The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 64 Forget it, this man has no heart!
Yu Tingwan was completely dumbfounded.

We haven't even ventured deep into the mountains, how could there be such a colossal creature!
Didn't they say that it was Wu's second son who lied to Aunt Wu?

Yu Tingwan suppressed her scream and tried to run away. She struggled to climb off it, but for some reason, her limbs wouldn't obey her commands.

The sharp gaze behind her was fixed on her, as if it could pierce through her.

No matter how composed Yu Tingwan is usually, she is still just a young girl. How can she be composed now?
Not to mention her, even Hunter Peng would probably be nervous.

Fu Hu was also stunned; he was sleeping soundly when the object was smashed.

The tiger's roar was deafening, echoing through the mountains and forests, causing birds to fly away in panic.

Its dignity has been violated; how could it tolerate humans stepping on it? How could it not be furious?
It hasn't eaten a person in a long time.

Fu suddenly stood up, throwing Yu Tingwan off him.

She scrambled and crawled as she frantically fled forward.

But she had already exhausted all her strength trying to avoid Old Man Zhou.

The girl's speed decreased and she struggled more and more.

Fu Meng, who was behind her, was strong and agile, and quickly tackled the girl to the ground.

Its claws, sharp as knives, were ready to tear the girl's flesh apart, to devour her piece by piece with elegance, while also opening its blood-red maw wide towards her.

Yu Tingwan's heart was trembling.

Oh no, oh no, I'm going to become food.

She was going to die before Wei Shen.

If she were to die without a complete body, Hui Niang would be heartbroken.

Wei Shenye...

Forget it, that man has no heart!
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Old Zhou stumbled down the mountain, his eyes filled with unconcealed fear.

After getting home, he quickly locked the door, but he still felt unsafe!

"Sir, have you encountered a ghost?"

A person walked out of the house; it was Zhou Qin.

Ever since Aunt Wu helped her consult a fortune teller who said that her stepmother's scandalous affair would soon be exposed, she hasn't returned to her husband's family home.

Even though Liu the matchmaker mocked her every day, she didn't care.

Zhou Qin wanted to see Liu the matchmaker suffer the consequences! Her reputation would be worse than a dung heap!

Old Zhou did not like this granddaughter.

She's just a money-loser. She actually looked down on the man Liu the matchmaker had gone to so much trouble to find for her, saying he was only good for drinking, gambling, and whoring. So what if a man has money and spends it on outside affairs? She'd rather fall out with her family than marry a poor guy.

After getting married, she didn't support her parents' family at all, and even came back to eat and drink for free! It's like we've wasted so many years of raising her.

He usually didn't give Zhou Qin a friendly look, let alone now.

He didn't even want to look at Zhou Qin, and hurriedly went to knock on Liu the matchmaker's door.

"Chaeyoung! Chaeyoung!"

As soon as Matchmaker Liu opened the door, he slipped inside.

Seeing his impatient look, Liu the matchmaker glared at him fiercely.

In a poor place where people couldn't get enough to eat, she was unusually plump and knew how to dress up. She wore a flower in her hair, heavy makeup, and bright red lips.

"Be mindful of the impact; your granddaughter is still at home."

"Why did you barge into my room? Aren't you afraid she'll notice something amiss?"

Liu the matchmaker was furious. She couldn't take the abortion pills until Zhou Qin left.

We can't really give birth to the child!
"Everyone says it's hard to be a stepmother. She wasn't born from my womb, so she's not on my side."

The matchmaker, Liu, failed to notice Zhou's unusual behavior and continued to complain: "You, as the husband, should pay more attention! What kind of married daughter stays at her parents' house and refuses to leave? I think it's because her husband dislikes her and doesn't want her anymore."

"I thought I had married very well."

Old Zhou couldn't listen to a single word. "Caiying, let's go hide outside for a while."

Matchmaker Liu asked in confusion, "What?"

What kind of father-in-law is so uninhibited in entering his daughter-in-law's room? Could something really have happened?
As soon as Zhou Qin walked over, she heard Old Man Zhou anxiously say, "Tiger! There's a tiger on the outskirts of the mountain! That Hu Dazhu's niece is probably already chewed up and swallowed whole."

Matchmaker Liu: "Are you confused?"

The latter's expression was grave: "I saw it with my own eyes! How could he be blind?"

Matchmaker Liu panicked; Old Man Zhou wouldn't joke about something like this.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qin could no longer remain seated and hurriedly walked outside.

Little did she know that after she left, Liu the matchmaker began to take stock of the family's money.

Old Zhou watched her bustling about, and his heart gradually calmed down. Then, a terrible thought suddenly occurred to him: "Caiying, give birth to the child."

"If it's a son, then our Zhou family will have an heir."

These words terrified Liu the matchmaker, who turned and slapped Zhou the old man: "You old geezer, how could you say such a thing! I knew you only cared about your own comfort when you took off your clothes!"

"Give birth? My husband is dead! How can I give birth!"

"Do I even want to live anymore?"

Old Zhou quickly comforted her, "Don't worry, listen to me."

"The old house is our root, and we will come back sooner or later."

“Let’s go to Sandun Village and stay there for a while. We’ll go and stay with the midwife who prescribed the medicine for you before. She’s good at keeping secrets, so if we give her some benefits, she definitely won’t say anything to anyone. Once the roads are reopened, we’ll go to the county and rent a house.”

"I reckon that since it rained earlier and the weather has been sunny these past few days, the mountain roads will be reopened soon."

“The people in the county don’t know us. When the time comes for the baby to be born, we can bring the child back and tell everyone that we’re visiting relatives and that the child was adopted from outside.”

Adoption is quite common these days.

Moreover, Liu the matchmaker had no children, and the Zhou family was considered extinct in the eyes of Xilin Village.

No one will suspect anything.

Matchmaker Liu's hand froze in mid-air, her expression slightly apprehensive, as if she had been moved.

News of the tiger in the mountains spread quickly, and the villagers were all restless and at a loss, running to the village head.

How can a family with elderly members and young children move together? They can't leave because they don't have any money.

The house was completely surrounded. The village head held a pipe in his hand, his brows furrowed in deep wrinkles.

During the famine years, there were indeed stories of starving men, emaciated and skinny, coming down from the mountains and biting many people to death.

But now that there are plenty of supplies in the mountains, how could there be wild beasts on the outskirts?

Unfortunately, they couldn't go up the mountain to verify it.

Could something have happened in the deep mountains? Now it's a tiger, but what about later?
Everyone chimed in with their own words.

"If only Hunter Peng were here, he's killed a bear before."

"So what if Hunter Peng is here? Do you still think he's a god? He hunted a bear last time, but he almost lost half his life. A piece of flesh was bitten off his waist."

"Village head, you must think of a solution quickly."

For a moment, the courtyard was as noisy as a market.

Everyone's eyes were filled with fear, except for Wang's.

Yu Tingwan is dead! This is a good thing! If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, she would have burst out laughing!
Thank God, he took that little bitch away!
The village head, with a stern face, said, "Quiet down, everyone! Does arguing solve anything?"

The Wei family is currently unaware of what is happening here.

Hui Niang did not go out.

She was weaving baskets in Wei Zhao's room, occasionally glancing up at the person on the bed.

I don't know why, but I feel inexplicably panicked.

(End of this chapter)