The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 9 You think you have a brain?
If he weren't so weak and unable to exert himself, he would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago.

Old Man Qian was packing his medicine box, still in shock.

He looked at Wei Shen, who was breathing weakly on the bed, and then at Wei Shouzhong, who was honest and unassuming, and felt that something was wrong.

"Shouzhong, is this really your son?"

Wei Shouzhong replied without hesitation, "Yes. How could I mistake Hui Niang's own child?"

"No, you two look like this, and he looks like that."

Old Man Qian frowned: "I remember when your son left, he was thin and short, and his appearance was not outstanding, just like yours."

That's really hard to hear!
Wei Shouzhong said proudly and confidently, "It's not my son Jun's fault."

"He joined the Wei family army, where he could eat his fill every meal and had plenty of oil on his body. How could he not be tall and strong?"

He sighed, "But don't even mention that you think I look unfamiliar, Uncle; if I saw you on the street, I wouldn't recognize you either."

"It was Hui Niang who spotted the amulet he was clutching tightly in his hand that day. It was something Hui Niang had personally obtained from the temple before he left, and she had sewn it tightly with thread so that she could hang it around his neck, fearing that the child would get lost."

"They say you shouldn't die outside, so this child is probably coming back to settle down in his hometown."

When he mentioned it, Old Man Qian remembered it.

That's right, back when Wei Shen fell into a coma, he wouldn't let go of her hand.

It's clear that he valued this amulet more than anything else.

The untimely doubts vanished with those words.

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As dusk approached, the sky darkened, as if brewing a downpour.

Wang was sulking and didn't prepare dinner for Yu Tingwan. Instead, she heated up her own food and ate it with Xiao Xu in the kitchen.

For several days in a row, she ate only bean rice, and the smell made her feel nauseous.

"Mother, are you really not going to let her eat?"

Wang said coldly, "You can't die from missing one meal, can you?"

"The village head scolded me in front of everyone, I lost all face!"

Ms. Xu: ……

But you deserve it, don't you?

Wang felt a lump in her throat, and the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt: "That matchmaker Liu is strange too, how dare she offend me! She called me 'scholar's wife' a few minutes ago, but she turned her back on me the moment she saw me."

"Haven't she ruined enough girls over the years? What's wrong with having one more bitch next door!"

Yup!

Ms. Xu agreed.

But she couldn't do anything to Yu Tingwan.

'Knock knock' is the sound of knocking on the door.

Startled, Madam Xu turned to look outside and saw Yu Tingwan standing outside the door, having been there for an unknown amount of time.

Something was trembling in the sky, followed by thunder like war drums and lightning like silver snakes dancing wildly, as if exploding behind Yu Tingwan.

A blinding light tore through layers of dark clouds and suddenly shone brightly. At first glance, the little girl with her hair disheveled looked like a bewitching white ghost.

Yu Tingwan, with her good temper, said gently, "Why can't you stop talking badly about people?"

"this is my house!"

Wang: "Even if I point at you and curse you, you have to take it!"

Yu Tingwan blinked.

Wang: "Don't be so smug! Sooner or later I'll make you regret it!"

Yu Tingwan smiled and said, "Okay."

Ms. Wang felt she had been provoked.

Yu Tingwan seemed helpless: "Then Aunt, please continue."

With that, she turned to leave.

After taking a few steps, he stopped.

How does it feel to have your schemes backfire?

She didn't even want to hear Wang's reply, only chuckled softly. "All you do is annoy people for no reason. Do you think you have a brain?"

Wang laughed in exasperation: "Is this how you talk to your elders?"

"At first, I thought I should just endure it and be humble until I had the ability. But why should I? Now I understand that giving in step by step will only make people like you take advantage of me."

Yu Tingwan's face suddenly turned cold. She glanced at the sky, her voice unusually icy: "How thick-skinned does your aunt have to be to act so arrogantly in front of me?"

"If you insist on tearing apart our relationship, it's not me who will feel ashamed. If I were your aunt, and had any sense of shame, I would have toned down this disgusting and ugly face."

Little Xu didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Have you been eating explosives these past few days?!

She dared not offend either side, so she shifted her position, unwilling to participate in the conflict.

Wang: "Get out!"

She was so angry she jumped up and down: "Get out of here!"

"It would be better if they froze to death outside!"

"Without the Hu family, where would you be today? Everyone says you're sensible, but it's all an act! I'd like to see if the village head will still be on your side!"

She said dismissively, "Yes, I haven't been good to you, but so what? Even an animal will wag its tail at me, but what about you!"

Compared to her hysteria, Yu Tingwan was so quiet she seemed like a living person.

The soles of my shoes were already soaked with snow, and a chill crept up my spine.

Her voice was very soft, almost drowned out by the thunder: "I've been wondering about this for years."

"My parents perished in the fire, and the Yu family was burned to ashes. Officer Zhu from the yamen took pity on me, but with so many children in the family, he couldn't raise more. After much trouble, he went to find my uncle."

"When my uncle came and saw me, he cried and said he wanted to take me away."

"Although I was young, I never heard my mother mention her own family or her brothers. We never had any contact over the years. I only knew that she was rescued by my father when she was desperate, and the two of them got married."

"It's clear that she had some disagreements with the Hu family."

She entered the Hu family home in a state of panic. Over the years, she had tried to find out more about the situation, but the people of Xilin Village avoided mentioning it.

“I was just a child then, what could I do? My parents risked their lives to save me, just so I could live a good life, so I couldn’t be kicked out.”

She paused as she spoke.

"But a few days ago when I went into the mountains, I overheard Granny Fan saying something."

Wang was terrified.

"you……"

Yu Tingwan turned her head: "Do you want me to tell my aunt word by word?"

She twitched the corner of her mouth: "Does Aunt dare to listen?"

"You know, what if I went to my second cousin's teacher and mentioned it..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Madam Wang.

"No!"

"Erlang wasn't involved; you can't harm him!"

Yu Tingwan felt as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

“But wasn’t my mother innocent back then? She was sacrificed just like everyone else.”

The way Wang looked at her changed; she was now filled with fear.

Back then, Hu Dazhu almost divorced her because of this.

If it weren't for the fact that her newborn son was seriously ill and needed someone to take care of him, she probably would have been kicked out of the house long ago.

As a result, she hasn't dared to mention her sister-in-law to Hu Dazhu for years.

Hu Dazhu went to pick up Yu Tingwan, and when the village head learned of this, he sighed deeply.

[Since you've decided to bring her back, take good care of her. Dazhu hasn't had it easy either; he's been searching for his sister all these years, only to receive news of her death. He must be heartbroken. As for that matter… I'll remind everyone to be careful and not mention it in front of the girl, otherwise it'll create animosity.]

Yu Tingwan's lips curled into a sarcastic smile: "So, does Aunt still feel she has done me a favor?"

"My thoughts have been very chaotic these past few days, and I really don't have the energy to sort them out."

"I advised my aunt that she would be better off keeping a low profile."

(End of this chapter)