I Am a Salted Fish in Ancient Times - Chapter 37: The Value of Understanding

Are you a crazy person who is utterly bored of seeing Shonen characters who know what to do at any point of the Series? And also the fact that there boring? Do you want to see blood and a ruthless manic character who hate humans? Or are you really a manic, like the mc to see blood scatted across the world as heads go flying left and right. Do you want to see a character raise up to be the greatest and actually put effort and hard work to raise up and not just get lucky and suddenly the MC is overpowered as fuck? Well I mean sure this guy is going to be overpowered at some point but the normal way well depends on what you define as normal.Sirus gets reincarnated as a demon in a fantasy world. Where you will see his loved ones die but also take revenge and does whatever he wants.... most likely. Sirus shall be known as The Great Demon King.After sheer effort and hard work unlike..... that Shonen character who didn't do shit.One day he will rule his own kingdom unlike any other Kingdom and he will do this with bloodshed or without it. And there will definitely be bloodshed, and flying heads or something.It will be a long journey but he will not fail! Of course, he won't because he's the protagonist, but life isn't a walk in a park so some shit is bound to happen.You're still here? Well go and fucking read the novel![Mature Language][Use Of alcohol][Gore, intense violence][Strong Language][Mature Humour][Abuse]Viewer discretion is advised] Mature 17+

To care for her ailing sweetheart, college student Lu Chenchen gave up her white-collar office job and chose the higher-paying caretaker profession instead. Going around in circles, she ended up at the Mao family’s home.

The Mao family background was complicated. Old Madam Mao was not her son Yanning’s birth mom, but his young aunt. His wife was Old Madam Mao’s first love’s daughter, spoiled and pampered. Despite over ten years of marriage, husband and wife were distant.

To repay Old Madam Mao’s kindness in raising him, and for the sake of his three children, Mao Yanning endured again and again – not just a loveless but outright destructive marriage.

Lu Chenchen walked on eggshells among these people – carefully serving young and old, currying favor with the lady of the house without offending the man of the house, while also worrying about his sweetheart’s illness and missing “his” elders and children back home. Her heart was like a cookie flattened between the pages of life, living a difficult and cautious existence.

However, as the saying goes, “You reap what you sow.” A life that has been polished will eventually shine with a brilliance that ordinary years cannot compare.

Ruan Qiuqiu had transmigrated into a cannon fodder that had the same name as her in the novel, Sweet Pampering in Ancient Times: Demon King Husband, Please Spare Me

Right now, there were two paths before her:

Option 1: Continue playing the role of the supporting female character. After a few rounds of being faceslapped by the female lead, she would die tragically in the beast tide.

Option 2: For the sake of the tribe having enough salt, marry the wolf tribe’s former chief, a fierce wolf demon that was disfigured, crippled, and possibly had personality issues.

Ruan Qiuqiu chose the second option without hesitation. She rather go live a peaceful and ambitious-free life than compete with the female lead over some guy.

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Due to a mishap, Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who had the blood of fiends in him, had become disfigured, crippled, and blind.

He was on the verge of death and his tribe had abandoned him. When he fell to the state of being so hungry that he was gnawing on ice…

The young bride, who his tribe had exchanged 300 catties of salt for, carefully walked to his side and covered his ugly damaged body with an animal hide.

She softly called him, “Husband?”

The village girl who was close to death from illness was about to marry, and her suitor was a strong and hearty hunter.Having time-traveled to a poor and backward mountain village, she had resigned herself to the lack of three square meals a day, but was her new body already halfway into the grave? What's more curious was that someone still wanted to marry her despite being on her deathbed?Driven by curiosity, she went ahead with the marriage, eager to see who the unlucky sap was who'd lose his betrothal gifts and even the coffin money.Cradled in his arms, her body was thin as a rake, and she really wanted to ask him, “Husband, does holding me hurt your hands?”