The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 22 Wei Zhao's Perfunctory Approach

It was getting late, so Yu Tingwan returned to her old house.

After making do with some food and washing up, I lay down on the tatami mat.

She was very sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep.

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips and turned her head to look at the pair of cotton shoes.

It was stuffed full of cotton, with fine stitches, and looked very warm. Hui Niang was usually frugal, but she was truly generous to her two children.

Yu Tingwan sat up from the couch as if by some strange twist of fate and began to dress herself.

I walked around the ground a few times.

It's warm and comfortable.

It fits well.

The next day turned out to be a rare sunny day.

The light was warm and inviting, as if it could drive away the winter chill.

The villagers were excitedly talking to each other, saying that it wouldn't be long before the road to the town would be reopened.

Yu Tingwan knew, however, that wouldn't happen.

However, around dusk, the cold wind becomes even more unrestrained, and large snowflakes rush down, followed by torrential rain.

She probably shouldn't go up the mountain anymore.

Thinking about this, Yu Tingwan felt uneasy.

After thinking it over, she took out the money she had received from Old Man Qian yesterday.

The door to the Wei family's house was half open.

In the courtyard, Wei Zhao was seated on a rocking chair to bask in the sun.

He had his eyes closed and his expression was indifferent.

Hui Niang was weaving baskets on the side.

Yu Tingwan arrived at this time.

She stood at the door.

When the little girl saw Hui Niang coming over, she said awkwardly, "I can't finish all these wild fruits, so I brought some over for you, Auntie."

It wasn't that she couldn't finish the food; the wild fruits were hardly enough to fill her stomach, and she clearly didn't have enough to eat.

Hui Niang looked over and saw that the wild fruits in Yu Tingwan's hand were plump and round, probably the best ones that had been washed before being brought over.

Yu Tingwan: "These wild fruits aren't worth much. If I pick some better ones later, I'll bring them to you."

She pursed her lips: "I won't take your shoes for nothing."

Before Hui Niang could refuse, she stuffed it into her arms.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Hui Niang knew that this girl was proud and unwilling to take advantage of others, so she stopped being polite with her.

Yu Tingwan asked softly, "Can I buy some vegetables from Auntie?"

The people of Xilin Village make a living by farming, and they store grain in cellars. Cabbage, sweet potatoes, and radishes are things that can be stored for a long time, and every household has them.

Yu Tingwan handed a few coins to Hui Niang right under her nose.

"Auntie, just give me whatever you think is appropriate."

"How could I possibly take your money?"

Hui Niang called out, "Come in quickly and let's talk."

She pulled Yu Tingwan inside, and remembering that there were many stray dogs in the village and she was worried about offending Alang, she closed the door behind her.

"Wait here, I'll go get it right away."

Hui Niang hurried towards the cellar in the backyard, but paused halfway there, as if she had thought of something. She then quickly walked back and turned down the heat of the medicine pot that was boiling.

As soon as she left, Yu Tingwan began to look around the Wei family's courtyard.

It's not big, but it's very clean.

As she looked around, she turned her gaze to Wei Zhao in the courtyard.

He was dressed in coarse cotton clothes, not in wedding attire. His eyes were closed, and he coughed softly every now and then.

Fragile, easily broken, with a hint of sickly tenderness in the contours of her eyebrows and eyes.

He wasn't the one who pressed down on her and praised her for being fair-skinned.

Yu Tingwan felt very uncomfortable.

She really couldn't understand.

What did she see in Wei Shen back then?

She could tell that she wasn't forced into this marriage, and was actually quite satisfied with the marriage and with Wei Shen as a person.

Are you satisfied that he can't carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything with his hands?
The little girl's scrutiny was unabashed and undisguised. She looked Wei Zhao up and down three times, but still couldn't come up with an answer.

"bang bang bang"

At that moment, someone pounded on the door.

Outside, there was a hunched old woman with white hair, who was sharp-tongued and mean-spirited.

"Wei Shouzhong! Did I raise you just so you could come and annoy me?"

"You've forgotten your mother after getting married!" "Give me the money! What's the point of treating a sickly person? I'm doing this for your own good!"

The thought that everyone outside was criticizing Wei Qintian for being heartless and not visiting Wei Shen made Old Lady Wei very angry.

She shrieked.

"What's there to see about Wei Shen! Qin Tian's wife is pregnant again, why would he come here to bring bad luck? Wei Shen should be protecting Qin Tian from disaster!"

"Why didn't he just die out there? What's he doing coming back here!"

"I made the decision back then, do you dare to disagree!"

"Don't be ungrateful! Qintian is a filial and sensible child. He's willing to be adopted by you. You should all be burning incense in gratitude!"

It started again.

Yu Tingwan frowned.

Old Lady Wei would come over and howl during the day.

It was one thing if she was out of the house before, but what if she started nagging every day from now on?
Wei Shen still needs to rest and recuperate.

Just then, she saw Wei Zhao make a move.

The man lifted his eyelids and slowly stood up.

It wasn't noticeable when he was lying down, but when he stood up, he was surprisingly tall.

He was a little unsteady on his feet, probably because he had aggravated his wound.

But Wei Zhao didn't care at all, nor did he care who was around. He reached out and picked up the bubbling medicine pot.

Yu Tingwan swallowed back the words she was about to say.

She even gasped sharply.

Wouldn't that burn off a layer of skin?

Wei Zhao had practiced martial arts for many years, and his hands were covered in thick calluses. He walked outside as if he were completely oblivious to them.

Old Mrs. Wei outside was cursing loudly.

Unfortunately, there were hardly any houses at the far end of the village, so no one would answer her cries. She was just about to take a break and catch her breath.

The door suddenly opened.

Before she could react, the scalding hot medicine was splashed over her.

Screams sounded.

Yu Tingwan snapped out of her daze.

Old Mrs. Wei is old, but she's in good health. What if she went berserk and lunged at Wei Shen? That would be terrible!
Wei Shen staggers after just a few steps; he's probably going to turn into a grave by now.

She dared not think any further; though the shock in her eyes had not yet faded, her body reacted.

She rushed over and, as Old Lady Wei doubled over in pain, closed the door, making sure to lock it with the bolt. Her movements were swift and fluid, shutting out Old Lady Wei's thrashing, howling, and foul language.

With her back against the door, Yu Tingwan could actually understand Wei Shen.

Even a clay figure will have a temper when bullied to its own doorstep.

If she were Wei Shen, even if she were dead, she would crawl out of the ground and give Old Lady Wei a piece of her mind.

Yu Tingwan just couldn't understand how he could be so cruel to himself.

Her gaze slowly moved downwards.

"you……"

She asked curtly, "Are your hands alright?"

Wei Zhao walked back listlessly, tossed the medicine pot aside, and lay down again.

The frustration of the past few days has finally found an outlet.

He had been putting up with that old woman for a long time.

The gloom in Wei Zhao's eyes had dissipated considerably. There was even a hint of joy in his expression.

Wei Zhao had just closed his eyes when he seemed to remember something and looked at Yu Tingwan again.

What did she just ask?

Wei Zhao tried to think about it.

He was also unusually willing to respond to her.

He hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Oh, I don't know."

Old Lady Wei comes over every day and tells you to go die. How could you not know who she is?
Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

She was momentarily confused, but quickly came to her senses.

I didn't ask you that!
How come she's even more perfunctory than him?
I asked you how your hand was, and you told me you didn't know anyone outside.

She looked at Wei Zhao's expression.

It was clear that Wei Zhao was very satisfied with the answer.

Yu Tingwan: He never had the right attitude from the very beginning!

(End of this chapter)