The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 151 I've had enough of living, it's me who's had enough of living!
A gust of wind swept in, causing the branches and leaves overhead to sway and rustle.

Yu Tingwan stared intently at her with clear, sharp eyes.

It shouldn't be a face that suggests a short life.

Do you like children?

The topic jumped too quickly.

Liu Yan was a little taken aback.

"Wha...what?"

Yu Tingwan: "Even if this person is truly a good person, let alone someone with impure intentions, I still advise you to think twice."

"Children who aren't your own are mostly impossible to raise properly."

Liu Yan: ? ? ?
baffling!

Yu Tingwan held up three fingers.

"Three."

Liu Yan frowned deeply: "Huh?"

Yu Tingwan: "That man already has three children. Do you think the matchmaker was helping him keep it a secret so she could pocket the money from both sides after the deal was done, or was even the matchmaker completely unaware of his background?"

"Marriage is not something to be taken lightly. If I were you, I would believe three-tenths of what the matchmaker said, and the other three-tenths I would find out myself by sending someone to inquire."

“Your two older brothers are honest, not cut out for business, and your parents are always kind-hearted. You might want to think about who will take over the family shop if something happens to you.”

Yu Tingwan was particularly puzzled when she thought about how Liu Yan would choose to forgive her and even go to pick up the child.

"You're not incapable of having children, why are you so eager to become a stepmother?"

Liu Yan shouldn't have believed it.

When Yu heard Wan say this, there was no hint of joking in his eyes.

A seed of doubt inevitably took root in her heart.

It won't take much effort to check.

She was going to investigate anyway.

"Why are four portions still missing?"

Three plus three equals six.

Yu Tingwan glanced at her.

"You need to be prepared for the other four points."

Without Liu Yan asking again, she added.

"The information we received was untrue."

Liu Yan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

Didn't Yu Tingwan encounter something similar where the whole village helped cover it up? She was kept in the dark and deceived for so many years.

However, could an ordinary, simple country man really take over the shop?
I'm afraid someone will whisper in my ear behind my back.

Yu Tingwan walked slowly home, leaving behind a sentence as she crossed the threshold.

"I don't understand business matters, but you should know who hasn't wanted the Liu family to prosper over the years."

After saying so much, Yu Tingwan went to the kitchen to pour herself a few cups of water to quench her thirst.

Liu Yan isn't stupid; she knows what she should and shouldn't do without needing to waste her breath explaining.

Old Ge didn't come out of the house until it was completely dark.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face serious.

Acupuncture is dangerous; the number of treatments increases the pain depending on the acupoints used. Wei Zhao fainted halfway through this treatment and almost lost consciousness.

How could Elder Ge not be worried?

He suppressed his anxiety.

"They're asleep now. If they wake up in the night, then..."

He would always remind them.

Yu Tingwan said, "I know, cook some soft porridge, or make some wontons."

"No."

Old Ge: "Let him go hungry this time."

"Except for hot water."

He said worriedly, "Don't give him anything else to eat."

Old Ge added, "The needles in the general's head should be removed when he wakes up."

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingwan ran inside to check.

The man's breathing was shallow and weak, and his face was completely bloodless. Perhaps he had suffered great pain, for even in his sleep his brows were tightly furrowed.

Yu Tingwan had been observing his condition these past few days.

For the first two days after the acupuncture, my body was at its weakest and I couldn't get out of bed. Every time I needed to be bathed or go to the toilet, either Rong Di or Old Ge would help me.

After a few days of proper care with medication and medicinal baths, it was clear that Wei Zhao's condition had improved significantly compared to before the acupuncture treatment.

However, acupuncture needs to be administered every five days.

When you are weak, you are truly weak, but after a few days, you will be visibly reborn.

At least yesterday, Wei Zhao had strolled leisurely around the courtyard twice. The girl's gaze slowly moved upwards, and when she saw the more than ten thin needles stuck quite deep inside, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

"Dr. Ge, please stay at home for the next few days to avoid the hassle of traveling back and forth."

Old Ge: ...

What's the rush?

He's been living in the alleyway these days; the house Rong Di just bought is only a few steps away.

Mr. Ge: "I have mentioned it before."

"Some people are unwilling!"

This person is Wei Zhao.

His exhaustion was undeniable.

"If you dare not pull it out, then have the crow come and call me."

"I'm too old, I can't take it anymore."

"Shunzi escorted your parents-in-law and hasn't returned yet. Rongdi is also busy somewhere. General, I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on things here."

Yu Tingwan did not insist on keeping him.

After seeing the person out, she couldn't help but think of a tiger she had forgotten.

The one that was facing the wall in repentance.

I wonder if any of them have run away because they were disobedient.

Yu Tingwan leisurely went next door.

The sky was pitch black. Pushing open the door, the room was dark except for the faint moonlight streaming in; no lights were on.

Yu Tingwan found a candle.

Soon, a small flame flickered and danced.

She held up the candle and went inside.

This house has been empty for a long time; it was where Yue Shan lived before.

By the dim light, Yu Tingwan saw the enormous creature lying asleep on the ground.

Fu Meng was sleeping soundly and was even snoring.

Yu Tingwan glanced at it and then left.

Little did she know, without her noticing, the crow stealthily probed inside, step by step.

The blue crow, with its eyes the size of mung beans, flew towards Fu Meng.

It never learns its lesson. Standing ramrod straight, it approached the tiger's head, tilted its head, and loudly uttered a phrase it had just learned.

"Are you tired of living?"

This startled Fu Meng awake.

Tiger was still confused, taking it as Wei Zhao coming to supervise, and his body gave the most genuine reaction.

It suddenly sat up.

Facing the wall, he solemnly reflected on his actions.

The blue crow laughed: "Caw caw caw."

Fu Meng belatedly realized it was the culprit, and how could he not be furious! He slapped it across the face.

Blue Crow: "Caw caw... Ah!"

Yu Tingwan heard the commotion and ran out, only to see...

The door to the room next door, which she had closed, was now slightly ajar.

A dark mass emerged from within, limping and struggling.

With a thud, the crow fell to the ground.

It didn't get up either.

The little creature looked dejected, covering its head with its wings. Its voice was no longer loud, and it cried out pitifully, "I've had enough of living, I've had enough of living."

The commotion here did not disturb Wei Zhao.

When he woke up, it was already the next day.

When Wei Zhao opened his eyes, he felt as if all the bones in his body were falling apart and being put back together.

Breathing was difficult, and my head felt like it was going to split open. This discomfort lasted for a long time, but thankfully my vision gradually cleared.

He turned his head and saw the girl sleeping on the edge of the bed.

Perhaps sensing the needle on his head, Wei Zhao did not make any large movements.

Yu Tingwan rubbed her sore eyes.

She didn't dare sleep much yesterday, only managing a light nap at the crack of dawn. She was still groggy, staring blankly at Wei Zhao.

To be precise, it was his pale lips.

Wei Zhao's voice was weak and listless: "What, don't you recognize me?"

Yu Tingwan said gently, "I know the person, but we're not familiar with each other's words."

"They might steal a kiss, isn't that scary?"