Marriage in the 1970s: The Political Commissar's Contract Wife

On New Year's Eve, the army distributed two fat pigs to each regiment to improve their meals and celebrate the Spring Festival.

Wang Jianguo approached Fang Chu with a beaming smile, as if saying, "Political Commissar Fang, why don't you lead the team in butchering and dividing the meat? This is a great opportunity to show your face and approachability to the soldiers!"

Fang Chu glanced at him sideways and bluntly pointed out, "Commander, isn't slaughtering pigs and sheep your job as the commander? Why are you pushing it onto me?"

Wang Jianguo chuckled, leaned closer, and lowered his voice: "I'm just giving you a chance to shine! I heard Xiaxia is pregnant with twins and needs a lot of nutrition. Xiaochun also said Xiaxia likes pig ears, aren't you going to get her a couple?"

Upon hearing the words "pig ears," Fang Chu's initial reluctance instantly wavered. He remembered that Zhi Xia had been craving them recently, saying they were crispy and chewy.

For his wife's sake, he might as well slaughter a pig! Anyway, it's not like he has to do it himself.

"Okay! I'll go!" Fang Chu readily agreed.

When Fang Chu arrived at the stinking pigsty, he finally understood Wang Jianguo's "good intentions" in giving him this "good job".

He covered his nose, suppressing his nausea, and stood upwind, directing several soldiers to go in and catch the pig.

Just as I was busy working, Zhilin came over.

Seeing Fang Chu standing outside the pigsty, calmly giving instructions (though actually trying to suppress the stench), he was taken aback: "Fang Chu? Why did Wang Jianguo send you here?"

Fang Chu felt a little embarrassed when she saw her brother-in-law, but she still honestly explained, "Brother, I came of my own volition. Xiaxia... she's been craving something crispy lately, and pig's ears are perfect for that, so I thought I'd come and get her a couple myself."

Upon hearing that it was for his younger sister, Zhi Lin's expression softened considerably, and he nodded, "Alright, that's kind of you. When we're dividing the meat later, I'll give you my share of pig's ears too, so we can have more."

"Thank you, brother!" Fang Chu quickly expressed his gratitude.

After finishing the important matter, Zhilin seemed to suddenly remember something. He looked around, pulled Fang Chu aside to a more secluded spot, and lowered his voice with a serious expression:

"Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you. I just came from Old Xing's pig farm, and he mentioned it casually. He said he got some... aphrodisiac powder for pigs from the disease control center a while ago."

Fang Chu's expression froze instantly, her pupils contracted sharply, and she almost blurted out, "No way?!"

His mind went blank for a moment. All the chaos, humiliation, and the missing mastermind seemed to connect with the words "aphrodisiac" at that instant!

The words "aphrodisiac powder" were like a lightning bolt that cleaved through the fog that had lingered in Fang Chu's mind for nearly a year!

Human-made items are difficult to prepare, but animal-made items are much simpler...

He had previously focused his investigation on people who had access to medical drugs, but completely overlooked the more common and loosely regulated veterinary drugs!

This is absolutely a fatal blind spot in thinking!

"It's been almost a year, and you still haven't found anything," Zhi Lin said calmly, observing his sudden change in expression. "It's very likely that you were on the wrong track from the beginning. The human and veterinary drugs have basically the same ingredients. The human version is strictly controlled and risky, but the veterinary version..." He paused, then said meaningfully, "is much simpler."

"I'm going to find Lao Xing right now!" Fang Chu turned around almost immediately, his anger mixed with the urgency of finding a clue, making him unable to wait a moment longer.

He's going to drag out that rat hiding in the gutter, using such despicable means!

"Wait!" Zhi Lin grabbed his arm, her grip firm and her voice low, carrying the caution of a soldier. "Calm down! It's broad daylight, and there are too many people talking. Are you rushing over there in such a hurry because you want everyone to know you're investigating? What if you alert them?"

Fang Chu was pulled back by him, forced to stop, his chest heaving with anger and agitation. He understood that Zhi Lin was right; the closer they got to the truth, the more composed they needed to be.

Zhi Lin patted his shoulder, his tone softening, carrying a calm composure befitting someone fighting side-by-side: "Let's finish what's in front of us first. Go kill your pig and give the pig's ears back to Xia Xia. I'll go with you tonight when it's quiet and peaceful."

Fang Chu took a few deep breaths of the cold air, forcibly suppressing her turbulent emotions, and nodded, her voice slightly hoarse from the suppressed emotions:

"……good."

He turned his gaze back to the noisy pigsty, but his eyes were now completely different.

His previous disdain and helplessness were replaced by a cold, sharp edge. He appeared to be directing the slaughter of a pig, but in his mind, he was already planning his actions for the night.

The culprit who caused his and Zhixia's fates to change drastically and who made them suffer countless pains seems to be finally about to show his true colors.

That evening, Fang Chu returned home carrying four carefully prepared pig ears, a barely perceptible look of excitement on his face from finding a clue.

As soon as I entered, I saw Wang Chun talking animatedly to Zhi Xia. Zhi Xia was amused by her and smiled happily.

Fang Chu looked at Zhi Xia's smile and her heart softened, all the anxiety and anger she felt during the day were soothed.

He put down his things, walked over naturally, and asked affectionately, "Qingqing, what are you two talking about? You seem so happy?"

The moment the name "Qingqing" was uttered, Zhixia's smile froze instantly, her face turning bright red, even the tips of her ears turned pink.

She glared at Fang Chu, embarrassed and annoyed, and lowered her voice, "Don't yell like that!"

Fang Chu, however, didn't care at all. He put his arm around her shoulder and said matter-of-factly, "We're at home, I'm calling myself my wife, what's there to be afraid of?"

Wang Chun, who was sitting to the side, was so shocked by Fang Chu's "Qingqing" and his matter-of-fact attitude that he opened his mouth wide and forgot to eat the melon seeds in his hand.

She mentally screamed: What's wrong with Political Commissar Fang?! He used to seem like such a proper person, when did he become so...shameless?!

Chao Huaihua was quick-witted. Seeing that the young couple was about to get all lovey-dovey again, she immediately stood up and pulled up Wang Chun, who was still in shock: "Xiao Chun, come on, come with your aunt for a walk to digest your food."

Wang Chun suddenly realized what was happening and nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay!" He practically fled with Chao Huaihua as they left the house.

Only the two of them remained in the room. Zhixia angrily punched his chest, yelling, "It's all your fault! Xiaochun heard us! How embarrassing!"

Fang Chu laughed and let her punch him, then leaned over and kissed her puffed-up cheek, asking softly, "Haven't seen you all day, Qingqing, did you miss me?"

Zhi Xia was rendered speechless by his kisses, her face flushed, and her voice was barely audible: "...I wanted to."

Fang Chu was overjoyed. He picked her up, sat down on a chair, and then let her sit on his lap, encircling her in his arms.

He lowered his head and gently rubbed his nose against hers, his voice so tender it could melt your heart: "My dear Qingqing, Happy New Year."

Zhixia felt hot all over from his continuous stream of mushy terms of address, like a boiled shrimp.