The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 329 There are such benefits?

The next day.

The sky was clear.

Yu Tingwan sat in front of the dressing table, munching on a pastry, and looked at the hair that Wei Zhao had styled for her not long ago in the bronze mirror.

Unlike his previous loose and careless style, his skills are now quite impressive. Whether he secretly studied and practiced or is simply very dexterous, the hair he styles is both vibrant and elegant.

The crow cawed loudly all morning, and at first, it sounded somewhat nostalgic, but after a while, it became quite annoying. To make matters worse, it uttered some obscure insults. Its beak was now bound with rope, and it was reflecting on its actions.

Yu Tingwan did not go out that day.

The crisp sound of an abacus could be heard from time to time inside the room.

Before Wei Zhao left, there was a pattering sound.

Wei Zhao returned from running errands outside, pattering softly.

Wei Zhao was handling official business, clattering away.

Wei Zhao was preparing for her afternoon nap when she continued to patter her fingers.

Wei Zhao's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't bear to watch any longer. He stepped forward and took her delicate, white, smooth hand in his.

"Don't be too eager to finish things quickly. Don't exhaust yourself. Even if you can't finish in seven days, it's not a big deal."

"Although the Crown Prince has only recently passed away and things aren't as lively as they used to be, you can still go out for a stroll. Why rush things?"

Yu Tingwan looked up, her expression sincere.

“Since my mother-in-law intends to entrust me with managing the household affairs, I will accept her kindness. Not to mention nobles and aristocrats, even in ordinary families, how many new wives can actually hold the money and manage the household? They only have the right to take charge after the elders have passed away. If I don’t put my heart into it, wouldn’t I be letting her down?”

Besides, she really didn't feel it was hard work.

No need to work from dawn till dusk, no need to wear old clothes that don't keep out the cold to travel up the mountain, no need to be so cold at night that you can't sleep for fear of freezing to death.

She's just lazy.

Wei Zhao remained silent for a moment, then pressed her down into a chair, her back pressed against the backrest.

"Place your feet flat on the ground, relax your body, concentrate, and show me how you do it."

This is……

Yu Tingwan used her left hand to press down on the corner of the abacus to stabilize it, and began to turn the lever with her right hand.

After she tried it once, she asked, "How is it?"

She was extremely familiar with the arrangement and positioning of the abacus's gauges.

When moving the abacus beads, use your thumb and forefinger. Once you have moved five lower beads, move one upper bead while simultaneously moving the lower beads back.

only……

Yu Tingwan: "My hand..."

"It seems a bit inflexible."

Wei Zhao:......

Why add "seems"?

Your hands are clearly not obeying your commands.

When trying to move a bead on an abacus, the index finger couldn't reach it, and all the focus was on the ledger. The little finger even tried to reach it, overestimating its own abilities. And because of the pursuit of speed, before the previous bead could even touch the previous one, the next bead was already being moved, leading to a rather chaotic and disorganized process.

Yu Tingwan asked with a serious expression, "Does my husband think I have improved compared to before?"

Wei Zhao opened his lips.

Yu Tingwan: "Tell the truth."

Wei Zhao replied as she wished: "No."

Yu Tingwan: ...

She doesn't want to admit it!
Her hand was really starting to hurt.

Wei Zhao thought for a moment, then said again.

"If you were the manager of a shop under my name, you would have been ashamed long ago and would have packed your bags and left without me having to kick you out."

Yu Tingwan: ?
Did I ask you to add anything?
Her eyes widened: "Do you think that makes sense?!"

Wei Zhao: "I was wrong."

Yu Tingwan felt a little better and didn't want to argue with him anymore.

This isn't the first or second time this man has infuriated people.

Wei Zhao's face looked as if he were terminally ill, and his drooping eyes added to his listlessness: "With your abilities, you probably wouldn't have a chance to become the manager."

Yu Tingwan: Although it's true, it really is...

You hurt me.

Wei Zhao chuckled, bent down behind her, rested his chin on the girl's shoulder, and breathed steadily.

"Watch this."

A slender, jade-like hand extends out, each finger moving flexibly, coming together or separating, gently pressing or lifting, while the thumb and forefinger are used to hold the abacus, keeping it stable.

The sound he produced was crisp and fast, without any hesitation.

"If you find it difficult to control with one hand, you might as well try using two hands."

"Concentrate. The abacus beads are not heavy; just move them gently. There's no need to exert too much force. With practice, you'll become proficient."

Yu Tingwan: "How many hands does my husband usually use?" "One is enough."

Yu Tingwan secretly felt jealous: "What about the other one? Is it going to look through the ledgers?"

Wei Zhao: "Practice calligraphy."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

She doubted her ears.

"Can you say that again?"

Wei Zhao: "When I was studying, there were things to do every hour."

He only had a brief respite after his grandmother's birthday celebration. But Ning Suqian had already arranged for him to use his abacus.

Wei Zhao was young and playful, so he could only postpone what he hadn't finished. But there were things to do on the next day too.

After finishing his studies, which made it impossible to multitask, he could only practice calligraphy while simultaneously working on the abacus.

Yu Tingwan: ...

Can't compare, can't compare.

However, when she used both hands, there was indeed some improvement.

Just as Yu Tingwan was about to feel smug, her chin was pinched by her. The force was not strong, but it turned the girl's head slightly towards him.

The girl was wondering what he was going to do when he kissed her.

"remuneration."

The kind that's very innocent and pure.

Yu Tingwan blinked.

He chased after him again, but this time it was clearly different from before.

From shallow to deep, suck, stir.

They then became unscrupulous.

Yu Tingwan felt a tingling numbness in her lips and tongue, and struggled to breathe, trying to lean back. He then treated her like a precious treasure, slowing his movements and softening his touch.

Wei Zhao: "This is what I want to kiss you about."

Yu Tingwan's face was as gentle as spring water, but she was completely unaware of it.

I'm not someone who blushes easily to begin with.

They don't play by the rules.

Her eyes sparkled with a gentle, captivating light, and she smiled.

"what."

She said slowly, "There's such a benefit?"

Wei Zhao:......

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

On the fifth day, she went to Ning Suchan's place.

Ning Suchan was copying Buddhist scriptures in the study when Yu Tingwan came in with an abacus, but she didn't put down her pen.

Light streamed in through the wide-open windows, making the room very bright.

This was the first time Yu Tingwan had entered the study. Ning Suchan was focused and did not look at her.

The girl simply looked around.

The walls were covered with calligraphy and paintings, and many scrolls were rolled up in the painting tubes. The room had a strong scholarly atmosphere, and the smell of ink filled the air.

She went to see Ning Suchan again.

Yu Tingwan had never met her father-in-law, Wei Fengxing, but Wei Zhao's appearance bore a resemblance to Ning Suchan.

Ning Suchan is very disciplined. Even when she doesn't go out, she dresses appropriately, has exquisite makeup, and exudes dignity and nobility in every gesture.

even……

Last time at the palace banquet, Yu Tingwan felt that the Empress's aura was not as strong as hers.

Ning Suchan hadn't read the Buddhist scriptures, yet each word seemed to leap off the page. It was unclear whether the scriptures were already ingrained in her mind, or if she had written them so many times that she no longer needed to consciously memorize them.

Ning Suchan finished speaking only after uttering the last word.

She set the wolf-hair brush aside before looking up at Yu Tingwan.

The delicate and tender daughter-in-law had unknowingly stood beside her, looking at her handwriting.

Ning Suchan: ...

She was about to say that she had no manners.

Yu Tingwan sincerely praised, "My mother-in-law's handwriting is quite good!"

Ning Suchan: ...

Every time she changed her expression, even the tiger would have to restrain itself a little, but Yu Tingwan was clearly not afraid.

Yu Tingwan: "My handwriting is actually not bad either."

Ning Suchan: ...

Yu Tingwan asked slowly, "Would you like me to show my mother-in-law a couple of cooking skills?"