" has temporarily come to an end, and the atmosphere in the living room has become much more relaxed as a result.

Seeing her son's frustrated and nervous expression, Zheng Qin felt her heavy worries about "Xiao Zhi's shadow" lessen.

Perhaps, such vibrant and lively daily life is the best way to dispel the heavy atmosphere brought about by those bizarre coincidences. However, looking at her goddaughter who clearly had "ulterior motives" towards her new sister-in-law, Zheng Qin had a headache. It seemed that life in this house would not be peaceful from now on.

After Zhou Mudan and Zheng Yunzhu left, reluctant to part and turning back every few steps, the Fang family returned to a temporary peace. However, this peace was tinged with a hint of anxious waiting.

Fang Yuzhao sat in the main seat, his gaze occasionally drifting towards the door, then glancing at the clock on the wall, his brows furrowing slightly: "Why hasn't Xiaohua's family arrived yet? Didn't we agree to come over for dinner today and meet Xiaxia?"

Fang Zheng checked the time, then his gaze fell on Zhi Xia, who was sitting quietly to the side. He said decisively, "We can't wait any longer. Let's eat first. We can't let Xia Xia go hungry. She's pregnant and can't stand being hungry."

Zheng Qin immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, I'll go get the dishes right away." She turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Seeing this, Chao Huaihua quickly got up to help: "In-law, let me help you."

"No need, no need," Zheng Qin quickly waved her hand, smiling but her tone leaving no room for refusal. "My dear in-law, you are a guest, how can I let you do anything? Xiao Chu is here, let him help. You sit and chat with Xia Xia."

Seeing Zheng Qin's insistence, and glancing at her daughter, Chao Huaihua stopped pressuring her, sat down again, and gently squeezed Zhixia's hand.

Fang Chu immediately understood and got up to follow his mother into the kitchen. The mother and son quickly served the sumptuous meal.

The Fang family's dinners are always simple, but today, to welcome Zhixia and her in-laws, Zheng Qin specially prepared several extra dishes, including fish, meat, and a light soup specially prepared for pregnant women. The table was full of food, and the aroma filled the air.

The food was served, and everyone prepared to sit down. Fang Chu naturally pulled out the chair next to Zhi Xia, wanting to sit next to his wife so he could easily take care of her while she ate.

Unexpectedly, Old Master Fang, who had been sitting in the main seat without moving, stood up with his cane, walked straight to the chair that Fang Chu had pulled out, and sat down steadily, placing himself right between Fang Chu and Zhi Xia.

"..." Fang Chu stood there, holding her bowl and chopsticks, stunned.

After Fang Yuzhao sat down, he adjusted the position of his chair to get closer to Zhixia. Then, as if he had just noticed his grandson standing next to him, he raised his eyes and said, "Xiao Chu, what are you standing for? Sit down and eat."