The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 71 A light shines in his eyes, but it flickers.
Hui Niang put her heart into making the meal, preparing egg drop soup, mushroom and bamboo shoot stew, and vegetarian radish stir-fry.

The food smelled delicious.

After Wei Zhao was forbidden from leaving the house, all meals were brought inside.

She kept adding food to Yu Tingwan's plate.

Yu Tingwan's bowls quickly piled up into a small mountain as she buried her head in her food and ate with relish, never wasting a single grain.

Hui Niang smiled and gave Yue Shan another serving.

Over the years, following Hunter Peng, Yue Shan has rarely eaten proper meals. Hunter Peng was willing to cook for him, but the conditions in the deep mountains didn't allow it, and he didn't have the skills.

The meat was all burnt after grilling, but luckily Yue Shan didn't mind.

After divorcing his wicked second wife, Peng the hunter took his son everywhere he went, enduring wind and rain for a year. His son grew dark and thin from being raised by him. He also suffered from diarrhea countless times due to drinking untreated water.

How could a father not feel heartache?

He then thought of seeing which family in the village would be willing to help take care of Yueshan. He was willing to contribute grain and also set aside a sum of money each month as a reward for his hard work.

If it were convenient, Hunter Peng would like to give it to Hui Niang.

But at that time, Hui Niang and Wei Shouzhong had not yet moved out of the Wei family's old house. The couple were being treated like cattle, so where would they find the time? Even if they could, with that shrewish old woman, Old Madam Wei, around, he wouldn't feel at ease.

Hunter Peng then went to the neighbor's house.

The family next door also has a child named Dawang, who is the same age as Yueshan and they can play together.

The children in the village are raised in a very simple way; as long as they have a place to sleep and enough to eat, that's enough.

The response was quick on the other end.

At first, Peng the hunter was a little worried, but every time he returned from the deep mountains, he was genuinely happy to see that Yue Shan's face had regained its color and that he was more cheerful than before.

Therefore, he often sent pheasants and rabbits to his neighbors as a token of his gratitude.

This went on for two years, which only increased the family's appetite.

When he hunted the bear and it was on the verge of death, he became greedy and said that half of the bear meat should be given to them.

Peng the hunter was generous and not stupid, so he didn't respond.

As a result, Yue Shan's treatment deteriorated.

Peng the hunter stayed at the clinic for two months. When he returned home, he held his son, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, in his arms and found that he had lost weight.

At first, he didn't think much of it, assuming that the blood loss from going down the mountain that day had frightened Yue Shan, and that the child was probably worried about him these days.

But Yue Shan lay down when he came back and said very softly.

"Dad, please take me with you from now on. I'll be obedient. I want to be a skilled hunter like you, able to hunt bears."

“They are not good at all. They are eyeing our family’s money and my food rations.”

“They gave all the white rice that Dad gave them to Dawang, and said that Dad was about to die and no one would want me. They told me not to stay at their house, and that giving them a leftover meal was an act of charity.”

It was from that time that Peng the hunter realized that no one else cared for Yue Shan as much as he did.

When faced with self-interest, human nature cannot withstand the test.

But Shouzhong and his wife were different; before taking Yueshan to the Wei family, he gave them instructions.

“If it weren’t for them, you wouldn’t be where you are today. Remember to help with the chores when you get there, but don’t be shy. No one will treat you badly. You don’t have to be mindful of anyone’s feelings like before. Eat whatever is given to you, so your Aunt Hui will feel at ease.”

Yue Shan was actually somewhat skeptical.

On his very first day, Yu Tingwan fed him sweet Laba porridge. His aunt's cooking was exceptionally delicious, and she was always worried that he wouldn't have enough to eat.

He smiled at Hui Niang and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

Then, like Yu Tingwan, he buried his head in his food.

Hui Niang looked at Yu Tingwan and then at Yue Shan, extremely satisfied. In a few years, when Wan Niang and A Lang have a child, it will definitely be just like this.

She looked at the father of her future child.

Hui Niang frowned: "Ah Lang, why haven't you eaten a single bite?"

He used to numbly stuff a few bites into his mouth just to make a gesture!

Wei Zhao lowered his eyes, holding a spoon in his hand, looking lost in thought, unlike his usual absent-minded self.

The girl's words were like a sharp sword, piercing his heart. It didn't hurt, nor did it draw blood, but it felt as if layers of clouds had been cleared away.

There seemed to be a light in his eyes, but it flickered on and off.

He shouldn't have taken those unintentional yet arrogant words seriously.

How did I end up being led by the nose by Yu Tingwan again?

His life was worthless; once he died, he was gone.

But if he dies, the humiliation of the Duke of Shun's mansion and the tragic death of his father will never be redressed. Can he... do it?

"Alang."

Hui Niang called him again.

Seeing that he didn't react, Hui Niang was very troubled.

Yu Tingwan said gently, "It's fine for my husband to eat later. He doesn't have a good appetite these days, so if he eats, he won't be able to take his medicine later."

When Hui Niang heard this, she also thought it made sense.

I'll keep the porridge warm so Ah Lang can eat it whenever he wants.

When she returned from washing clothes, she went to ask Old Man Qian how to consume ginseng, lingzhi, and he shou wu, fearing that her husband's body was too weak and that he might overdo it with tonics.

Old Man Qian glanced at her and thought Hui Niang was quite interesting.

What, do you really think the mountains are full of treasures, and your man can fill sacks with them after just one trip?
Don't you know how rare these things are!
The clinic will pay a high price to buy items of poor quality.

Those hunters aren't stupid; why would they risk hunting wild game? They could get rich just by selling medicinal herbs.

However, he was unwilling to say anything discouraging.

People need to have something to look forward to.

Old Man Qian didn't hide anything and explained it in detail.

After the family finished their evening meal, Hui Niang began to clear the table.

Yu Tingwan then went to the kitchen.

A small piece of ginseng has been cut and is currently being simmered in a pot with some other medicinal herbs. Once the simmering is almost complete, the liquid will be extracted and consumed.

She emptied herself out and went back to her room.

Wei Zhao remained in the same position, motionless.

Yu Tingwan found it strange.

Normally, he would have already lay down and pretended to be dead.

No, there is still a difference.

Wei Zhao was taking his own pulse.

Ever since Wei Zhao accurately described her symptoms last time, Yu Tingwan had guessed that he might have some skills, but not many.

It's just a half-baked job.

After all, Wei Zhao said he couldn't cure it.

Or perhaps it was just something he said offhand, and it just so happened that a blind cat stumbled upon a dead mouse.

Country girls don't eat well, do a lot of work, and are constantly exposed to cold water, so six out of ten experience menstrual cramps.

Yu Tingwan knew that once these people got married, had children, and took good care of themselves during their postpartum period, their situation would likely improve.

She walked over and leaned closer, casually asking, "How many more days do you have left to live?"

Wei Zhao said calmly, "Five days."

Yu Tingwan did not believe it.

But she leaned over and coaxed, "If you drink your medicine, you might live to be a hundred."

Wei Zhao remained silent for a while.

Just as Yu Tingwan was about to force-feed him, Wei Zhao made his move.

He took it, picked it up, and drank it straight away.

There was no dawdling, no scheming.

Such rare cooperation!

Yu Tingwan was stunned, and stammered, "You...you can always be like that from now on..."

Wei Zhao: "I don't know."

He raised his eyes and met the girl's astonished gaze.

"Let me think."

He had to think about it.

At the very least, nothing bad can happen before we figure things out.

(End of this chapter)