The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 197 Forty-seven days to go
Back then, Hu Yuniang was completely helpless, crying out to heaven and earth.

Over the years, her temperament has been worn down. Besides being mindful of others' moods, she works hard from dawn till dusk doing housework and serving the family. How many meals does she actually get to eat properly?
Who can stand up and accuse her of being petty and narrow-minded?

Why should we settle this amicably?

"Why should we just drift along?"

"If someone stabs me in the back, I can't just secretly lick my wounds and not care about the slightest thing."

All she knows is an eye for an eye, and blood for blood.

This resentment is like a thorn in your side. If you keep it bottled up inside, you'll never be able to let it go, and it will only cause you constant, excruciating pain.

Yu Tingwan laughed: "Don't you understand? I'm going to destroy you all."

"You can't do this."

“Mom, it was my poor health back then, and my parents and grandparents did it all for my sake... Logically speaking, I was the one who caused the trouble.”

The girl slowly turned her gaze to Hu Dalang.

Her lips moved slightly: "Use your brain."

"Do you really think they acted like animals for your sake?"

“They broke off my mother’s engagement long ago because they couldn’t get the benefits they wanted. Your mother was tempted as soon as she mentioned it. Seeing that they had money and rice, but their reputation was ruined and they were too ashamed to face anyone, they used you as the motive to cover up their crimes.”

Hu Dalang's pupils suddenly contracted.

No...no.

Hu Dalang considered that Wang Shi Hu Dazhu would be unable to live a decent life, and he considered Hu Yaozu's future, but he did not consider himself.

Anyone with the Hu family bloodline is destined to be a rat or ant in the gutter, unable to see the light of day. Even their descendants will never be able to hold their heads high and will be infamous for eternity.

"Ever since Madam Xu entered the family, you've complained that she's plain-looking. No matter how bad she is, no matter how mean or difficult she is, she's always been wonderful to you."

"And your daughter who isn't even a year old."

Yu Tingwan twitched the corner of her mouth: "It's pitiful, having to bear the consequences of the evil deeds committed by their elders from birth."

The child is still young.

They can't even speak.

But back then...did she deserve it?

Yu Tingwan's expression was indifferent.

“Over the years, you’ve been wearing clothes that Hu Yaozu didn’t want.”

"Hu Dazhu's actions are often biased."

“Every time I work myself to the bone in the fields, Wang will not give you an egg to nourish your body.”

"They're both sons, so why is there such a big difference?"

"But it's nothing. If you're willing to treat her so harshly, no wonder you don't like your daughter later."

"Don't you feel even the slightest bit resentful?"

Yu Tingwan began to sow discord, adding fuel to the fire in the already messy Hu family.

"I think so."

Even clay figures have tempers, don't they?

"What have you gained from supporting your son's education all these years?"

"You're a husband and a father, so why don't you think about what should be done about them, mother and daughter?"

"It's better than coming to me begging for some mercy."

Yu Tingwan was unwilling to waste any more words.

She stepped past Hu Dalang, preparing to leave.

Yu Tingwan said coldly, "I've said all I need to say to you. Don't ever show your face in front of me again."

She didn't want to see anyone from the Hu family anymore.

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Yu Tingwan stood at the Wei family's door for a long time.

Try to regulate your emotions.

"Gah."

A blue crow peeked out from the half-open door, its tiny, beady eyes fixed on Yu Tingwan.

Yu Tingwan lowered her head.

"What, don't you recognize me?"

The crow tilted its head and took a few more steps closer.

"Gah."

It roared angrily.

"You rascal! So you finally decided to come back!"

This was what it had just wanted to say to Wei Zhao, but as soon as it opened its mouth, it met Wei Zhao's cold gaze and could only swallow it in fear.

But it really couldn't help itself.

I finally waited for Yu Tingwan.

Can we still keep our voices down?

Yu Tingwan: ...

"Where did you hear that from?"

Blue Crow: "Don't think I won't teach you a lesson?"

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

Blue Raven: "You dare to flirt with my own brother right in front of me!"

It was very indignant.

"Will it be soon that I'll be in his bed?"

Yu Tingwan: !!!

Whose business is this?

The girl turned her head and put the previous matter behind her.

She wasn't in a hurry to go inside. She started rummaging through her pockets.

He took out a small handful of sunflower seeds.

"Come on, continue."

She's ready!

The crow was very excited.

Truly, only Yu Tingwan truly understands this family.

It had called out before, but the Wei couple wouldn't allow it, worried that it would corrupt the neighbor's daughter.

It thought about it carefully.

"You're my wife, I married you properly, don't forget who you are!"

Yu Tingwan: Click, click.

She didn't forget to feed a crow that was chattering away.

The crow swallowed it happily, then hopped and skipped around even more energetically.

"Yes, I'm limp and not a man! It's not big, and it can't get erect, so I can't have your child. I can only use my hand on you every time."

Yu Tingwan's eyes widened.

"But I tried my best, and the medicine didn't work."

"But you can't be so shameless as to want to be my sister-in-law!"

After listening, Yu Tingwan paused for a moment, patted Qingya's head, and went into the courtyard.

"mother!"

Just as she called out, Hui Niang, who was busy in the kitchen, came running out with a shovel in hand, her face gentle yet filled with joy.

"You must be exhausted from your journey. I heard from Ah Lang that you haven't eaten yet. Are you hungry?"

"Mom will cook you a bowl of noodles with mushrooms and pork as toppings, along with homemade sauce. It's guaranteed to be delicious."

Yu Tingwan felt reassured upon hearing this.

She smiled slightly at Hui Niang and said, "I'll gather the firewood."

"I don't need you."

Hui Niang: "You have your father."

"Go inside and keep Ah Lang company."

Yu Tingwan said "oh" and obediently went back to her room.

Wei Zhao leaned against the couch, toying with the small box containing the luminous pearl on the bed.

Seeing that Yu Tingwan's eyes were bright and her expression was relaxed, he didn't ask about the troublesome matter that Hu Dalang had brought.

Ke Yu asked her something after hearing it over the evening.

The girl approached with a clattering sound.

“I just overheard Blue Crow gossiping.”

"I wonder whose scandal it is."

Wei Zhao: "It's nothing but dirty stuff, it won't even bother you, why bother?"

Yu Tingwan didn't think it was dirty.

She wasn't even sure she'd had enough.

Yu Tingwan blinked: "Well, I'd like to pay attention to you, but you won't give me the chance."

Wei Zhao twitched the corner of his lips: "Is that so?"

Seeing his reaction, Yu Tingwan decided to pay more attention to Wei Zhao.

The girl looked left and right but couldn't see Shunzi anywhere.

She was relieved.

She thought back to the last time she saw Wei Zhao, he was also limp and weak.

"That person's symptoms are quite similar to yours."

She leaned closer: "I'm asking you something."

Can you stand up?

Wei Zhao's face darkened. He was both angry and pleased, and even felt that Qingya deserved to be taught a lesson.

His gaze was deep and fixed on the girl before him.

His tone was chilling.

"Forty-seven days left."

Yu Tingwan was stunned.

So what? She's going to the guillotine in forty-seven days.

The girl was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Wei Zhao's thin lips curved slightly, a rare occurrence.

Yu Tingwan felt uneasy.

Yu Tingwan seemed to sense the danger and stepped back, but Wei Zhao moved closer and trapped her in a corner.

He raised his hand and tucked the girl's stray hairs behind her ear.

What's the meaning.

Of course, it means not letting her go, and it implies becoming husband and wife.

"Yu Tingwan".

"Ok?"

Wei Zhao: "You'd better count down the days."

Those who have experienced great sorrow and pain will only feel intense hatred, resentment towards the injustice of heaven and earth, resentment towards the short lives of good people, and resentment towards their own uselessness; they will be incapable of showing any mercy.

The child of your enemy is also your enemy.

Even when they are just born.

And one more thing! Let's count down together! Forty-seven days left!