The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 202 Stop swearing at me
On a cloudy, rainy day, the light is not glaring.

The room wasn't too dark, so there was no need to turn on the lights.

Yu Tingwan was unaware of how dangerous Wei Zhao was at that moment, and fearlessly met the man's unfathomable eyes.

She frowned.

she knows.

I even saw it with my own eyes.

In her past life, Wei Zhao pushed up her skirt and used his hand to give it to her...

Yu Tingwan nodded earnestly.

Wei Zhao:......

Even at this point, you're still pretending to know what you don't.

He closed his eyes in despair.

The girl was still a blank slate.

Although Wei Zhao had never been involved in romantic affairs, he was still a man and had heard countless lewd remarks in the military camp.

Although he was not fully recovered, he could still make Yu Tingwan blush and beg for mercy in a soft voice with his hands.

Yu Tingwan waited for a while, but he didn't make any move.

It seems... she's still a little sullen and doesn't want to talk to her.

Yu Tingwan simply took Wei Zhao's hand in her arms.

It was the most beautiful she had ever seen.

The knuckles are distinct, and each finger is long and slender. Look closely, and you'll see a shallow scar on the web of the thumb.

But it was too long; she didn't like it.

When did you start learning martial arts?

It's rare.

I'm willing to ask these questions.

Wei Zhao said calmly, "I started practicing horse stance with my uncle when I was three years old."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

"You...aren't you still in your early education stage?"

Wei Zhao frowned slightly: "The two are not contradictory."

His time was always fully scheduled, but he didn't find it difficult. The descendants of the Wei family were destined to bear these responsibilities from birth.

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.

As the only son of the Wei family, without any blood brothers to help him, the road he walks is inevitably more thorny than that of others.

After the deaths of General Jingyuan and Duke Shunguo, he had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the rise and fall of his family.

Her eyes flickered, and she changed the subject.

"Old Master Ge's medical skills are superb; he can even develop scar-removing ointments. Why don't you use them, my husband?"

The scars on her hands were nothing compared to the many on Wei Zhao's body, crisscrossing his clothes. When Yu Tingwan first applied medicine to him, her hands trembled slightly.

Except for what?
She was a military officer, not a young lady.

Those scars serve as a constant reminder of how foolish he once was.

but……

Indeed, it was ferocious.

Wei Zhao lifted his eyelids: "Ugly?"

If Yu Tingwan cared, it wasn't impossible... But as soon as he had the thought, the girl shook her head.

“My dad said that the more injuries you have, the harder your fists are, and that’s what makes you a skilled fighter.”

Yu Tingwan said solemnly, "It's clear you used to be quite tough."

Wei Zhao:......

He began to despair again.

"Yu Tingwan".

"Ok?"

Wei Zhao: "Stop swearing at me."

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It's getting dark.

Yu Tingwan went to the kitchen to help Hui Niang cook.

They called it helping, but it was really just adding fuel to the fire.

"I wonder when the weather will clear up?"

Hui Niang glanced at the sky outside: "The neighbors learned that your father was a good carpenter, so they decided to ask him to make a rocking chair."

Of course, it wasn't done for free; I was paid according to the market price.

Wei Shouzhong was already bored, so there was no reason for him not to agree. Upon hearing about it, he went outside to select timber. He hasn't returned yet.

There was no need to constantly watch the stove. Yu Tingwan ate the stir-fried soybeans, which were crispy and fragrant.

"A rocking chair?"

"Yes, Master Zhao's mentor is coming to stay tomorrow."

Hui Niang revealed to her daughter-in-law: "Master Zhao's parents passed away early, and there was no one in the family to help him. You know that studying costs money, but this kind teacher exempted him from tuition and also paid for his imperial examinations."

Otherwise, there wouldn't be the Master Zhao we know today.

"Now that they are living alone in their old age, the couple will naturally bring someone to live with them to care for them in their old age and see them off in their final days."

“Your Aunt Zhao had already tidied up the house. I went in and took a look. Not only were there several cotton-padded coats prepared, but the quilts were all newly fluffed, thick and warm. You can tell she put a lot of thought into it.”

Yu Tingwan understood: "So that's how it is." She couldn't help but smile.

"Then the little girl will have a headache."

Master Zhao usually leaves early and returns late, spending most of his time at the academy. Whenever he has free time, he always makes time to teach his daughter to read and write.

The little girl is very well-behaved and listens attentively every time.

I just forget things very quickly.

“We already had a tutor at home, and now another one has come.”

Yu Tingwan thought that she should throw the crow over there so that it wouldn't just gossip all day.

But the crow is like this...

She was also afraid of setting a bad example for her daughter.

"What a coincidence, that old teacher also taught children basic literacy before."

“I heard from Zhao Niangzi that the old master had devoted himself to training many scholars, and even four of them became successful candidates in the imperial examinations.”

It was truly remarkable that the small Zexian Academy could produce a scholar who passed the imperial examinations. Master Zhao was one of them.

"But his mind was focused on the academy, so he couldn't take care of his family. Unfortunately, his wife fell ill and her health didn't improve for a long time. In the end, she even vomited blood, so someone had to take care of her."

"The old master was worried and resigned from the academy. Medical expenses are expensive. But the couple has no children, and all the money in the family has been used to support poor students over the years."

“After this incident, students who had received his kindness, like Master Zhao, flocked to his door.”

Give them money and food.

"They didn't take anything."

"They just said he had hands and feet, so the sky wouldn't fall and he couldn't hold it up. Later, they set up a school at home to teach the children their early education, so they could take care of their wife and have some free time."

Yu Tingwan couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect.

Honest and selfless.

Compared to Master Chu, who is already in prison, they are worlds apart.

The pot was bubbling with pickled cabbage, glass noodles, and stewed meat.

Hui Niang picked up a small half bowl and let Yu Tingwan taste it first.

Yu Tingwan took a bite, and her eyes lit up.

"good to eat."

The pickled cabbage was homemade by Hui Niang, and its aroma was irresistible, making it very appetizing. The broth was also incredibly delicious when mixed with rice.

She casually asked, "Where is that old scholar from?"

"Ze County".

Hui Niang seemed to realize something and couldn't help but smile.

"I heard that back then, hundreds of families came to my door, wanting to send their children to school."

A teacher who can produce a scholar who has passed the imperial examinations is highly sought after.

"But he was afraid that too many children would make noise and disturb his wife's rest, so he only accepted about ten."

Hui Niang looked at Yu Tingwan with loving eyes.

"You've had some schooling, haven't you?"

Yu Tingwan nodded: ...

Those are memories I can't bear to recall.

"It's clear your parents love you."

“Back then, you were the only literate girl in the surrounding area. Not to mention the village, even in this county, how many families were willing to spend money to send their daughters to school?”

"With your gentle and sensible nature, you must have been well-behaved and obedient in your childhood, and you must have made your teachers' studies much easier."

Yu Tingwan: ...

It seems not.

She felt a little guilty.

But... she couldn't ruin her image with Hui Niang.

Yu Tingwan composed herself: "That's right! I've never been one to cause anyone any trouble."

"I've always been quick-witted since I was a child."

He cleverly devised a plan to skip class.

Flexible ways to be lazy.

Yu Tingwan said proudly, "My teacher pays the most attention to me."

After all, she's a troublemaker.

Upon hearing this, Hui Niang had no doubt whatsoever!
When Yu Tingwan first entered Xilin Village, it caused quite a stir.

She didn't go there specifically to see it.

But I've also heard people say that this girl has a very arrogant temper. She would stand with her hands on her hips and argue with Wang Shi. If she couldn't win the argument, she would kick any dog ​​she saw on the street.

She didn't think it was the little girl who was bad.

Unexpected troubles at home, and now she's in an unfamiliar place. It's like entering a den of wolves... Yu Tingwan's aggressive demeanor is also her protective shield.

From the moment she first saw Yu Tingwan on that trip up the mountain to pick herbs, with her fair and delicate skin and clear eyes, she knew she was a good girl.

"But not all dolls are like you."

Yu Tingwan said seriously, "That's how it is."

Hui Niang also planned to cook two dishes and a soup.

"Among the students that old teacher took in, there was one child who gave him a particular headache. He was usually a very good-tempered person, but every now and then he would get so angry that he would fly into a rage."

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingwan frowned.

"That's so inconsiderate."