Transmigrated as a 70s Little Green Tea, the Cold-Faced Rough Guy Falls for Her

What to do when you transmigrate into a period novel? Of course, you study for university, earn big money, ride the tide of the era, and become the first generation of wealth!

But Su Heng tra...

Chapter 2: The Handsome Cripple Husband

Chapter 2: The Handsome Cripple Husband

To be fair, Lu Mingchuan is very handsome.

I don’t know if it’s because he stayed in the house for too long, but his skin is very white.

The eyebrows and eyes are deeply contoured, the eyes are sharp, and the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned.

When I look at people… I don’t know if I’m being targeted, but I always feel like I’m looking at a dog.

His nose is also very high and straight, and his lips are light and thin, giving him a somewhat abstinent look. He has a handsome appearance with his own aura.

He is so handsome that he doesn't seem to be from this small village, otherwise the original owner would not have insisted on marrying him just by looking at the photos given by the matchmaker.

But she didn't expect that the introducer was greedy for the commission given by Lu Mingchuan's mother and concealed the fact that he was lame.

The original owner discovered on the wedding day that the man was crippled and could not accept it.

Lu Mingchuan also looked down on the original owner and would rather sleep on the floor than share a bed with others.

The two said they were husband and wife, but their relationship was worse than strangers. The original owner even cooked only single portions of food.

Su Heng's mouth twitched when she thought of Lu Mingchuan dragging his lame leg to cook by himself, making a pot of mushy rice and being laughed at by the original owner.

She thought that since she had come here, she would probably not be able to leave for a while.

After all, you are eating and living in someone else's house. If you can repair the relationship with your roommate, you should try your best to do so.

Thinking of this, Su Heng knocked on the window to signal Lu Mingchuan to open it.

The man inside was calm and ignored her, just staring at her quietly.

Su Heng: ...

Suddenly I felt a little creepy.

No longer caring whether he could hear me or not, I just shouted loudly: "Come out to eat later!"

Su Heng overestimated the green glass windows of this era, which actually had little sound insulation effect.

Lu Mingchuan's eyes flickered in shock, but he still didn't say anything.

Su Heng walked into the kitchen with the eggs and found it quite tidy.

I should say the house is quite tidy, of course it wasn't cleaned by the original owner.

Lu Mingchuan still has one good leg, but he doesn't walk around in front of the original owner.

The Lu family is well off. After all, Lu Mingchuan had sent back a lot of allowances and compensation.

This house was built by Lu's mother with the money he sent back for his marriage.

There was half a bag of rice, a large bag of cornmeal and a small bag of white flour in the kitchen.

Smelling the long-lost fragrance of rice, Su Heng couldn't help but grab some with her hands, and squinted her eyes happily listening to the rustling sound.

Afraid that there wouldn't be enough to eat, she extravagantly cooked a bowl and a half of rice. The wood stove cooked rice very quickly, and she could even serve some rice soup.

Su Heng grew up in the countryside and knew how to use this kind of stove.

The lunch was very luxurious. To celebrate her new life, Su Heng prepared three dishes.

Steamed egg custard, scrambled eggs with green onions, and stir-fried lettuce.

The lettuce in the backyard should have been planted when Lu's mother was alive, and it is almost out of season.

But Su Heng is very skilled. She drained the water thoroughly, so the lettuce was not old.

Supplies are scarce in the end times and no food can be wasted, so Su Heng has no choice but to refine her cooking skills.

After bringing the food to the large wooden table in the main room, there was still no movement in the east bedroom, so Su Heng went straight to knock on the door.

"Come out for dinner."

No one answered her. Su Heng was in a hurry to eat, so she knocked on the door again, then pushed it open and walked in.

Lu Mingchuan was still sitting on the chair in front of the window, and this time he responded.

"Get out." He hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and his voice was a little dry and cold.

"Let's eat together. I made two servings." Su Heng invited warmly.

Lu Mingchuan's eyes were cold, and there was a hint of sarcasm in them if you looked closely, which left Su Heng confused.

"Do you want me to help you?" Su Heng said as she tried to hold Lu Mingchuan's arm, but was dodged.

At that moment, Su Heng seemed to feel the murderous intent.

Lu Mingchuan stood up, feeling so oppressive that even the room seemed to become a little smaller in an instant.

He is actually very tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist and long legs. Even when wearing loose clothes, he looks like a clothes hanger. His shoulder-to-waist ratio is very good.

Having survived the gunfire and bullets in the army, his figure is not that of a fancy girl.

Su Heng could feel the man's muscles tensed up all over his body.

She has a keen intuitive sense of danger.

He immediately took a few steps back and raised his hands in surrender: "Let's talk it over! If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. I'm leaving. You don't want to hit a woman again, do you?"

All her superpowers are now zero, and this body has never been trained, so it can be said that she has no fighting power at all.

Besides, she is not a combat type. She has been growing sweet potatoes and potatoes on the farm of the official base for more than a year. She is purely a logistics department.

After the base fell, she was forced to survive in the wilderness for several months. Her combat power improved a bit, but she could not withstand the siege of mutant beasts, and finally she had to self-destruct and die together with the mutant beasts.

Now that her super powers were gone, she felt that she might not even be a match for this cripple.

(Thunderbolt 1: Saving the handsome, strong and miserable is very melodramatic and cliché, but the author likes this very much. If you mind, please avoid it yourself.

Second: The heroine is gentle and kind-hearted at heart, longing for family, love, and friendship. She's not a lone ranger, and will lend a hand to her family and friends, but they rely more on their own efforts. She won't help the best if they don't have them, and those who think they're saintly will avoid them themselves.)