The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 532 Father, Zhizhi has encountered a little trouble.
Five years later.

When the snow first fell outside, it was sparse and light, like sifting fine salt, and then it danced wildly in the sky, falling rapidly and rustling.

The room was warm and cozy, with the floor heating on.

The baby, born on the tatami mat, arched its back into a small hill, struggling to turn over, its drool wetting the bib embroidered with the words "May you live a long and healthy life."

Yu Tingwan watched from the side.

Seeing that he had rolled over, they inconsiderately reached out and rolled him back over.

The baby paused for a moment, looked at her mother, and instead of crying, she grinned and giggled.

Tan Jiang came in from outside.

"Madam, the carriage is ready."

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingwan stopped her mischief. She wrapped the baby in thick cotton clothes and asked Tan Jiang to fetch a tiger-head hat and tiger-head shoes.

They wrapped him up tightly.

Tan Jiang: "Our young master is so well-behaved, he rarely cries or fusses."

"Is this some good news?"

Yu Tingwan: "Wasn't Guai Guai well-behaved back then?"

Thinking of Wei Zhizhi, the little tyrant in the manor, Tan Jiang fell silent.

He gets into trouble every now and then, and he's even more capable than Ning Yunling.

But after Ning Yunling got into trouble, she acted like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

So what if I made a mistake? Punish me!
But Wei Zhizhi is not.

She never says anything wrong.

Because she always has her own twisted logic.

She knew her position was untenable. Therefore, she never needed anyone's approval.

Really, nobody understands her! Only Fu Meng!!!

After causing trouble, this time she just had to approach Wei Zhao obediently, leaning her head against him and rubbing against him.

"Father, I've been thinking about you for half the time I've been away from home."

Yes, Yu Tingwan is just as good at using sweet talk to coax people.

Wei Zhao fell for this.

"Father, you must be tired. You are the pillar of the family. Let me massage your legs."

Yes. She proceeded step by step.

Then it is stated.

"Father, Zhizhi has encountered a little trouble."

Next time, she can go to Gu Fuju, speaking in a childish voice.

"Grandfather! Please don't refuse me."

Next time, we'll find He Xuran.

"Uncle, I'm bothering you again!"

The next time, she would cup her little face in her hands and ask a question with a melancholy expression.

"Who should we call on this time?"

Why not just pick one and keep picking them off?

Wei Zhizhi, with her clever little mind, thought that she should give these elders a sense of novelty.

Thinking of all this, Tan Jiang looked at Yu Tingwan.

I have to say, you and this girl are practically identical.

I wouldn't dare.

Previously, the lady and the general had a serious discussion about who Wei Zhizhi resembled.

The generals all resignedly said that he resembled him.

She accepted her fate, but she doted on her immensely.

The girl was learning to roll over, but she couldn't manage it after a long time. Before she could even get angry with herself, the general couldn't bear to see her like that and reached out to help her roll over.

"Don't rush. Just use your legs and waist to push, and you'll get through."

But when the young master flipped through it earlier...

Wei Zhao watched from the sidelines, showing no intention of making a move.

He said calmly.

"Is there anyone in this world who is born with the ability to turn their life around?"

"We have to figure it out ourselves. How can we rely on outside help for such a small matter?"

It's true, the teaching methods are different.

Once the young master had successfully turned over, Wei Zhao's lips curled up almost imperceptibly. He held the baby in his arms and gently patted his head.

"Isn't that pretty impressive?"

Yu Tingwan hadn't seen Wei Zhizhi since early morning: "Where is she?"

She guessed.

"Going to cause trouble for your mother-in-law and aunt again?" Tan Jiang: "Miss went to the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence. Perhaps it's snowing and she's looking for the young master of the Xiao family to build a snowman."

Fine.

Yu Tingwan glanced at the sky, then took the baby outside.

"Let's ignore her and go."

The carriage headed towards a small alley in the capital.

As soon as Yu Tingwan got off the carriage, she smelled the rich aroma of braised food, which made her mouth water.

Hui Niang, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, came up and took the babbling baby.

Hui Niang said to Yu Tingwan.

"Come inside quickly and warm yourself by the fire."

"The harsh winters in the capital are nothing like those in Zexian. When I first arrived, I found it quite unusual, even the wind felt gentle, unlike back home where the wind felt like knives cutting into flesh. But after living here for a while, the chill in my bones started to seep out, and I actually felt cold."

Yu Tingwan nodded: "That's right."

She thought that she probably wouldn't be able to do what she used to do, running up the mountain to collect firewood even after her hands cracked.

"Where's Dad?"

She looked around but didn't see Wei Shouzhong.

Hui Niang: "I was thinking of making some dried meat for Zhi Zhi, so I sent him out to buy some. Why didn't Zhi Zhi come?"

Yu Tingwan: "They went out to have some fun."

Who talks about their daughter like that?

Hui Niang scolded her, then remembered something.

“The day before yesterday, I was out on the street when the Lady of Ningguo happened to be passing by in her carriage. Perhaps the servants following her recognized me and told me. The Lady of Ningguo got out of her carriage and handed me a wedding invitation.”

She spoke these words with the same unease she had when she first arrived in Beijing.

Who would have thought that back then, at the foot of the mountain, she selfishly saved a blood-soaked man, intending to raise him as her son? Then, she turned around and found him a beautiful wife.

She inexplicably became the benefactor of several prominent families in the capital.

They've been treated like relatives all these years.

Who doesn't say she's lucky?

Yu Tingwan said gently, thinking that she would send someone to pick her up later: "Even if I don't run into Mother, Aunt will probably send someone to deliver the wedding invitation. Please accept it and come over for a drink later."

The son had finally gained the approval of his two brothers-in-law from the Lu family and was about to win the heart of his beloved. The Lady of Ningguo was so eager that she wanted to set off firecrackers for three days and three nights. She even worried that there wouldn't be enough guests to make it lively enough.

Hui Niang nodded, looked down at the baby in her arms, and smiled: "Our Heng Ge'er looks like he's getting stronger and stronger."

Yu Tingwan trudged forward, heading straight for the kitchen.

The baby saw its mother go into the kitchen and remained quiet, its curved doe eyes waiting for her to come out.

It was clear that Hui Niang was leading him to another room, which made him anxious.

But he couldn't speak, he just kept making "ah ah" sounds.

Hearing the commotion, Mr. Sun from next door asked Liu Yan to help her over.

Seeing this, he scolded her angrily.

"You rebellious disciple, why do you only remember food?"

Yu Tingwan came out carrying a large bowl: "Why is the teacher getting more and more irritable?"

In this weather, eating piping hot braised food is just perfect.

Yu Tingwan frowned: "You're getting on in years, you should at least control your temper."

Old Master: ...

Yu Tingwan was very sincere and coaxed him gently, "Do you want me to serve you a bowl too? I don't eat alone."

Liu Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahahaha!"

Really.

Even after having two children, Yu Tingwan is still the same.

Liu Yan stepped forward and shook Heng Ge'er's soft hand.

"They seem eager to learn to speak."

Yu Tingwan: "His father is also quite anxious."

"How to say?"

Yu Tingwan: "When Zhizhi was learning to speak, the first words she called out were not 'father' and 'mother'."

"what is that?"

Yu Tingwan felt that the braised food in the bowl no longer smelled good. She poked at it with her chopsticks, feeling melancholy, and read out the name that was not unfamiliar to her, word by word.

“Cai-ying”.

Heaven knows, Wei Zhao's face turned black after hearing those two clearly pronounced words.

How can we get Qingya, that sentimental chatterbox, to have contact with Heng-ge again?

Originally, I wanted to name my child something with the character for "deer" in it.

This way, you can drink some deer blood wine and get inspiration.

It's so hard to name a deer!