The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 128: There’s No Shame in Fearing One’s Wife

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: There’s No Shame in Fearing One’s Wife

Is it that they have the confidence and ability, or that they’ve been measured and handed over, making it hard for them to refuse?

Either way, it makes one feel displeased.

Lady Zhao didn’t even give the two a chance to speak: "Yesterday, my husband mentioned wanting to take on a student, and I gave him quite a scolding."

"I had my daughter late in life, and my body isn’t as healthy as that of a younger wife. If he doesn’t help look after her, it’s inevitable that it will be too much for me."

"The academy is busy, too. If he teaches a student, how much time will he have left? He can’t just ignore his wife and daughter."

"If there’s an extra person in the house, it’s not just inconvenient; I’m not used to it."

She used a handkerchief to wipe the corner of her daughter’s mouth, appearing helpless.

"I don’t have much tact in my speech. I harbor no ill intent, so if something I’ve said isn’t pleasant, please don’t take it to heart."

"I’m sorry. You’ve come all this way for nothing."

Hu Yaozu had experienced too little, and due to his academic ability, he was praised wherever he went. Never had an outsider treated him so indifferently. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

In his shame and anger, he awkwardly shifted, feeling his gift box growing almost too heavy to hold.

At this, he couldn’t stop blaming Mr. Chu.

The apprenticeship gift was prepared at Mr. Chu’s suggestion.

He had originally thought it wasn’t too late to pay a visit after things were settled. But Mr. Chu said that Mr. Zhao seemed inclined to agree. If they could finalize it today, they shouldn’t delay, lest something unexpected happen along the way.

On reflection, he agreed.

Otherwise, once word got out, many students would come knocking.

If someone beat him to it, he would have nowhere to cry.

Mr. Chu suddenly glanced at Mr. Zhao: "This..."

He suppressed his anger toward Lady Zhao.

What business does an illiterate woman have meddling in the affairs of men?

If it were his wife, how would she dare to behave like this?

"What do you say?"

After all, he had brought the person here; now there was no logic in sending them away.

"Your wife is usually a reasonable person."

Mr. Chu forced a smile: "In such matters, it’s up to Brother Zhao’s opinion. She can’t just prevent you from doing this or that. People will laugh if they hear about it."

"Brother Zhao, you..."

The words trailed off.

He looked at Mr. Zhao, who wished to speak but stopped, and an inexplicable bad feeling grew.

Mr. Zhao seemed troubled: "What should be done? I listen to her for everything, inside and outside the house."

If someone else had said this, Mr. Chu wouldn’t believe it.

But coming from Mr. Zhao, it felt like a bone stuck in his throat.

This was indeed the case.

Back when they were classmates, many students arranged to go drinking together, but Mr. Zhao said he had to go home and consult his wife first.

He had always looked down on that.

Mr. Zhao ignored what Mr. Chu thought.

He stared at Hu Yaozu for a moment. Considering what Lady Zhao had said yesterday, he shook his head internally.

No matter how capable a person is, if their roots are crooked, they will be a disaster in the future.

Hu Yaozu was reluctant to let such a good opportunity slip away. Desperately, he stepped forward: "Mr. Zhao, I have admired you for many years."

Mr. Zhao: "There are plenty who admire me as you do."

He told Hu Yaozu: "Look at you, so promising, but we’re not destined. However, I have something to say to you."

"Those who rely on virtue flourish, while those who rely on strength perish. Misfortune and fortune have no doors; only people summon them."

"If a family’s virtue is improper and they don’t correct and repent, they will inevitably suffer. Let alone yourself? You’re a person who reads sage books; don’t tarnish the name of a sage."

Hu Yaozu froze, feeling a chill all over when he met Mr. Zhao’s cold gaze.

Could Mr. Zhao have discovered the matters at home?

Unwilling to give up, he tentatively asked, "Sir, do you have some misunderstanding about me?"

Mr. Zhao did not respond to him again.

He stared heavily at Mr. Chu.

"My wife just wanted to keep things dignified for you. If you continue to pester, it becomes senseless."

"As a teacher, it’s important to have integrity. Don’t let your peers ridicule you."

"If you’re willing to genuinely care for each student in town, I’d have no objections, and might even commend you. But your current actions are contemptible."

The two of them hadn’t even had a sip of tea after entering.

With his hands behind his back, Mr. Zhao began to usher them out: "Alright then, head back. I won’t see you off."

The matter here was quite entertaining.

Yu Tingwan only regretted not being able to witness it in person.

She wasn’t eating breakfast inside. At this moment, she held a bowl, sitting in the courtyard, and looked eagerly in the direction of the Zhao family’s wall.

Listening to the entire affair, she was quite delighted. She could even imagine how awful Hu Yaozu’s expression was at this moment.

Once everyone had left, Yu Tingwan still felt unsatisfied.

In her past life, Hu Yaozu and Mr. Chu had succeeded without any rifts between in-law and son-in-law.

But now, things were different.

Yet, Hu Yaozu had agreed to the marriage. Even if it doesn’t go through, he must still rely on Mr. Chu at the town school. Despite any discontent, he could only swallow it down.

What a pity.

He’s almost twisted.

Wei Zhao, settled in a wheelchair nearby, appeared lethargic.

He hadn’t been out of the house for a long time.

The outdoor air was fresh, clearing away some of the daze accumulated over days cooped up inside.

Wrapped in a thick cotton quilt, with a hand warmer in his arms, he didn’t feel cold.

His gaze fell on Yu Tingwan, whose lips curled upwards without concealing her gloating demeanor.

Just then, she turned to look at him, and her smile grew even wider.

Wei Zhao’s eyelid twitched; he had a bad premonition.

Sure enough!

Yu Tingwan opened her lips gently, speaking softly: "I have a lot of reflections."

Wei Zhao wasn’t keen on hearing them.

He shifted his gaze away, leaning back to look up at the sky.

The sun was shining brightly.

His coffin was probably being transported to his hometown, Yiling, today.

Agitation flashed in his eyes.

Yes, Wei Zhao was annoyed with the Fifth Prince, Ying Yin, for being meddlesome.

What’s the point of sending it to his hometown? The elders in Yiling would cry themselves hoarse.

A finger tapped his shoulder.

Wei Zhao ignored it; his refusal was evident.

Yu Tingwan: "Husband, don’t you have any?"

Wei Zhao: "No."

Yu Tingwan: "I don’t believe you."

Wei Zhao: ...

Yu Tingwan scooted a bit closer, continuing to poke him eagerly.

Wei Zhao wasn’t surprised. His temper had never been that good.

After a moment’s thought, he said:

"Birds of a feather flock together, but people and dogs have different paths."

Yu Tingwan: ... Well said!

But that’s not what she wanted to hear.

"Anything else?"

Wei Zhao: "Mr. Zhao is an excellent teacher who treats all students equally."

This statement found Yu Tingwan’s agreement.

"Indeed, just look at Mr. Chu’s deplorable character; I can’t imagine how much suffering Zhao Yu went through under him."

Yu Tingwan: "However, I think the most important aspect is that even after Mr. Chu said what he did, nearly accusing Lady Zhao of being too controlling, Mr. Zhao didn’t feel ashamed."

He said all matters big and small at home were up to Lady Zhao.

This was him standing by Lady Zhao.

Finally, Yu Tingwan reached her main point: "It’s not shameful for a man to fear his wife. What do you think?"

Wei Zhao: ... Heh.

He didn’t wish to engage.

Wei Zhao even contemplated pushing away the quilt and trying to stand up and walk away.

But he was tapped again.

Fed up, Wei Zhao, stone-faced, spat out a phrase:

"Indeed."