My Husband and I Have a House Full of Children - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My husband had been played with until he broke.

Not just in the back. The front was broken too.

The physician said my husband would never be able to have children again.

Because of this, my mother-in-law was heartbroken.

“Lady Zou! If he hadn’t been escorting you back to your maiden home, my Yu’er would never have fallen into the hands of bandits, and his body would never have been ruined!”

“Yu’er is the only male heir of the Xie Family for three generations! When I die, how am I supposed to face our ancestors?”

I cried just as miserably. “Boohoo, it’s all my fault. I made my husband unable to perform.”

“Why don’t you repudiate me? Otherwise, I don’t know how I can make up for the mistake I’ve made.”

To my surprise, my husband actually defended me.

“Absolutely not!”

“Zou Xueru, if not for you, would I have ended up crippled?”

“You think you can just pat your backside and leave? Not a chance!”

“Mother, I will never repudiate my wife!”

Only then did my mother-in-law come back to her senses.

“Yes! That’s right!”

“Don’t even think about leaving the Xie Family. You will serve my Yu’er for the rest of your life and live as a widow with a living husband forever!”

Honestly, I was so moved I could have cried myself to death.

They had no idea what kind of life I, a concubine-born daughter, had lived in the Zou household before my marriage.

Now that I had entered the Xie Family, at least I was the young mistress. I did not even have to serve my husband. It was much better than being repudiated and sent back.

At the thought, I wept tears of joy.

“Boohoo… I will serve my husband well. I will work like an ox and horse for the Xie Family for the rest of my life.”

I was a woman who obeyed the Three Obediences and Four Virtues. Before I married, my concubine mother had always worried that I was too soft-natured and dull, that I did not know how to please my husband, and that life in my husband’s family would be difficult.

Now everything was perfect. I had offended him thoroughly, so I did not need to please him at all.

My husband despised me to the extreme. Because his front no longer worked and he had nowhere to vent his energy, he especially loved whipping me.

My mother-in-law was a widow and always liked making things difficult for me.

At night, she would not let me sleep. She would mix red beans and mung beans together and make me kneel while sorting them. Once I finished, I had to cook mung bean porridge and red bean rice cakes for my husband in the morning.

Day after day, night after night.

What a full life.

I was only eighteen, but I felt like I was already eighty.

I decided things could not go on like this.

In my opinion, the reason my mother-in-law tormented me like this was because she had no man.

As long as she had the nourishment of a man, even the sternest mother-in-law would become amiable and kind.

So I went to an opera troupe and found her a martial actor.

My mother-in-law spent every day tangled up with that martial actor. Though nearing forty, she became radiant and glowing.

Even her speech turned gentle and soft. At night, she no longer made me go to her courtyard to kneel and sort mung beans.

Because it was not very convenient.

If my mother-in-law was happy, then I was happy.

My husband, she, and I were all one family. There was no reason for us to be happy while leaving my husband to suffer alone.

So I found my husband an armed escort to serve as a guard.

That escort was six foot three, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, with a full beard. He was extremely manly.

Day and night, my husband lay submissively beneath the escort. He became gentle and graceful, and he no longer whipped me. Instead, he had the escort whip him.