Song Yuxi felt completely confused. What kind of person had she married? One moment he was incredibly domineering like a true hero, and the next he was foul-mouthed and vulgar like a thug!

Although she was the daughter of a great general, she was only a young girl of sixteen or seventeen. What she didn't know was that these two qualities were not contradictory.

Lu Tu was in an excellent mood at this moment. In his previous life, he had always been in the army, surrounded by rough men who didn't even know what femininity was. He had also been dragged to a social dance party, but it ended abruptly because he stepped on another girl's ingrown toenail.

Now it's great that you can get a wife right away, saving you the trouble of dating. Especially since my old squad leader said that when he was dating his girlfriend, even he couldn't stand it for the whole time when they went shopping together.

As Lu Tu walked, he hummed a popular song from his past life: "A good man will not let his beloved woman suffer even the slightest injury, and will never drift aimlessly like a gust of wind in the gentle breeze. A good man will not let his waiting lover become more and more anxious, lonely and unable to see the direction where happiness will come."

After finishing the song, Lu Tu looked down and saw Song Yuxi staring at him with tears in her eyes. His first thought was that he had sung terribly, and he said awkwardly, "I'm not singing anymore, don't cry."

Song Yuxi burst into laughter through her tears, wiping them away with her soft fingers, and said with a smile, "This piece of music is so beautiful, did you compose it?"

"Just humming something." Lu Tu didn't look at her and quickened his pace.

Song Yuxi memorized the melody and was secretly delighted. Would you be the good man sung about in the song?

I never expected to find such an outstanding husband by accident. Among the six arts of a gentleman, he seems to be proficient in music at least. Life shouldn't be too boring in the future, right?

Thinking of this, Song Yuxi gradually lowered her guard and rested her head on Lu Tu's strong arm.

But they hadn't gone far when they saw Lu Tu arrive at a shop selling sorghum liquor and say heartily, "Boss, give me two catties of strong liquor, the stronger the better!"

Hearing this, Song Yuxi almost fainted. Before coming here, she had heard that many men in the six border towns loved to drink, boast, and beat their wives. The man before her, Lü Tu, was tall and muscular; what if he were to beat her...?

She dared not think any further. She was now almost crippled from her injuries and all alone. The man in front of her was her only support. So be it if she was beaten. After all, she was no longer the high and mighty daughter of a great general. If he could sing her the little tune from before after he beat her, that would be fine too.

Lu Tu bought many things at the market, such as garlic, wild fruits, coarse salt, sugar, earthenware pots, twenty catties of millet, and a sharp dagger.

The money received as gifts had been mostly spent. In Wuchuan, fruits and vegetables were extremely precious in winter, even more expensive than pork, but there was no other way to save lives.

Before long, the two returned home. Lu Tu's family lived in Kuishan Village, south of the city. He placed Song Yuxi on his bed made of withered grass and used the only cloth in the house as a bed sheet.

"Have a seat first," Lu Tu said, taking everything out of his arms and placing it on the table.

Song Yuxi spotted the pancake on the table at a glance, and her eyes widened as she starved for it!

She reached out to touch the sesame seed cake but quickly withdrew her hand; her upbringing prevented her from stealing it.

Lu Tu had been fiddling with the stove, and it had been too long since he had cleaned it, so there was too much ash inside. He had just lit the firewood when he saw Song Yuxi staring at the pancake and swallowing her saliva. She smiled and said, "Eat if you're hungry. Don't be shy with me."

Song Yuxi nodded obediently, carefully picked up the sesame seed cake, broke off a small piece, put the rest back, and whispered, "You should eat some too. You've had a hard journey."

Lu Tu was taken aback. This was the first time a woman had cared about him, an old bachelor. Without further ado, he got up, grabbed the half-eaten pancake, and swallowed it in a few bites.

Seeing that Lü Tu didn't seem to have the airs of a head of the family, Song Yuxi finally felt relieved and started wolfing down the pancake, not even caring about getting a strand of hair in her mouth. Only after finishing the pancake did she feel relieved of her hunger.

Song Yuxi surveyed the house. Although it was dilapidated, it was at least a place to stay, so she wouldn't have to live a life of wandering anymore. On the way to exile to the Six Towns, Song Yuxi had encountered too many villains.

If it weren't for the soldiers escorting her, who had once been lowly soldiers in her father's army and had taken good care of her along the way, she probably would have died on the road long ago.

She looked up at Lü Tu and saw that he was cooking something. She asked curiously, "I haven't yet asked your name, young master."

Lu Tu was squatting on the ground, busy at work. He turned around, grinned, revealing two rows of neat, white teeth, which was as pleasant as a spring breeze: "My name is Lu Tu. What's yours?"

"My name is Song Yuxi. From now on, how should I... address you?"

"You're my legal wife, of course you should call me husband!"

"husband?"

Lu Tu let slip involuntarily, "You can call me whatever you want. I'm actually a very easygoing person, as you should be able to tell."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuxi smoothed her hair and smiled knowingly: "Husband, what are you cooking? It tastes a bit strange."

Hearing the title "husband," Lu Tu's heart, which had grown increasingly cold due to his long military service, softened a little. Although he was a king of soldiers, he was still a man after all, and he had tossed and turned many nights in the dead of night. But for the first time in this world, he had someone to care about.

Girls in this era are really naive. Half a pancake can bring two people closer. According to his comrade-in-arms from his past life, dating a girl requires taking her out to eat, go shopping, watch movies, and give her gifts. You also need to be proficient in photography and all kinds of lipstick shades. It's so troublesome!

"This is to treat your leg injury."

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