He, Qi Taiguo, is a man blessed with good fortune!
Thatâs probably true. As a young man, he joined the army and fought his way up to his current position as a commanderânot by luck, but through blood, fists, brains, and bravery. However, itâs also a kind of good fortune.
Later, he married Cheng Su, the woman he had never wanted or wished to marry. Only after marrying her did he realize her value. It has to be said, he fought at the front whereas she provided him a lot of support and looked after things behind his back.
For example, if it hadnât been for her taking charge behind the scenes, his eldest sister would probably not be around anymore, right?
And when it came to their home, whatever was asked forâbe it money or giftsâshe never hesitated or said a word against it.
Whereas for other families, letâs not even mention those far away, take Chen Shouwang for example. Such difficulty he had, criticized from all sides, ultimately forced to sell his blood. Wasnât it all because of money?
Thereâs truth to the saying, "Poverty brings a couple a hundred woes," isnât there?
In their case, because they were financially comfortable, those kinds of issues never arose. Cheng Su was generous, not one to hide things, and even when he wanted to help Chen Shouwang, she didnât hesitate to take out the money.
Having such a reasonable and understanding wife, isnât that his good fortune?
Yet he, Qi Taiguo, just because of his machismo and pride, negated all her past efforts, blamed her for being restless, blamed her for causing trouble.
Even he himself felt like he wasnât a man!
Qi Taiguoâs face burned with shame.
Returning home, he saw Cheng Su folding clothes with a serene expression. It made him feel all the more uncomfortable inside.
"Youâre back? You didnât flatten that kid, did you?" Cheng Su glanced at him and asked.
Qi Taiguo walked over and wrapped her in his arms.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I just finished folding those clothes, and youâve messed them all up," Cheng Su shouted.
"Itâs okay, Iâll fold them!" Qi Taiguo said, his voice muffled.
Cheng Su, startled, pushed him away, her face a mix of amusement and disbelief, "Whatâs gotten into you, Commander Qi? Thinking of doing the house chores now?"
Qi Taiguoâs face turned red, and he looked away from her gaze.
But then he thought, why back down? A true man can bend and stretch. Itâs just admitting oneâs faults in front of his wife. This shows his magnanimity; he doesnât squabble with the petty concerns of a little woman.
"Wife, Iâm sorry." Qi Taiguo had it figured out and looked at Cheng Su as he spoke, "I was such a jerk, the way I treated you before, I was wrong!"
"You were wrong? About what?" Cheng Su raised an eyebrow.
"I knew you were just too busy with the start-up to take care of things at home, and I shouldnât have blamed you or been mad at you for not having meals ready. After all, itâs just two mealsâwhere canât I get enough to eat? I can eat in the cafeteria, itâs all the same. Your work is already tiring, and you should rest even if you get off work early," Qi Taiguo said, "From now on, if I get off work early, Iâll cook the meals."
Cheng Su sat up straight, "Are you serious?"
Qi Taiguo nodded and said, "If my cooking isnât good, donât despise it."
Cheng Su looked at him intently, the corners of her mouth slightly curving, "As long as it doesnât make me sick, I wonât despise you."
Qi Taiguo asserted, "I can guarantee that."
Then Cheng Su leaned into his embrace and said, "I donât necessarily need you to cook, but our home is made up of two people, and it should be nurtured together. If I cook, you can help me wash dishes, if I sweep the floor, you can help me mop. If I wash clothes, you can help me hang them. We work together, no shirking of responsibility, both contributing to our home, donât you think?"
"Wife is right, Iâll listen to my wife," Qi Taiguo quickly said.
Cheng Su gave him a peck, her lips curving into a smile.