The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 236 Chen Chunyao, Next Year Zhao Zhao

The lame man had been tied up like a dumpling, gagged, and thrown at their feet.

Yu Tingwan had nowhere to stay.

The girl lifted her embroidered shoe and kicked it.

"Move it."

The lame man's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets: ...

How can he move it?!

He couldn't move at all!

Aunt He: ...

Why is this girl still so fierce!
When they arrived at the clinic, the senior doctor on duty saw Zhao Zhao's injuries and rushed over to examine her without saying a word.

Fortunately, no vital organs were damaged.

However, it will take some time to recover.

When Widow Jiang reached for her money, she didn't have enough. Without hesitation, she took out the silver bracelet from her wrist to pay for it.

After their injuries were treated and they received medicine, the group headed towards the government office.

Zhao Zhao had already fallen asleep, and now Jiao Jiao was nestled in Widow Jiang's arms, her tender face still bearing two tear streaks.

Widow Jiang, who hadn't said a word the whole way, gently wiped her wounds, afraid of hurting her.

Yu Tingwan just watched.

On the contrary, Aunt He became increasingly worried as the yamen (government office) drew closer, especially since the lame man's condition was even worse. The blood on his face had congealed, making him look terrifying.

She whispered to Yu Tingwan, "Are we really going to the yamen? If we take him there, we'll probably get into trouble too."

"If he goes back on his word and insists that we wanted to kill him, girl, I'm afraid we'll be in trouble too."

Yu Tingwan patted her back: "It's alright."

Aunt He: ...

Her eyes lit up.

"Girl, you don't know anyone in the government, do you?"

Otherwise, why would someone in the alley speak so arrogantly?
"No."

What can Yu Tingwan know?

She honestly replied, "I'm just an ordinary, law-abiding citizen."

“That tall, thin man riding a horse outside, he just called you ‘Madam’.”

Yu Tingwan was also troubled by this.

"If he doesn't change his mind, there's nothing I can do."

Aunt He: ...

I'll talk about this with you, and you'll talk about that with me.

The carriage stopped.

Yu Tingwan did not rush to get off the carriage, her expression calm, much like that of Widow Jiang.

"Neither your family nor your husband's family are easy to deal with. Have you thought about what to do?"

"If superiors are not kind, inferiors will not be filial; this is a natural principle. If elders are not benevolent, children will not be respectful; this is the way of things."

She gave me some pointers.

"If I were you, I would definitely take this opportunity to make a scene, fight for what I should fight for, and let go of what I should let go of."

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Two menacing stone lions stood outside the yamen, flanked by constables carrying large knives. Passing people instinctively lowered their voices.

The newly appointed county magistrate was brewing tea for He Xuran.

Just then, a constable rushed in to report.

"Sir, there is someone beating a drum outside."

He Xuran, seeing that he had said enough, got up, not wanting to stay any longer.

"you busy."

"I'll see you off, sir."

"No need."

He Xuran walked outside, and after taking only a few steps, he saw Uncle Yan, a trusted confidant sent by Grand Tutor Gu to protect him, striding towards him.

Uncle Yan's expression was solemn as he whispered a few words in his ear.

He Xuran suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"She's here too?"

"Yes."

"But you're hurt?"

"No, it's others who get hurt."

The county magistrate was preparing to hold court, but He Xuran kept turning back and forth in front of him.

He quickly asked respectfully, "Does Lord He have any instructions?"

"It's not a big deal."

He Xuran simply said, "The interrogation is your business; I will not interfere. But the girl in the pink cotton coat..."

He paused slightly as he spoke.

"It's cold, and standing for a long time is tiring, don't you think?"

This statement doesn't sound like anything special.

The amount of information has increased significantly.

The county magistrate hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes."

When he crossed the passageway and arrived at the main hall, he was shocked to see the lame man on the ground.

"How...how come your forehead is all cut?"

Yu Tingwan remained calm and composed: "Your Excellency, he bumped into it himself."

She blurted out, "I don't know what happened, but as soon as I saw the wall, I rushed over it, and I couldn't stop her."

"We had no choice but to tie him up. That's it."

County Magistrate: ...

These words sound so weak and powerless. But upon closer inspection, the speaker was wearing a pink cotton-padded coat.

The lame man denied it: "No..."

The county magistrate directly agreed with Yu Tingwan's statement: "So that's how it is."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

Shunzi, who hadn't yet revealed his Wei Family Army identity plaque: ? ? ?
Aunt He: ? ? ?

Things went smoothly after that.

Widow Jiang knelt on the ground and recounted the events in detail, moving all who listened to her to tears. Moreover, the magistrate had already intentionally shown bias.

There are witnesses present.

The girl's injuries were also present as physical evidence.

Without saying a word, the magistrate quickly convicted him.

According to the law, the lame man was immediately taken away by the police.

Widow Jiang remained kneeling on the ground, refusing to rise.

She knew that the person she should hate the most was...

"My lord, please summon my parents and in-laws here."

"Let them gossip or criticize me. I will sever all ties with them and never have anything to do with them again."

“After my husband died, I didn’t ask them for help, but I couldn’t avoid them causing trouble. They were treacherous and scheming, not even sparing women and children.”

"When I was still a young woman, I never disobeyed my elders. After I got married, I did nothing to betray my late husband."

Widow Jiang choked with sobs, unable to speak: "I am but a crude woman, I do not understand any great principles. But if they can sell me once, they will do it again. What right do I have to be sold to these people? Although filial piety is the most important virtue, I can barely make a living, so I can't care about anything else."

Magistrate: "This..."

This is truly against the basic principles of morality.

Yu Tingwan's voice came: "It's better to remove the firewood from under the pot than to try to stop the boiling water by adding more water."

It was those people who disregarded family ties.

Yu Tingwan said calmly, "Otherwise, it will only become a hidden danger."

The magistrate no longer hesitated: "What the young lady says makes sense."

Shunzi: ...

He thought he had given prior notice.

Things went well.

Aunt He was in a daze after she came out.

“Girl, you really…”

Yu Tingwan: "An ordinary, law-abiding citizen."

Aunt He: ...

Widow Jiang stuffed the letter of severance into her bosom, and knelt down before Yu Tingwan as soon as she left the yamen.

She could easily see that she was benefiting from Yu Tingwan's influence.

"Thank you so much for helping me out today, young lady. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have..."

Yu Tingwan helped her up.

"No need to say thank you."

She looked at the child, her expression softening.

"If you want to thank someone, thank yourself."

"We gave her a good name."

Widow Jiang was baffled.

Yu Tingwan didn't say anything more, but her sharp eyes spotted another carriage parked discreetly by the roadside not far away. She saw Rong Di there!

The girl's eyes lit up.

Everyone has their own version of events!

"Shunzi, take Aunt He and the others back."

Shunzi: "Yes."

Yu Tingwan quickly descended the steps and slipped into the carriage.

"Husband."

Wei Zhao looked up, put down the book in his hand, and handed the hand warmer to the girl as she sat down.

Yu Tingwan hugged her tightly.

She looked at him with a smile.

Aren't you going to test my knowledge today?

Wei Zhao was surprised: "Is he implying something to me?"

His slender fingertips touched Yu Tingwan's lips.

He asked in a low voice, "Want it again?"

"It's not impossible."

Yu Tingwan clapped her hands.

"I suddenly thought of a poem just now."

She cleared her throat, and as her eyes darted around, she exuded an unwitting charm.

"I miss you, listen."

It's rare to see any progress.

It just ruined the atmosphere a bit.

But... it can't really be considered destruction.

His little finger hooked his hand.

Wei Zhao felt a slight tickle in his heart. His eyes were deep and unfathomable as he watched the girl's rosy lips open and close.

Read it softly.

Words that tugged at his heartstrings.

"Chen Chunyao is gone, but next year will be bright."