The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 262 Abandoning Personal Morals and Enjoying a Life of Depravity

The old woman ignored her fawning smile: "Add another dish of sweet fermented rice balls, which the old lady just ordered."

"Yes."

Granny Rong was an old servant of Old Madam Zhu. She usually relied on her mistress's favor to show her displeasure to the servants below her.

Normally, messages are delivered by maids, but there aren't enough people at the temple fair, so many have been sent out.

She couldn't find anyone for the time being, so she had to make the trip herself.

"When will it be ready? If it's quick, I'll take it right away."

The cook, who was good at reading people's expressions, noticed her impatience and quickly said, "Besides the sweet fermented rice balls, the fish soup is almost done. Just sprinkle some chopped green onions on top and you can put it into the stewing pot."

"The other dishes have been prepared and have been packed into food containers filled with hot water to keep them warm."

The old woman raised her chin: "Alright, I'll take it to the old lady first. As for the sweet rice balls..."

She scoffed, "I'm busy taking care of the old lady, unlike you idle people."

The cook understood and hurriedly said while serving the fish, "How could I let you make this trip again, old lady? I'll take it to you as soon as I'm done. This kind of dessert is for after the meal, so it will definitely make it in time."

Granny Rong was satisfied. As she left with the food box, the cook spat.

"Pah, they're all servants, but she's so high and mighty. What kind of good stuff is she anyway?"

Despite the scolding, the old lady still needed the sweet fermented rice balls, so she hurried to get the flour.

Meanwhile, Granny Rong carried a food box into Old Madam Zhu's courtyard.

After entering the house, they went to the inner room.

Entering the inner room, and pushing open the door further in, you'll find Old Mrs. Zhu's small Buddhist shrine. Inside, there's a statue of Guanyin.

"Grandma, it's time to eat."

"This old servant has seen them all, and they are all your favorite dishes. There is a stewed pork knuckle that is so tender it's almost falling apart, goose breast with rouge, honey-preserved tofu, and a mushroom and fish fillet soup."

As she spoke, Yu Tingwan was peeking through the window.

Wei Zhao simply reached out and poked a hole in the paper window for her.

Yu Tingwan thought he was being incredibly impolite, but the next moment, the girl poked a hole and peered inside.

Old Mrs. Zhu knelt on the cushion, her eyes still closed. She was very old, with gray hair, but her face had a mean expression.

The girl turned her head, not forgetting to whisper to the relaxed man next to her, covering her mouth.

"I love to eat it too."

Wei Zhao:......

What foods do you dislike?

Unaware that someone was watching, Old Mrs. Zhu sighed, her brow furrowed with deep wrinkles, "I've been feeling uneasy these past few days."

The old woman behind her asked, "Are you worried about the eldest young master?"

Grandma Zhu fiddled with her Buddhist prayer beads: "I only have one precious grandson. Who else would I worry about if not him?"

"It's just that the Zhu family has been committing many misdeeds over the years."

"I'm actually afraid of retribution."

Her tone was ruthless: "However... as long as it can extend his life, anything is worth it."

“The offspring of our Zhu family are far superior to those lowly creatures outside. It is their good fortune to use them. Only those ignorant people think they have gained something and keep sending their children over.”

Let them ravage it.

Afterwards, they would praise the Zhu family for their benevolence and virtue.

"But after all, it's evil magic."

Grandma Zhu: "My eyelids have been twitching ever since they left today. I'm afraid something might happen. Go back and tell them to be careful after dark. Things at the temple can't be exposed to the light of day. Don't let anyone see them. Otherwise, the Zhu family will be finished."

Doing good deeds gets you praised by everyone.

But once something goes wrong, they collapse very quickly.

The old woman agreed, not forgetting to reassure her, "You're overthinking it. What could possibly happen?"

"The county magistrate was beheaded by the imperial censor sent by the court, and our Zhu family has been doing very well."

Old Mrs. Zhu liked to hear these words.

"Do you think all the money you've spent over the years was wasted?"

While the two were talking, Yu Tingwan and Wei Zhao had already started their meal.

They swaggered in through the main gate.

Afraid of being caught red-handed, Yu Tingwan quickly served the rice and prepared to get some dishes to eat outside.

But Wei Zhao sat down as if no one was there and slowly served her a bowl of fish soup.

"Eat slowly if you like."

"Eating is about chewing slowly and carefully, don't rush."

Yu Tingwan, who was standing, hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to him.

She shoveled a mouthful of rice into her mouth. It was free, and it tasted pretty good.

Yu Tingwan knew she was doomed.

His inherently despicable character will eventually be revealed by Wei Zhao.

"But I'm a little scared."

Wei Zhao: "They're just the Zhu family, who have committed countless evils. What's there to be afraid of? If anyone should be afraid, it's them."

That makes a lot of sense.

Yu Tingwan took a sip of soup and said, "It's not as good as my mother's."

Wei Zhao: "Indeed."

Yu Tingwan took another bite of the pork knuckle he had picked up.

"This is okay."

Wei Zhao: "Eat this for now. When we get to the capital, I'll take you to Zuizhailou to eat crispy fish."

"It's a recipe passed down from our ancestors. The rich aroma permeates the fish meat and every bone. The meat is tender and juicy."

It sounded so tempting, Yu Tingwan swallowed hard: "Okay."

The portions of each dish are small.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill and were preparing to leave, Yu Tingwan kindly and politely tidied up a bit.

After finally finishing her sincere prayers to Buddha, Old Mrs. Zhu was helped out by her servant.

There is absolutely no indication that any outsiders have ever been here.

Old Mrs. Zhu, considering herself elegant and dignified, sat down.

I was indeed hungry.

The old woman opened the food box and took out a plate of half-eaten fish soup.

Grandma Zhu: ?

Then there were several plates filled only with soup and water. And out of nowhere, there were used bowls and chopsticks.

Grandma Zhu: ? ? ?

She screamed, "Who did this?!"

The instigator then strolled into Master Zhu's study.

The study door was locked.

Yu Tingwan: "Oh, should we find an axe?"

"Need not."

Wei Zhao: "Can I borrow your hairpin?"

Yu Tingwan didn't know what he was going to do, but she still pulled it off and handed it to him.

Wei Zhao took it and casually turned it into the keyhole.

With a click, it opened.

Yu Tingwan: ! !
Wei Zhao put the hairpin back on her head and pushed open the door to enter.

The study has everything one would expect, even some luxury.

Yu Tingwan looked around and spotted a few expensive items, preparing to move the gold ingots from the desk.

Wei Zhao said gently, "Wait for me."

He circled around and finally stopped on the bookshelf, reached out and felt around until he found a spot.

A heavy sound came, and the bookcase slid to the right, revealing a passageway.

Wei Zhao extended his hand to Yu Tingwan: "Come here."

Yu Tingwan: ! !
The two walked inside.

It was a dark room.

Inside were boxes and boxes of gold and silver jewelry.

Yu Tingwan: !!!

These...they're all hers!
She looked left and right, unable to get enough of looking at it.

Then the girl looked at Wei Zhao.

"you……"

Wei Zhao instinctively felt that these weren't pleasant words.

Yu Tingwan: "The feeling of stealing is quite strong."

She reassured him, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a good person either."

Put aside your personal qualities and enjoy a life of immorality.