The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 54 Money can be earned again, but a husband is only possible.

After saying this, Old Man Qian met Wei Zhao's staring eyes.

The weak man twitched the corner of his mouth, then calmly looked away.

If they weren't so far apart, and if he hadn't been deliberately lowering his voice, Old Man Qian would have suspected that Wei Zhao had overheard him.

I'm going to the county clinic after the New Year; I don't know if the journey will be smooth. These days the world is chaotic; carrying poison might be a good way to protect yourself.

Yu Tingwan accepted it.

"Old ginseng is a great tonic for replenishing vital energy. My husband was saved from death thanks to it. Do you have any left?"

Old Man Qian glanced at her: "You have money?"

In the past, Yu Tingwan would have silently lowered her head and remained silent.

But things are different now. The girl straightened her back and said, "Yes."

Hui Niang did give her one tael of betrothal money.

Yu Tingwan had seen Wei Zhao's physical condition. Not to mention that Old Man Qian was not going to prescribe any medicine, Yu Tingwan was also afraid that Wei Zhao might suffer from something bad.

She didn't want anything to happen to Wei Zhao.

Money can be earned again, but a husband can only be one.

Yu Tingwan is clear-headed when it comes to important matters.

Old Man Qian waved his hand: "It's no use having money."

"I only have one old ginseng root, which I dug up from the mountain before."

"Your man ate half of it, and the other half was used as medicine for the silly girl."

Who told the silly girl to have a severe hemorrhage at that time?

Yu Tingwan said with distress, "Are there any other medicinal herbs to nourish the body? I'm really not at ease as the mountain road remains closed."

Old Man Qian didn't have any.

"I'm the only barefoot doctor in the surrounding area. If I don't have any, you can forget about anyone else having any."

However, he also gave the girl some advice: "When I was picking that old ginseng, there was another ginseng next to it, but I kept it because it was too young."

"That can save lives."

“Your husband’s pulse is weak and irregular, and he has a lot of health problems. As long as the mountain road remains closed, things will drag on, but I’m afraid his body won’t be able to hold on. If you want to save him, go up the mountain to find him. If you don’t want to save him, then you can prepare a coffin.”

Yu Tingwan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "Where is it? Deep in the mountains?"

"We haven't even gone deep into the mountains yet. There are plenty of medicinal herbs in the deep mountains, but there are also many wild beasts. Apart from skilled hunters, who in the village would dare to risk their life to venture in?"

Old Man Qian: "It's on the southeast slope. If I remember exactly where it is, will I give you a discount?"

"But let me be frank, I've searched for it many times without success. So much time has passed, I don't even know if it's still there now."

Yu Tingwan fell silent. Seeing that Old Man Qian was about to leave, she packed him a basket of persimmons. He didn't take them for nothing; he left some medicine for his injuries.

After he left, Yu Tingwan stood there in a daze for a long time.

I was dressed warmly, so why did I suddenly feel cold?
Wei Zhao heard the entire conversation between the two.

He lowered his eyelids and played with the persimmon in his hand.

Neither life nor death was a relief for him.

Not surprising, and I don't care.

But some people care.

Yu Tingwan went to the kitchen and told Hui Niang and Wei Shouzhong about it.

"Father, Mother, shall we go into the mountains and take a look?"

The pounding sound then disappeared.

Hui Niang's eyes were red, and she covered her face, choking back sobs.

Wei Shouzhong glanced at his wife: "Dr. Qian is right. How long will we have to wait for the mountain roads to reopen? It's all up to fate."

Without hesitation, he said, "Damn it, get me some dry food."

Whether you can find it or not makes a difference.

He then looked at Yu Tingwan.

"You stay at home."

"We're afraid we won't be able to find the ginseng that Dr. Qian mentioned, even if we searched the whole place. Instead of wasting our time, we'd be better off going into the deep mountains to take a look. It's not appropriate for a young lady like you to come along."

At this point, he became a little restless.

Making glutinous rice cakes is hard work, and even Wei Shouzhong, who is very strong, gets tired. He didn't sit down to rest, but wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve. "I'm going to the Peng family."

The Peng family? Peng the Hunter?

Having been husband and wife for many years, how could Hui Niang not know Wei Shouzhong's thoughts?

Her anxious heart calmed down.

"Wait a minute, there's no rush. I'll fry some glutinous rice cakes, you can bring them over."

Wei Shouzhong thought about it and agreed.

Since he wasn't needed in the kitchen, he went to the yard to chop firewood.

As soon as the person left, Yu Tingwan moved closer to Hui Niang.

"Mother, does Father want to go into the mountains with Hunter Peng?"

The mountains behind Linxi Village stretch endlessly, their canopies layered like a sea of ​​clouds. As you walk deeper in, layers of mist envelop you, where not only venomous snakes roam but also countless thorns and ferocious beasts.

Hunter Peng made his living by hunting and was a frequent visitor to the deep mountains. He had even hunted and killed black bears and wolves. With him around, Wei Shouzhong's safety was guaranteed.

Yu Tingwan: "But will Hunter Peng agree to that?"

These are all old stories, and everyone in the village knows them.

Hui Niang didn't hide it from Yu Tingwan: "That hunter is away from home eight out of ten days. Eight years ago, his wife thought he wasn't caring enough, so she abandoned their one-year-old child and ran off with her lover."

“Back then, the old house couldn’t accommodate two families, so your father and I had to move out and build a new house.”

“Your father goes to the mountains to cut timber every day. When he passes by his house, he hears the child crying loudly, so he goes to check on him out of concern.”

"Who would have thought that the child would turn ashen-faced and faint again, scaring your father half to death."

When they took him to Dr. Qian, they learned that he had been starving for several days and had fainted from hunger.

“I felt sorry for the child, and he was so young. I didn’t know when Hunter Peng would go home, so after discussing it with your father, I decided to take him with me for the time being.”

This stay lasted for half a month.

At that time, Hui Niang and Wei Shouzhong were going through the toughest time. They had no money, and the food for their children was saved from their own efforts.

"In a way, he owes our family a favor."

Hui Niang: "But if we don't go and invite him, and your father has an accident in the deep mountains, there will be no one to take care of him, and we..."

She was somewhat embarrassed: "We've essentially taken advantage of your kindness."

The pounded glutinous rice has no grains at all; it's sticky but not too sticky to the touch.

Hui Niang rolled the dough into uniform-sized wrappers.

Yu Tingwan crushed the peanuts and added brown sugar and sesame seeds to make the filling.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law deftly wrapped the filling inside and pan-fried it over low heat.

The glutinous rice cakes were ready quickly, with a slightly crispy outer layer and a tender interior.

It wasn't much, just a small plate, a total of eight yuan.

Hui Niang thought for a moment, then took out two pieces, put them on a plate, and asked Yu Tingwan to take them out and share them with Wei Zhao. Four pieces were sent to the Peng family, and the remaining two pieces were kept for her son and daughter-in-law for the New Year.

She thought it wasn't enough, so she took a bowl of pickled cowpeas from the earthenware basket and asked Wei Shouzhong to take it with him.

With someone taking care of all this and making all the arrangements, Yu Tingwan was quite happy and at ease.

She didn't eat it all by herself; she cut the glutinous rice cake into several pieces, left half for her parents-in-law, and then went out to find Wei Zhao.

"Husband."

The girl walked gracefully toward him.

"The glutinous rice cake is delicious, you should try it."

Wei Zhao looked listless, pressing his fingertips against his pulse.

His movements were somewhat casual, but... Yu Tingwan actually thought he looked more professional than Old Man Qian.

Yu Tingwan stopped in front of him.

Why aren't you saying anything? What are you thinking about?

Wei Zhao did not react.

Yu Tingwan kicked him.

Wei Zhao said slowly, "Let's calculate how many days I have left to live."

(End of this chapter)