The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

The second floor of Suxinzhai.

Yao Yao sat on a chair by the window, swinging her legs as she looked down at the street, her eyes crinkling as she ate her snack.

Gu Fuju sat opposite her.

"Just now..."

He asked, "What were you thinking about on the way here?"

Yao Yao: "I'm thinking, should I go and steal business from that beggar uncle in the future!"

Gu Fuju paused slightly as he poured the tea, a hint of absurdity flashing in his eyes.

Uncle Yan: ? ? ?
Yao Yao finished another piece and wiped her mouth.

"Is this weird?"

She has a lot of fallacies.

"There is no inherent hierarchy or social status in the way of survival."

"I didn't steal or rob; the money came from an honest source, and there's nothing wrong with it."

The point is.

"As for me, I like to get something for nothing."

Yao Yao thought for a moment, then looked at Uncle Yan and said, "I prefer someone as rich as you!"

She hopes to meet someone who is so generous with money in the future.

Uncle Yan: ...

He's... guilty.

Gu Fuju: ...

Yao Yao held her face in her hands and sighed.

She wants the best food and the best things in life; she's a money-devouring beast and not easy to raise.

Father works so hard.

"I always have to share the burden for my family."

Gu Fuju wanted to say something, but when he met the girl's smiling, watery eyes, he was afraid of scaring her.

He was just subtly asking questions.

No matter how clever Yao Yao is, she is still just a child, especially in front of Gu Fu Ju.

"I don't often get into conflicts with others. The last time was just three days ago."

Yes, it's very far away.

“Last time in the school assessment, I got the last place.”

She stated confidently, "It's not that I was too tired and fell asleep on the table that caused me to hand in a blank paper."

"I just feel sorry for the teachers; grading papers must be too tiring."

After she finished speaking, she was very confused.

"I was so considerate, yet the teacher still scolded me."

She sighed, "It's so hard to be good to someone."

Uncle Yan: ...

It gave me goosebumps.

The girl's words were so sincere, as if... she had really had a tough time.

She continued to be tricked into talking.

"That man was Wang Zhousheng. His parents came to our house to propose marriage before."

Why should we have less contact with him?

Yao Yao: "I'm so good, isn't it only natural that a bunch of people are fighting over me?"

Upon hearing Wang Zhousheng's name, Yao Yao seemed to remember something, jumped off her chair, ran out of the private room, and shouted towards the first floor.

"Shopkeeper, do you have paper and pen?"

After she got the paper and pen, she sat back down.

The girl pushed the pastries away and began grinding ink.

But she wasn't very good at it, and her movements weren't very skilled. Before, with Yu Niang at home and Master Sun outside, she certainly didn't need to do this kind of thing.

"I come."

Gu Fuju lifted his robe and reached out.

Yao Yao asked doubtfully, "Can you?"

Gu Fuju said gently, "It shouldn't be bad."

Yao Yao decided to give him a chance to show off: "Then grind it better for me. If the ink is too thick or too thin, the writing won't look good."

It's definitely not that her writing is bad!
There are still many requirements.

Gu Fuju patiently agreed to each one: "Okay."

Yao Yao solemnly took out the article that Wang Zhousheng had given her.

Uncle Yan really didn't understand: "This is..."

"I need to copy it out, isn't that obvious?"

"The teacher can tell at a glance that this is not my handwriting. If I take it with me tomorrow, it will be exposed."

Uncle Yan understands!
No wonder the young lady didn't want the thousand-character text earlier.

Can……

Uncle Yan really wanted to say, "Can't you write the article yourself, Miss?"
Even if you can't write it, ask your master for guidance.

How could you take such a shortcut?

But the words came to his lips.

Gu Fuju, the father, didn't say anything and even helped grind ink to cheat!
He must have really enjoyed the time he spent with his daughter.

Uncle Yan glanced at the scrap paper in Yao Yao's hand; it was only enough to copy an article.

Uncle Yan said, "This paper might not be enough. Miss still has the Thousand Character Classic to write. I'll fetch some more right away." Yao Yao: ???
She was shocked.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Uncle Yan: ? ?

Yao Yao: "Why do I still need to write the Thousand Character Classic?"

"I was willing to copy it because the article was short."

"For someone like me, it's already quite an achievement to accomplish even one thing."

"When the teacher sees this, he will praise my progress."

Uncle Yan: ...

Looking at the girl, I thought of Wang Zhousheng, who was deeply moved just now.

"You told that kid before that you were worried he would have a hard time."

Yao Yao never paid attention to honorifics.

"What if he doesn't give it to me next time if I don't say that?"

Yao Yao expressed her helplessness: "I always have to use any means necessary to achieve my goals."

Uncle Yan: ...

Are you going to use any means necessary to make Wang Zhousheng willingly let you treat him like a dog?

Uncle Yan couldn't help but ponder deeply. If one day, when the girl is a little older, as long as she's willing, she can say sweet nothings in every sentence, and even the most hard-hearted future husband will be softened by her sweet talk.

Gu Fuju was relieved.

He had previously served in the Censorate and was known for his impeccable conduct. As a scholar, he had the utmost aversion to such acts of stealing from others.

But before me was a clear nightingale.

Gu Fuju didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Isn't it better for a young lady to be clever?

Besides, it's a case of one party willing to hit and the other willing to be hit.

He ground the ink.

"Can I give it a try?"

Yao Yao dipped a brush in the ink and wrote a character in a crooked hand, which I couldn't help but praise.

"You grinded it really well."

Yao Yao looked at the words and frowned: "The pen isn't good enough."

Gu Fuju couldn't help laughing.

Yao Yao: "Are you a scholar?"

"Yes."

Yao Yao was very proud and told him, "My teacher is a scholar who passed the imperial examination! Isn't that amazing?"

Gu Fuju smiled and said, "Yes."

He was very cooperative, responding to every single question.

"It's a pity that my teacher's wife is in poor health, otherwise my teacher might have wanted to take the exam for a higher level."

Yao Yao: "We've consulted all the doctors we could, and she's taken one dose of medicine after another. They all look so bitter to me, but they don't seem to have much effect on my master's wife."

He grew thinner and thinner each day, and his spirits waned. He didn't want to be a burden on Master Sun, and even contemplated suicide.

Yao Yao saw Master Sun crying helplessly in secret several times.

She was even caught by Master Sun once.

Master Sun was not as strict as he usually was in class, nor did he appear as disheveled as outsiders would have seen; he simply covered his tears with his sleeve.

A person who is usually so decisive and efficient is actually quite vulnerable.

Perhaps because he had no one to confide in, he murmured to himself.

"She hasn't had many good days in all these years of marriage. Damn God, why does this happen to her and not me? Why does it have to be her?"

— “Yaoyao”.

"If something really happens to your master's wife, how will I... live?"

Yao Yao felt sad just thinking about it.

The teacher's wife treated her very well.

Gu Fuju said gently, "In Zexian, a poor and remote place, it is difficult to find good doctors; medicine is left to fate."

Yao Yao shook her head: "My master's wife is not in good health and it is inconvenient for her to travel long distances. But my master has also gone to Jiangnan to invite doctors to take a look. But it has not been of any use."

Gu Fuju explained it to her in detail.

"The best doctors in Jiangnan have patients coming to their door like fish crossing a river. Jiangnan is prosperous, and no matter how much money Master Sun raises for consultations, it is not enough in their eyes, and they will not come from afar."

Doctors are supposed to have a benevolent heart, but how many can truly live up to these four words?

The most difficult disease to cure in this world is poverty.

Gu Fujiu: "Master Sun has a high reputation in Ze County, and everyone treats him with respect. But once he leaves this place, in Jiangnan, where officials from the capital are everywhere, he is not worth mentioning."

"If he were a member of the royal family, he wouldn't need to go out to find a doctor. Doctors from all over the country would come to your door every day to examine your wife."

Yao Yao frowned deeply.

It was the first time she had heard such words, and she thought they made a lot of sense.

There are so many snobs.

Yao Yao's eyes drooped: "Then what should we do?"

Gu Fuju said softly, "Don't rush."

"I will ask someone to come over."

"Your teacher's wife will be alright, I promise you."

(End of this chapter)