The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 252 Time's up, time to kill.

After being sprinkled with spices, the grilled fish is delicious and has no fishy smell at all.

The crust was crispy, still dripping with oil, and the aroma was so enticing that Yu Tingwan couldn't wait any longer.

I wasn't very hungry before, but now I'm really hungry.

She walked over.

"I have a feeling."

Wei Zhao glanced at her sideways.

Yu Tingwan stared at the fish and said slowly, "It's like slaughtering a pig in the village. When the time comes, it's fattened up and ready to be slaughtered."

It sounds a bit gory.

But what they said actually makes a lot of sense.

The afterglow of the setting sun painted a deep, inky color across the sky.

As evening fell, the two entered Wuyang City.

As they passed through the city gate, Yu Tingwan glanced at the travel permit that Wei Zhao had given her.

fake.

But it's realistic enough to fool people.

The guards allowed them to pass.

Wei Zhao carried the person off the horse.

Yu Tingwan looked at the bustling and lively street, where children ran and played freely, and the stalls on both sides had not closed down, showing no sign of curfew.

That's unusual.

"This is?"

Wei Zhao held the reins, afraid that they would get separated in the crowd, and pulled her along.

"There was a wealthy merchant in the city named Zhu who had countless wives and concubines, but he had been trying to have a son for many years without success. He received guidance from a high monk and spent most of his wealth on good deeds. Finally, at the age of forty, he had a son."

"Afterwards, they became particularly superstitious about gods and Buddhas. Not only did they gild the statue of the Goddess of Fertility in the city, but they also worried that their son would be weak and difficult to raise. Every year on the birthday of the Zhu family's son, they would spend money to hold a temple fair, hire opera troupes, and perform lion dances. On the next two days, the people of the city would burn incense and pray for the Zhu family's son, out of gratitude to the Zhu family."

No wonder.

Yu Tingwan said gently, "There used to be temple fairs in town. Many villagers would go to burn incense. They would grit their teeth and give a few coins for incense oil, or buy a peace charm, or have a vegetarian meal, and that was about it."

These are all impoverished places; places like Wuyang City are quite rare.

A commotion broke out ahead.

Then there was a 'bang'.

The stalls that had been set up were pushed over.

The stall owner grabbed the instigator with one hand and yelled, "You unreasonable woman! You damaged my stall and now you want to run away! Pay up!"

The woman's eyes were filled with terror as she struggled desperately, her mouth emitting a hoarse and unpleasant scream.

Someone nearby recognized her.

"Oh dear, what a mess! Why is that old hag Xiang Si causing trouble again?"

"She's been mentally unstable for a long time, and she's only been lucid a few days a year. Last time she bit someone she caught, it was only because Xiang Si was honest that she was able to get away with it. Her face was covered in blood from the scratches, but no one did anything to her. If it were me, I would have tied her up with a rope to prevent her from running away again, or I would have divorced her."

"You can't say that. Xiang Si is over fifty. At this age, do you expect him to divorce and remarry after all the trouble he's gone through?"

As they were talking, someone's eyes lit up and they called out to the man running towards them from a distance.

"Xiang Si, your wife is here. Take her home quickly."

The man who was called to stop had a kind face; he was old but energetic. He kept apologizing to the stall owner and even offered to pay him back.

With the belief that harmony brings wealth, how could the stall owner possibly argue with a madman? He simply accepted the money as a token gesture and let it go.

Xiang Si held the trembling person in his arms.

"The time spent cooking will be gone in the blink of an eye. It's okay, let's go home."

After he soothed her, the woman stopped arguing and murmured, "Go home?"

"Yes, let's go home. Your daughter is still young and she's crying because she can't see you."

The farce quickly came to an end, and the crowd dispersed.

Yu Tingwan didn't take it seriously, gazing at the bustling atmosphere.

In just a short while, he bought quite a few odds and ends.

Go forward again.

Someone hung a lantern on a tree, and the lantern had a large "朱" (Zhu) character on it.

Preparing for tomorrow's temple fair.

Yu Tingwan actually enjoys joining in the fun and was also infected by some of the joy.

"Then we can go to the temple fair tomorrow!"

Wei Zhao: "They can, but I'm afraid you can't."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

She couldn't believe she was hearing such cold words from Wei Zhao.

Amidst the comings and goings of people, she ultimately couldn't bring herself to discuss such matters. She feigned composure, yet refused to back down.

Is the temple here very efficacious?

Wei Zhao had no idea.

An elderly woman passing by noticed them and stopped to look at the two of them.

"You two are from out of town, aren't you?"

The old woman smiled, and in her basket were incense and candles for tomorrow.

“Our Niangniang Temple is famous far and wide, and many people come here specifically to pray for children.”

“My niece-in-law hadn’t been pregnant for three years, and her family was really worried. They saw doctors who all said there was nothing wrong with her. Last year I urged her to come over, and now she’s given birth.”

"That's why they asked me to help them fulfill their vow."

Yu Tingwan: "I see."

After thanking the old woman, she looked at Wei Zhao with her doe-like eyes and said, "Then we should go and pay our respects too."

Yu Tingwan: "She'll have to give birth sooner or later."

Wei Zhao stared intently at her without saying a word.

Yu Tingwan felt uneasy under his gaze, and Wei Zhao finally looked away and took her to a restaurant for dinner as if he didn't care.

After finishing the meal, we returned to our residence.

The house doesn't look big from the outside, but it's surprisingly spacious inside.

After entering the house, Yu Tingwan was also tired from walking. She showed no intention of looking at the gold and silver jewelry.

The water for bathing was boiled by Wei Zhao, who also carried it into the house.

Having done all that, he gracefully withdrew.

"I'm going next door. You go first to shower. Don't wait for me. Go to sleep after you're done."

After washing up, the girl deliberately went out of her room and glanced at the lit-up room next door.

He was handling official business.

Yu Tingwan didn't go over; she turned around and went to sleep.

She thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, as she was quite nervous. After all, judging from Wei Zhao's intentions, it wouldn't be postponed.

But with calming incense burning in the room and the bed so soft, I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she vaguely heard the door open.

Yu Tingwan was too sleepy and didn't open her eyes.

She knew that Wei Zhao was standing at the head of the bed at that moment.

The girl shifted her body to make room for him. She turned over, ready to continue sleeping, but he suddenly lifted her up in his arms.

She opened her eyes with difficulty: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Wei Zhao's expression softened as he carried her outside.

"Go next door."

Before Yu Tingwan could react, she became fully awake as he stepped inside.

The decorations next door are very festive.

A sea of ​​red.

The wedding candles were burning, and red silk ribbons were hanging high.

Wei Zhao carried the person directly to the bed.

The blankets and pillows were all red.

Yu Tingwan knew exactly what he was going to do.

Wei Zhao said gently, "If you want a child, you're not asking for a Guanyin Bodhisattva to grant you a child."

"Wha...what?"

"You'll have to rely on me for this kind of thing."

But there's no rush.

His gaze was too aggressive.

Yu Tingwan couldn't help but shrink back.

Only then did they notice that Wei Zhao had changed his clothes again, and his body seemed to be damp.

It's clear he had already washed.

Wei Zhao didn't mind, and slowly took off his outer robe, one piece at a time.

After leaving only her undergarment, he grasped the girl's ankle, gently pulled it back, and covered it with her own.

He pinned the person down.

"We can seek soft solutions."

Wei Zhao stroked the girl's lips, his eyes darting around, deep and unfathomable: "But I can't guarantee I'll spare you."

Let me brainstorm some ideas for tomorrow's content...