The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 112: Raising Girls Is Expensive

Yu Tingwan couldn’t leave the house, so she had to borrow a hoe from the Zhao Family to push down the mound of dirt piled up on the side to fill the pit.

She was strong, but after all, she was a girl, and doing this kind of work was exhausting, leaving her quickly drenched in sweat.

Without extra tools, Hui Niang had to bring a wooden board from home to place over the pit, using it to get to the other side. She squatted down to push the dirt with her hands.

No one knew how long it had been.

The girl bent halfway down, using the hoe to support herself, and took a breath. Just as she was about to get up after resting, a wave of dizziness hit her for no reason.

Many fragmented images flashed before her eyes.

Some were blurry.

But... what was worth pondering was that in the images, she seemed to be huffing and puffing while burying a pit too.

Wei Shen, who was wearing white and seriously ill, leaned against the window, looking at her sluggishly.

Unlike the current awkwardness, the girl in the maid’s attire was burying with great enthusiasm, as if she had done it many times before. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Wei Shen asked, "Are you tired?"

The girl retorted, "What do you think, young master?"

Wei Shen: "Ha."

Quite irritating.

The girl’s lips moved, beginning to complain uncontrollably.

Yu Tingwan was a bit dazed, wanting to listen more carefully, but her head suddenly hurt fiercely.

"Wan Niang, is that your father!"

Hui Niang’s surprised voice erupted from the other side.

Yu Tingwan looked in the direction of the alleyway as directed.

Wei Shouzhong over there also spotted them and hurried over.

Hui Niang didn’t bother wiping her hands, walking over to give Wei Shouzhong a thorough look over.

"Finally, the master is here."

"I was just saying to Wan Niang yesterday, not knowing when you’d find your way here, worried something might happen on the way."

Wei Shouzhong was most concerned about one thing: "How is Lang?"

Hui Niang said, "He’s resting in the house. After taking medicine these past few days, he’s much better in spirits."

With that, she called towards the house.

"Yue Shan, come see who’s here."

Yue Shan ran out, and upon seeing who it was, even the usually shy person was overjoyed, shouting loudly, "Dad!"

The Hunters Peng smiled upon seeing his son.

Though they had only been apart for a few days, he felt Yue Shan had gained flesh on his face, brightening his smile quite a bit.

Wei Shouzhong felt quite bewildered.

Just a few days apart, and they already have a house in the county town.

And it was purchased in full too.

When the clinic gave him the address, he was dumbfounded.

Wei Shouzhong had many questions, but what he needed to do now was let his wife and daughter-in-law rest while he filled the pit.

As a farmer, he had no shortage of strength and was very efficient at this kind of work.

After filling the pit, Wei Shouzhong was afraid the road was uneven, so he used the hoe to repeatedly force it down, making the ground firm and level.

Hui Niang gently spoke to the Hunters Peng, "The journey must have been tiring these days, go inside and rest first."

The Hunters Peng took the hot tea brought by Yu Tingwan, thanked her, and gulped it down quickly.

"Auntie, I need to sell the game I hunted on the mountain to the restaurant early and find a way to sell the few animal skins I have. So I won’t be sitting inside the house."

Upon hearing this, Hui Niang hurriedly said, "Yes, you should attend to these important matters first. Come back for a meal later; Auntie will cook some good dishes. You’ve been working hard these past few days."

Inside, Wei Zhao reclined against the bed, his right leg raised, his hair loose, lips pale, a fragmented sense surfacing along with his cough.

His gaze was deep.

In one glance, he guided his eyes over the letters that Rong Di had sent through a crow, casually throwing them into the charcoal brazier.

The flames danced, quickly consuming the letters without a trace.

That Landlord Dong was indeed wealthy beyond measure, with private properties even he marveled at.

The Dong Family’s money was not clean.

The prominent houses and lands... Wei Zhao couldn’t touch those; he’d have to wait for the court’s seizure.

But...

Wei Zhao fell into deep thought.

After Wei Shouzhong finished filling the pit, he didn’t even have time to wash his hands before coming to see Wei Zhao.

Although Hui Niang had said Lang was fine, only by seeing for himself could he feel at ease.

He looked at Wei Zhao, his gaze softening significantly.

Walking in, he spoke a lot.

Mhm, he was still communicating one-sidedly as before.

Wei Zhao didn’t respond with a single word, but this time he was actually listening.

Finally, Hui Niang couldn’t stand it, seeing Wei Shouzhong’s eyes looking blue and his whole body dirty, she heated a pot of hot water and sent him next door.

In the courtyard, Yu Tingwan was sorting through the two large baskets Wei Shouzhong had brought from the village.

The baskets were stuffed full, containing all sorts of things.

After tidying up, Yu Tingwan returned indoors.

She sat down by the bedside.

"Our chickens raised at the Wu Family’s were slaughtered by Dad, feathers plucked, all brought here, obviously to help nourish you."

Wei Zhao glanced at her.

Yu Tingwan continued to say to herself, "And cured meat, said to be given by Granny Li."

"When Dad came back into the house, he shoved three taels of silver into my hand, saying he didn’t have the ability to get ginseng, worried that your body wouldn’t hold up, worried money wouldn’t be enough while away from home, so he borrowed from household to household."

Three taels were a significant amount for villagers. But if it was for medicine or treatment, it might not be enough.

Yu Tingwan sighed, "Our dad is really good."

Wei Zhao, however, was lost in his thoughts, quietly asking, "Do you like gold?"

Yu Tingwan, without hesitation, "Of course I do."

Wei Zhao: "Oh."

He was claiming the gold, silver, and jewels in the Dong Family’s secret room.

Why fill the national treasury?

Better to fill his private treasury.

Recruiting soldiers costs money, making weapons costs money... and raising a girl is also expensive.

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Unlike the previous life, the Hu Family father and son did not rush home after the unsealing and are now still in the town.

The streets were bustling, even close to dusk, with various vendor cries resounding endlessly.

Hu Dazhu saw a stall selling rattles and stopped, speaking to Hu Dalang beside him.

"Counting the days, your wife should be giving birth soon. I wonder if this child will add a male to the Hu Family or a female."

"Adding a male means a boy."

"Adding a female means a girl."

Hu Dalang’s face glowed: "Mom says it’s a grandson, reckon she’s about right. Later on, he can study with Erlang, maybe we’ll have another scholar in the family."

Hu Dazhu nodded: "Us country folks, with generations just working in the fields, won’t make a name for ourselves. We need to study."

"Look at the old Scholar in the neighboring village, he can collect money and grain from the Government Office every month, how distinguished he is, not to mention the Scholar from above."

Hu Dalang grinned.

He didn’t care for that old Scholar who spent a lifetime and still remained a Scholar.

Erlang was different.

He had Mr. Chu’s high regard.

This year’s township exam, even if it was his first time, he would surely pass.

Hu Dalang said, "Country kids are best raised with simple names, I’ll let Erlang give a good name when he’s older."

Dalang is too common.

Yaozu sounds like someone destined for greatness.

Hu Dalang hoped his son could get some glory from being a scholar.

As he was thinking, Hu Dazhu let out a sigh.

"I wonder how Wan Niang is doing. Your mother is so harsh, it wouldn’t be wrong to call her mean; I just worry Wan Niang suffers at her hands."

Indeed.

Hu Dalang nodded.

"Mom is indeed a shrew."

He didn’t forget to add, "And my wife isn’t easy to handle either."