Wow, my husband werewolf

My hometown is in the Northeast. In 1999, during a heavy snowfall, my mother went up the mountain to trap wild pheasants. She didn't return home for three days. When she was found, she had already died in the snowy mountains. Her clothes were torn to shreds, her eyes rolled back, and her body was a bloody mess. More than a dozen reddish-furred wolves from the mountains were circling around her with ill intent, their bodies stained with my mother's blood. As soon as they saw someone approaching, the beasts scattered. The people who carried my mother back from the mountain said that it was the mountain wild men who had ravaged her to death. I was only three years old when my mother died, but even then, I knew that in our Northeast, the wolves on the mountains could harm people. Those beasts that practiced in the mountains, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon every day, could eventually mimic humans so perfectly. But no matter how much they resembled humans, they never lost their beastly nature. Not only were they vengeful, but they were also exceptionally united. Anyone who provoked them would, at the very least, find no peace, and at worst, their entire family would be wiped out. At that time, I was too young to understand the concept of an entire family being wiped out. After my mother's body was brought back, my family held a simple funeral for her because of the disgraceful manner of her death and our lack of money. We bought a thin coffin for her and buried her in the mountains behind our house. We thought that was the end of it, but little did we know, my mother's death was just the beginning of a more terrifying period... The night my mother was buried, my grandfather went to the coffin shop to pay for the coffin and didn't return home. Only my father, a man in the house, and my grandmother and I were left. My father was my grandfather's only son. He had suffered brain damage from a fever when he was young, so he was a bit slow-witted. Our family pooled money together to marry my mother, a woman as beautiful as a flower, but in the four years they were married, they only had me, a girl. So, people in the village said that my father was a fool, which is why he couldn't have a son. But on the night when my grandfather wasn't home, I saw my father walking into my grandmother's room. He didn't come out of her room all night. The next morning, just as the sky was beginning to lighten, a piercing wail suddenly came from my grandmother's room, shattering the dawn's light. I got up and went to see, only to find my grandmother holding a bloody chopping knife, rushing out of her room like a madwoman, screaming sharply. She ran out into the icy, snowy world outside the house, running all over the village, unable to be stopped by anyone, until she finally hung herself on a crooked tree at the entrance of the village. After dawn, my grandfather returned home in a horse-drawn carriage from the snowy field. Seeing my grandmother hanging like an upside-down bat on the old tree at the village entrance, he let out a loud cry and quickly took my grandmother down from the tree. Seeing me standing beside my grandmother, he asked loudly, "Where's your father?" "My dad is sleeping in your room," I replied to my grandfather. My grandfather hurried home with me. As soon as he lifted the old quilt covering my father, a stench of wolves assaulted our nostrils. The bed was covered in blood, and my father was already dead. Seeing this scene, my grandfather was so overwhelmed that he couldn't catch his breath. Suddenly, he started crying and laughing like a madman, just like my grandmother. He ran out of the house, cursing viciously as he went: "You beasts on the mountain, still dreaming of becoming immortals? I'll skin you alive and throw you into the cesspit, so you'll stink for thousands of years! Dream on about your damned immortality!" After that, my grandfather never returned. By the time the people of the village found my grandfather, it was already evening. He had drowned in the cesspit behind the village latrine, his skin completely peeled off, his body covered in maggots. Around the snow-covered cesspit were dense wolf tracks. I was the only one left alive in my family. Everyone in the village knew that my family had suffered retribution. The wild men from the mountains had come down for revenge, scaring everyone in the village so much that no one dared to collect the bodies of my family. Later, only an old lady surnamed Hu came over when she saw me crying alone. She said to me, "Xiuxiu, your grandfather committed heinous sins. He set fire to the mountain and burned down Hu Erye's entire family. Now, Hu Erye wants to kill your whole family to avenge his family. You can't stay in our village anymore. I'll have someone send you to your distant cousin's house in the city. You'll at least save your life, but remember, you must come back in eighteen years to settle this, or else your end will be the same as your grandfather's!" Old Lady Hu said this to me, pointing to my grandfather who had drowned in the cesspit, and then had someone take me away from Hanjia Village. Time flies. Eighteen years have passed, and I am now twenty-one years old, about to graduate from university. However, the atheistic education I've received for over a decade has not been able to wash away the memories of my childhood. These memories have accompanied me for eighteen years. During the school holidays, I discussed with my cousin, who had taken care of me for more than a decade, and decided to go back to my hometown, Hanjia Village. After all, my cousin was also afraid that if I didn't fulfill my promise, her family would also suffer terrible revenge. Eighteen years later, when I finally made my way back to this remote mountain village, it was already evening. The moon was rising in the east, and a tall man was standing at the dark entrance of the village. When he saw me, he said, "I've been waiting for you for eighteen years. I didn't expect you to have the guts to come back and face death?!" The man was dressed plainly, in his mid-to-late twenties, with the vigor of youth. He had seductive wolf-like eyes and a fair complexion that was quite handsome. However, his eyes were sizing me up with ill intent, a half-smile on his face, his expression eerily similar to those beasts who practiced in the mountains. "Who are you?" I asked the man warily. The man didn't answer my question, but instead looked me up and down: "Old Lady Hu asked me to come and pick you up. I didn't expect you to look exactly like your mother who died eighteen years ago. I just wonder if you're the same as her when it comes to playing." The man's words were frivolous, with no hint of taboo. After he finished speaking, he gave me a few more glances and then turned around to take me to Old Lady Hu's house. I was somewhat repulsed by this man, but I still followed him. When we arrived at Old Lady Hu's house, she was sitting on the kang bed waiting for me. Although eighteen years had passed, Old Lady Hu's appearance and voice were exactly the same as I remembered. Seeing that the man had brought me over, Old Lady Hu raised her head and asked him, "Hu Lao'er, today, Old Han's granddaughter has come back to settle the grudge from eighteen years ago. Whatever conditions you have, just speak up. I'll be the witness for you both." Eighteen years ago, my grandfather set fire to the mountain, burning down the wolf den and killing a whole pack of wolves, which is why we had a grudge with those beasts. Now, Old Lady Hu wanted me to settle this with this man. Could it be that this man was the Hu Pi Zi that Old Lady Hu mentioned, the one who killed my entire family? This was the first time I had seen a Hu Pi Zi transformed into a human. Apart from his fox-like beauty, he was no different from a normal human being. Old Lady Hu said, "Considering the relationship between us, I'll give you some face. It's not too difficult for me to let her go. My Hu family's descendants were all burned to death by Old Han's fire. As long as you marry his granddaughter to me, let her serve me and continue the Hu family line, I'll spare her life!" Was he asking me to continue the lineage for the beast that killed my entire family? I was immediately unwilling, but this Hu Pi Zi was malicious. He had killed my whole family. If I didn't agree, I would probably only have one way out. I turned to look at Old Lady Hu, hoping she could help me. But Old Lady Hu, although her face showed reluctance, seemed to have no other solution. She turned to me and said, "Xiuxiu, it was your grandfather who made the mistake first. No one within hundreds of miles dares to provoke this Hu Lao'er. If you marry him, you'll have a way to live. If you're unwilling, I, an old lady, can't save you either." Even Old Lady Hu had no solution. What could I do? I looked up at the man. Knowing that he was a transformed Hu Pi Zi, I was a bit afraid to even look at him. Who would want to die if they could live? So, I answered Old Lady Hu, "As long as he doesn't harm me, I'm willing to marry him." Seeing that I had agreed, the man gave a cold laugh, walked over to me, and patted my buttocks. He sneered and said, "Since you've agreed, we'll enter the bridal chamber tonight. If you can't bear the Hu family's offspring, your fate will be the same as your mother's."