The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 77 What, let me kiss you?
It took the three of them an hour just to pick them.

Yu Tingwan carefully climbed down the tree, and without even washing her hands, ran into the house to tell the people inside her the decision.

Wei Zhao: "Are you going to stake out the place?"

"Correct."

Yu Tingwan was also helpless: "There's nothing I can do about it. I can't exactly hide under their bed."

“I’ll keep an eye out for him. As soon as Old Man Zhou returns to the village, I’ll go there.”

She has plenty of time!
Let's see who can outlast whom.

Wei Zhao looked at her intently.

The girl's tone suggested she was certain the two would have an affair.

She must be a calm and rational person.

However, Wei Zhao didn't ask any further questions; everyone has secrets.

"If you don't catch him during the day, you'll have to keep watch there at night too."

"Will not."

Yu Tingwan: "I'll be back at dusk."

"Want to have a meal before you leave?"

Yu Tingwan looked at him suspiciously, then said matter-of-factly, "It's almost dark, why should I leave? I need to sleep after I eat."

Besides, she caught them in the act during the day.

Wei Zhao was at a loss for words.

She might be considered proactive, but she's even more organized when it comes to eating and sleeping.

Hui Niang was cooking, so she went into the kitchen.

It got dark, and after she finished showering, she turned off the lights and went to bed.

On the one hand, she wasn't proactive; on the other hand, she was genuinely proactive. Her desire to tear Old Man Zhou apart was written all over her face.

Yu Tingwan approached Wei Zhao and looked up: "Don't cause any trouble after I leave."

The girl had delicate features and a fair, tender face.

Wei Zhao caught a whiff of her delicate fragrance again, and instinctively turned to look at her face.

He paced to the window: "The location of the Zhou family."

Yu Tingwan followed, saying, "It's not far."

"Be specific."

She thought for a moment: "If we go south from our house, we'll pass three houses, then go west and pass ten houses, then go straight and go around eight houses, then go west and pass five more houses."

"It's cold outside, you don't need to go."

Yu Tingwan: "Stop joking. Yue Shan is still young. I can't possibly order him around. Besides, if he sees something he shouldn't, it would be an eyesore for him."

"He wasn't mentioned."

"Then we absolutely cannot let Mother go."

Wei Zhao: "No..."

Yu Tingwan interrupted gently, "You can't possibly be the one who wants to replace me, can you?"

You're quite imaginative.

Wei Zhao glanced at her helplessly: "Did you see the crows outside? Let them go."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

This is even more outrageous.

Hui Niang and Yue Shan weren't home; they had just gone out to deliver some persimmons to a few of their fairly good neighbors.

Wei Zhao's gaze fell on the kitchen opposite, then slowly moved upwards.

"come over."

Without hesitation, Yu Tingwan moved closer and took Wei Zhao's arm. It was rare to see him take the initiative, and some inappropriate thoughts began to surface.

She cleared her throat and asked seriously, "So, want me to kiss you?"

She hasn't tried it yet.

We've been married for so long, if we can't do anything else, at least a kiss will do, right?

Having witnessed her audacity, Wei Zhao still couldn't remain indifferent or unmoved.

He paused for a moment, then said, "Could you please stop being so..."

"what?"

He uttered four words: "Like wolves and tigers."

After saying that, he said in a low voice, "I wasn't calling you."

As the cry subsided, the crow landed on the windowsill, its small eyes darting around as it cautiously looked at Wei Zhao, seemingly trying to curry favor.

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ? ?
She listened as Wei Shen repeated the location and gave her a few more instructions. With a flick of his finger, she saw the crow proudly straighten its back, nod, caw, and fly away.

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

She couldn't believe it.

"Can it understand?"

Wei Zhao: "Yes."

"It can even mimic human speech."

Remembering what Hui Niang had said, Yu Tingwan suddenly looked at Wei Zhao. "Then... it's not one you raised."

"Wei Shen, so you really weren't a cook!"

Wei Zhao heard her say, "Are you training birds in the military camp?"

She knew that the military camp needed to raise carrier pigeons.

"No."

Why would Wei Zhao raise something so small?

It was raised by Fu Meng.

Three years ago, when he returned to the capital with Fu Meng, Xiao Huaiyan specially arranged for dancers to welcome him back.

Her dance moves were indeed impressive; with one foot on the ground, her delicate body spun faster and faster.

Wei Zhao didn't even look at it and went back to sleep. But Fu Meng watched until the end and said he couldn't get enough.

But it can't be like Xiao Huaiyan, keeping a group of women around it.

So, Fu Meng went and caught a flock of crows.

Let the crows circle him in the sky.

Those who disobeyed were swallowed up on the spot.

Only one that could read people's expressions was left.

Ever since Wei Zhao was taken in by Hui Niang, crows have been circling around the area.

Every few days, they would go into the mountains to deliver the message.

Wei Zhao was certain that as soon as he stopped breathing, before his body stiffened, Fu Meng would be able to carry him to the pit and bury him with soil.

Despite Yu Tingwan's eager anticipation, Old Zhou didn't return to the village even as night fell. He probably hadn't managed to get the oxcart, or something else had gotten in the way.

Yu Tingwan felt a little regretful about this.

The kerosene lamp in the room was turned off, and Yu Ting was half asleep.

But I seemed to hear someone screaming.

The voice is familiar.

It seems to be hers.

That shouldn't be the case; it clearly came from the front.

But everything around was blurry, like floating clouds or a fragile dream.

Yu Tingwan couldn't see clearly, so she tried to walk forward.

But I felt like I had no energy left in my body.

She didn't know how long she walked, but finally she saw a glimmer of light ahead.

Yu Tingwan walked over without hesitation.

She saw the babbling water and the winding corridor.

Keep moving forward.

It's the same courtyard I've seen before.

She saw herself again.

She was no longer wearing a maid's uniform, but a silk skirt of excellent quality, and her hair was adorned with beautiful pearl flowers.

The girl's face turned deathly pale. The medicine bowl slipped from her hand and crashed to the ground, shards flying everywhere, and the medicine spilled all over her.

But Yu Tingwan didn't care at all.

Wei Shen, whose eyes were only fixed on the blood dripping from his palm.

Before the fear in her mouth had subsided, she staggered forward and snatched the knife from his hand.

I was very annoyed.

"You promised so readily, why did you still attack yourself!"

This doesn't sound like the tone a maid should use when addressing a young master.

Wei Shen at this moment was quite different from the one she had seen last time.

He was dressed in casual clothes, with a waist belt tightly fastened around his lean waist, giving him an air of strength.

There was no death in his eyes; instead, they reflected the girl's angry expression.

"I was peeling fruit and accidentally cut myself."

Yu Tingwan then noticed the pear on the table, which had been cut into many small, uneven pieces.

"Last time you smashed the eyeball of the thief who stole my purse with a stone, but now you're telling me your hands shake like that when you're peeling fruit."

He leaned back and pulled the person onto his lap to sit down.

Thinking of her unnatural walking posture, Wei Zhao picked up the ointment on the table and prepared to apply it to her.

Pointing your fingertips downwards, push the girl's skirt up.

As if stimulated, Yu Tingwan collapsed into his arms, tightly gripping the man's hand.

"We can't have any more."

"Yaoyao, be reasonable."

Why are you blaming her?

He chuckled casually, "It must have been tired from taking care of you yesterday."

(End of this chapter)