I am a Big Villain

hemselves.
In the neighborhood, 「you gave me a plate of zhà ǒu[6], I gave you a plate of sù jiǎozi[7]」, that was how feelings were cultivated.

Zhà ǒu (fried lotus root )

Sù jiǎozi (vegetable dumplings)

“Grandpa Qi and Dazhu gē[8] are not busy making money for their families.
Let’s talk about this one.
Who doesn’t envy Grandma Qi who has a husband who is willing to work like Grandpa Qi, a filial son like Dazhu gē and Aunt Lanhua? The silk scarf that Dazhu gē brought you back after a long run is still tied to your neck, so you still said Dazhu gē doesn’t hurt people and others are gonna have to cry sadly.”

Lin Dingding was shy towards Yan Chu.
The girls in the countryside were open-minded and generous.
In addition now, she was spoiled by her husband and held by her father-in-law.
She had never suffered any bad things and her horizon was getting wider.
Because she had a sweet mouth and could speak well, her neighbors knew that she was Yan Chu’s wife when he lived on a rural community in the countryside, but nobody looked down on her because she was a rural household registration.

Grandma Qi and Aunt Lanhua were really very happy when they are praised by Lin Dingding.
Who didn’t like their men being praised for their promising future? They wondered if Yan Chu was too good to his wife.
Now, when she talked about it, they didn’t think their men were worse than others.

However, each person has a scale in his mind, theirs family two men who run long-distance trucks, and Yan Chu, a college student at Yanjing University, who has a promising and broad future.
Everyone also had a number of things in their hearts, Lin Dingding praise, that was just to make them happy.

“My shěnzi[9] just brought me a basket of fresh qīngcài[10], I’ll get you some later.
Dingding is pregnant, still has to eat something fresh.”

Qīngcài (Chinese cabbage)

Aunt Lanhua was in a good mood now, so she generously shared half of qīngcài that her sǎozi[11] sent her.

“Thank you ah, Aunt Lanhua.
This fresh vegetable is not easy to buy now.
Every time I go to the market, a lot of dishes are picked out.”

Yan Chu wasn’t a stingy person: “A few days ago, my dad’s former student brought two pots of mài rǔ jīng[12].
He doesn’t like to drink those things.
I can kept one for Dingding, and the other one for Xiǎo[13] Zhu.
He has to drink more good supplements when he is still growing up.”

Mài rǔ jīng (malted milk extract)

Xiǎo Zhu in his words was Aunt Lanhua’s son.
It was interesting to say that when Dad’s name was Dazhu.
He was too lazy to think about his son’s name and he was called Xiǎo Zhu directly.
What he didn’t know was the name of two brothers.

“How embarrassing.”

Aunt Lanhua rubbed her hands excitedly.
Wasn’t that just a few handfuls of qīngcài? The price of a pot of mài rǔ jīng was enough to buy dozens of baskets of qīngcài.

“My sǎozi‘s parents’ family is in the suburbs.
They come to the market every week to sell fresh vegetables from their own plots.
How about this? Tell me in advance what do you want to eat and I will asked my sǎozi to keep it for you? It also saves you the effort to buy food.”

Aunt Lanhua was also a shrewd, thinking about Yan Chu’s words just now, and how to return to this thank-you gift of mài rǔ jīng.

“That’s really troublesome for Aunt Lanhua.” Yan Chu liked to talk to smart people.
In fact, he could got along with his neighbors so well.
It was also because these neighbors were honest, not greedy and cheap.
It was comfortable and reassuring to get along with such people.

“No problem, which is by the way.”

Aunt Lanhua quickly waved her hand, and she also knew the temper of the Yan Jia.
When her sǎozi brought the vegetables, and they wouldn’t be able to rely on those dishes money.
In fact, it was an extra trip, then she will gave half the jar of mài rǔ jīng to her sǎozi to make sure she was more willing than anyone else.

“My husband is really amazing.”

When entering the house and closing the door, Lin Dingding said admiringly to Yan Chu, there were little stars in her eyes.

“If I am so good, then you must like me better.”

Yan Chu touched the tip of his little wife’s nose, pulled up the sleeves of her sweater, the househusband ready to make fire for cooking.
Furthermore, those mán tou was completely cold by now, it needed to be steamed in a basket before it could be eaten.

Lin Dingding sat at the table, peeling the thin layer of bean sprouts, and looking at Yan Chu’s concentration when he was busy in the kitchen, for a moment she was a little silly.

How could she blessed this much to have the best husband in the world?

[1] steamed bread; steamed bun

[2] household; family

[3] little brother; younger brother

[4] 老莫, Lǎo Mò: Old Mo, where Mo is one Chinese surname.
It’s restaurant’s name in the story

[5] beige or creamy-white

[6] fried coupling; fried lotus root

[7] vegetable dumplings

[8] older brother

[9] father’s younger brother’s wife; paternal aunt

[10] Chinese cabbage

[11] older brother’s wife; sister-in-law

[12] malted milk extract, ref link

[13] little; young; junior