The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 174: May My Son Turn Misfortune Into Blessing and Escape Calamity

Chapter 174: Chapter 174: May My Son Turn Misfortune Into Blessing and Escape Calamity

This conversation stirred up a storm in Yu Tingwan’s eyes, her shock and astonishment unmistakable on her face.

Back then, Hui Niang had recognized Wei Zhao as Wei Shen based on the peace charm.

The small pouch that held the peace charm was meticulously sewn by Hui Niang herself, so there was no way she could have been mistaken.

But Wei Zhao’s usual care for the peace charm couldn’t have been feigned either.

Yu Tingwan had considered countless possibilities.

She thought perhaps the peace charms of Wei Zhao and Wei Shen were coincidentally similar or had been confused.

She also thought that it might be because too many years had passed, and with Wei Shen leaving home too early, his young looks and personality had changed so much that the Wei Family had no reason to suspect anything.

But she never thought...

Clearly, during these days, her parents had treated Wei Zhao as their own child.

Back then in Xilin Village, the couple feared he would end his life and kept watch over him day and night, even saying they would smash their pots to save him.

Yu Tingwan asked word by word: "Did you know from the beginning you were a fake?"

Wei Zhao put down the book in his hand: "Wrong."

"Mother Wei knew from the start that I wasn’t Wei Shen."

"The charm was personally drawn by the abbot of Huguo Temple."

At a glance, it seemed ordinary.

But in reality, it was not.

It’s just that Yu Tingwan hadn’t seen the common styles of charms in ordinary temples, so she couldn’t compare and see the strangeness in it.

"As for the pouch that was torn and held the peace charm..."

Yu Tingwan’s eyelid twitched.

"It was made by the embroidery lady at the mansion."

Wei Zhao: "That material was soaked in specially made potion, making it waterproof. Therefore, no patterns were embroidered on it."

"Mother Wei wouldn’t forget what the pouch she sewed herself looked like."

"Back when I fell off the cliff, I lost consciousness, and when I woke up, I had become Wei Shen." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Wei Zhao’s fingertip paused slightly.

Back then, when his father was close to death, his eyes cloudy, he insisted on having him support him to the Wei Family Ancestral Hall.

The poison in Duke Shun had spread throughout his body.

He could barely stand but still knelt down to offer incense and kowtow to his ancestors.

That was when he gave him the peace charm.

Duke Shun said.

—"Your grandmother believed in Buddhism. Back then, when she gave this charm, she said the Bodhisattva would bless me and your little uncle for a smooth life."

—"Neither your little uncle nor I believed in this, but it was a gift from a loving mother, so after receiving it, it was never left behind."

—"I don’t know if it’s because we brothers were not devout enough or there is a destined calamity in our meager blessings. Your little uncle is gone, and I...don’t have much time left either."

The clothes Duke Shun wore used to be a perfect fit, but now they hung loosely.

Tormented by illness, he became terribly emaciated, appearing to be just skin and bones.

Where could one see the grace of earlier years?

—"This one is for you from your father."

—"If the charm cannot protect you, after I’m gone, I will definitely bless you, my child, to turn misfortune into fortune, to turn danger away."

—"Gui Zhi, the Wei Family is entrusted to you to support."

His father’s words were always a promise.

Over the years, Wei Zhao had suffered many injuries, large and small.

Self-inflicted ones didn’t count.

The most life-threatening was the poisoned arrow that almost claimed his life.

The area on his chest, soaked with blood, looked shocking. Yet miraculously, the peace charm didn’t have a single stain of blood on it.

He had already set foot at the Ghost Gate but still survived.

Yu Tingwan clutched the peace charm, struggling to comprehend everything.

There was no need for Wei Zhao to mention what happened later; she knew.

Even though Yu Tingwan didn’t run out to check at that time, the village had already spread the news.

Despite the life being very bitter, with no end in sight, Hui Niang was also aware that her Lang would never return. But seeing Wei Zhao lying on the ground, unconscious...

Covered in blood, his appearance unclear

He was about to breathe his last.

His breathing was almost gone.

Yet Hui Niang couldn’t stop her heart from aching, her ears filled with the voices of the villagers.

—"Hurry and save him! Where’s Old Man Qian, get Old Man Qian to have a look."

—"Looks like a young lad, wonder which military camp he’s from."

—"The nearest camp to us is just one, must be from the Wei Family Army."

—"Isn’t that the same camp as Wei Family’s Lang?"

—"Look, what’s that hanging around his neck? A peace charm?"

The firewood Hui Niang was holding fell all over the ground.

She couldn’t care about anything else, shoved aside the villagers in front, and dashed over.

Hui Niang’s fingertips were trembling, her whole body shaking.

Is it Lang?

Has Lang come looking for her?

A hopeful glimmer appeared in her eyes, she approached cautiously, as if afraid to touch.

But quickly, the light in her eyes shattered.

No.

The years of accumulated suffering and sorrow erupted at that moment, and she broke into sobs.

What was she thinking at that time?

And how long had she struggled?

Her longing for Wei Shen drove her to madness.

She said.

—"It’s my family’s Lang."

Yu Tingwan’s eyebrows and eyes were full of sympathy for Hui Niang, her voice slightly hoarse.

"And what about Dad?"

Wei Zhao: "He didn’t know initially."

Back then, Wei Shouzhong was doing farm work.

It was Granny Fan who had come over, making a fuss, delivering the news that Wei Shen was still alive.

Wei Shouzhong wore a dark face, feeling Granny Fan was really hateful!

It was enough that her usual thoughtless words were annoying, but now to use Lang to make jokes for amusement?

This was just rubbing salt into his wound!

Granny Fan, seeing his disbelief, got angry.

—"Why would I run over eagerly to lie to you!"

—"Your wife is crying her eyes swollen like walnuts, kneeling on the ground begging Old Man Qian for treatment now."

Saying that she couldn’t help but sigh.

—"Seeing him like this, I think it’s hopeless. Your wife, however, is so stubborn. If I were you, I’d go and advise her. It’s better to use this time to buy a coffin rather than ending up with nothing."

Li Lian happened to come over at that time.

Upon hearing this, she was furious, and directly scolded Granny Fan.

—"How can you say such things? We’re from the same village, who are you cursing? Lang’s return is a good thing! Once he is healed, Wei Shouzhong and his wife will finally see the light of day."

With the urgent matter at hand, Li Lian couldn’t bother to teach Granny Fan and quickly headed to Wei Shouzhong.

—"Shouzhong, your uncle also heard that Lang has returned, no matter how serious the injury, we have to treat him."

—"You’re not confused, even if the senior family wants to adopt a son for you, they owe you that. But nothing compares to your own flesh and blood."

Li Lian took out some money wrapped in coarse cloth from her bosom.

—"I know you two have no savings, take this for emergency use first."

Whatever Li Lian said after that, Wei Shouzhong didn’t hear a word.

He didn’t believe Granny Fan, but still, he trusted what the Village Chief’s family said? Wei Shouzhong felt dizzy, couldn’t care about anything else, and ran towards Old Man Qian’s place.

"Initially didn’t know?"

Yu Tingwan furrowed her brows: "What do you mean?"

Wei Zhao: "When I woke up, he was just beside me, keeping watch."

But at that time, Wei Zhao wanted to die.

Wei Shouzhong kept close, fearing something bad might happen again, finding any excuse just to talk.

In front of this ’resurrected’ son, he kept chattering non-stop.

He looked at Wei Zhao, as if he could never see enough.