The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 195: She Just... Wasn’t That Lucky

The rain persisted intermittently for five days, leaving the streets muddy and few willing to venture outside.

Business at the Li Family’s clothing shop on Guan Dong Street had been equally bleak these past few days.

The elderly granny had poor eyesight, but her skill in making clothes was indisputable; she could thread a needle with her eyes closed.

"We haven’t sold many clothes these days."

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family replied, "Once the weather clears, more customers will come."

She bowed her head to embroider, yet she was never satisfied with the finished product. Her rough fingers touched the petals.

"It’s partly because I’m slow-witted."

"Yu’s embroidery skills are truly impressive, full of spirit. I asked her for advice back then, yet after all these years, I’m still not half as good."

She hasn’t mentioned this person in a long time. Speaking of her now, she inadvertently became absent-minded.

The Li Family and the Yu Family lived not far from each other.

But they never interacted.

Yu’s father worked in the escort agency, and he was fierce; people in the vicinity were afraid to deal with him.

When he brought home the delicate and shy Hu Yuniang, it caused quite a stir.

She hadn’t even managed to run outside to see, before Yu Jingcheng came looking for her.

Besides buying a wedding outfit, Yu Jingcheng asked for several changes of clothing and cloth shoes for a woman, specifying the most expensive ones.

With both parents of the Yu Family passed away and no relatives around, their wedding was not a grand affair, but everything essential was there.

The normally stoic man who only carried a knife even went door to door delivering wedding cakes, just to hear a few more blessings for a long and happy marriage.

People found it peculiar.

However... the new bride of the Yu Family never left the house after the wedding, always staying inside, and Yu Jingcheng bought the groceries before heading to the escort agency.

At some point, rumors started that the new bride was timid, seemingly afraid to meet people.

Granny Li, now aged, was still nimble with her hands, though her words were often jumbled. Her eyes squinted dully: "Who?"

"The woman from the Yu Family."

Granny Li thought for a moment, "I don’t remember."

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family said, "You used to say Yu has talent."

It was said that initially, she couldn’t even cut clothes, learning slowly at home. After that, Yu Jingcheng never bought clothes outside again.

At that moment, someone entered the clothing shop.

The girl put away her umbrella and stepped inside.

She was fair-skinned, with few accessories, but her beautiful eyebrows and eyes bore a gentle and demure charm.

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family quickly got up, "Customer, are you here to buy clothes? We have some new styles, and the material is very soft."

Yu Tingwan was directly staring at her—the hairpin on her head.

The last time she came, she hadn’t said much, nor revealed her identity. It was simply about her mother’s matter weighing on her mind, keeping her from dwelling on the past.

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family found the scene inexplicably familiar.

"Can you sell me the hairpin?"

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family frowned slightly, only to see Yu Tingwan raise her hand, and deftly place several packs of pastries she was holding to Granny Li, speaking with familiarity.

"These are cream pastries, rich in milky flavor and melt in the mouth. I was thoughtless as a child, today I’ve come to apologize to Granny."

Granny Li was puzzled.

Yu Tingwan thought for a while, "In those years, it was me who uprooted the willow saplings in front of Granny’s house."

It was planting one, then uprooting one.

No one was as destructive as her.

For that, Granny Li scolded her fiercely every day.

Yu Tingwan: "I meant no harm."

She blinked, "It was really because the teacher insisted on us writing an essay about willows at that time. I got irritated just seeing them when passing by the Li Family."

Yu Tingwan turned, "Aunt Li."

"Mother left no mementos, I can only..."

Before she finished speaking.

"Yaoyao!"

That nickname...

It’s been a long time.

Yu Tingwan hadn’t heard anyone call her that in a while.

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family reacted, pleasantly surprised: "You are Yaoyao."

"I didn’t recognize you."

"You were a pretty little thing as a child. Now that I look closely, I can see a bit of your old self."

She stepped forward, carefully examining Yu Tingwan, as if she couldn’t look enough, sighing constantly.

"Over the years, without seeing you, you’ve grown into a young lady."

This hairpin originally belonged to Mrs. Yu; anyone else, she wouldn’t have parted with it, but how could she refuse Yu Tingwan.

Granny Li listened to these words and suddenly remembered.

"You’re the little girl from the Yu Family?"

Yu Tingwan: "It’s me."

Granny Li’s eyesight was poor, her vision blurred, she could only vaguely see the girl’s silhouette under the light and shadow.

"Where have you been all this time?"

"It’s been ages since you’ve come over to play."

Granny Li: "Or were you being stubborn, and your father kept you at home?"

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family quickly looked at Yu Tingwan with an apologetic expression upon hearing that.

"Granny fell ill a few years ago, doesn’t recognize people well, forgot about your family..."

Yu Tingwan smiled; it had been so long, it wasn’t like she couldn’t tolerate hearing these things mentioned.

She said to Granny Li, "My father wouldn’t bear to confine me."

She held the hairpin just handed to her by the daughter-in-law of the Li Family.

It’s silver.

It’s old.

And very light.

Yet she treated it like a treasure, cradling it carefully in her hand, not daring to hold it tight.

"I should have given this to you a long time ago."

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family said, "When the incident happened, my mother-in-law and I happened to be visiting relatives."

When we returned, Yu Family was in ruins, we were completely taken aback.

"Learning you were taken in by the constable’s family, I wanted to look for you, but it was in vain."

"You..."

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family asked, "These years, has your uncle treated you well?"

Yu Tingwan only said, "I am now married, and my husband’s family treats me very well."

After the girl left, the daughter-in-law of the Li Family escorted her to the door, watching that figure get swallowed by the curtain of rain, reluctant to turn away.

Who knows how much time passed before the aged voice of Granny Li sounded from behind.

"I remember now."

"We once thought of adopting Yu Family’s Yaoyao."

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family slowly withdrew her gaze.

Indeed.

Her husband passed early, and their only son was also gone.

The household was just her and her mother-in-law.

Having a child would bring some liveliness.

Back when the Yu Family had their incident, and the little girl had nowhere to go, it was Constable Zhu who couldn’t bear it and took her home.

But with many in the Zhu Family, although a girl wouldn’t eat much rice, why would Constable Zhu’s wife be willing to raise Yu Tingwan for nothing?

On returning from visiting relatives, learning of this, she was saddened and moved to act.

Though not as prosperous as Yu Jingcheng, and conditions couldn’t match the Yu Family, with them, Yaoyao would at least not worry about food and clothing.

They would continue to support the girl’s education.

Watch her grow up to maturity.

Then find her a good husband, which could... could be a proper gesture to Yu.

But they were just a step too late.

By the time the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the Zhu Family, Yaoyao had already been taken away by Yu’s maternal relatives.

The daughter-in-law of the Li Family sighed heavily.

She knew that since childhood, Yaoyao ate the best, wore the best, and loved to adorn herself with jewelry, proud like a little peacock, jingling with every step she took outside.

She was eager to announce to the neighborhood that the little troublemaker was here again.

Now she was plain.

No longer mischievous.

Not quite like herself anymore.

The innocence and mischief in her eyebrows and eyes had long since vanished completely.

On the street, Yu Tingwan was now holding up her skirt as she walked cautiously, avoiding the puddles.

Little did she know, even with her parents gone, she wasn’t a burden, nor an unwanted child.

She was just...

Not quite so fortunate.