The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 52: Husband Is Disobedient, But Easy to Discipline

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Husband Is Disobedient, But Easy to Discipline

The next morning, the rooster’s crow broke the dawn.

Yu Tingwan left the room early.

Behind her followed Wei Zhao, with drooping eyelids.

The girl walked ahead: "It’s not good to lie down all day, you should come out for a walk more often."

"When spring comes, and the river is no longer frozen. Our village will release the water, and every household will send people to the river, some casting nets, some fishing. The caught fish are all thrown to the shore, and each household gets one or two fish. It’s a lively time, and not far. I’ll take you to have a look."

Despite her vivid description, she had only been there once, still right after she came to Xilin Village.

Wei Zhao: ...

Not interested, too crowded.

He wouldn’t live that long anyway.

Yu Tingwan turned her head: "Husband doesn’t want to see?"

Wei Zhao opened his mouth, yet hadn’t spoken.

Yu Tingwan wasn’t willing to listen: "Oh, you want to see it."

Wei Zhao: ...

Yu Tingwan pulled him to see the chickens raised in the corner.

"Yesterday one was slaughtered, I think my mother’s intention is to kill another one for the New Year. It wouldn’t make sense not to have meat at New Year."

She felt a bit distressed.

"But they can still lay eggs."

"Later I’ll see if any family’s chicken has grown old and stopped laying eggs and buy from them."

Wei Zhao: ...

Would it be okay if he caught a mountain one in exchange for Yu Tingwan not talking to him anymore?

Yu Tingwan then dragged him to the persimmon tree on the west side of the courtyard.

The girl looked up to see the big, red persimmons. She had been craving them when she was next door.

These persimmons weren’t fully ripe yet, but once picked, they’d ripen in a few days.

"Husband."

Wei Zhao listlessly.

Yu Tingwan nudged his shoe with her foot.

Wei Zhao: "...Mm."

Yu Tingwan smiled at him, revealing shallow dimples: "Didn’t dawdle getting up today, so I’ve decided to reward you with a persimmon."

In the village, women often pacify children in this way.

Yu Tingwan had never been married, didn’t know how couples should interact affectionately.

But she always felt Wei Shen, delicate and weak, might need the same treatment.

Once decided, Yu Tingwan circled around the tree, found the lowest persimmon.

Wei Zhao turned to leave.

The snow on the ground had fallen all night, quite thick.

Wei Zhao lacked the strength to lift his feet high, could only drag along slowly.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the girl reach out once but failed to pick it, yet she wasn’t discouraged, stretching up on her toes, face flushed, fingertips only touching the bare branch.

Wei Zhao stopped walking.

He just watched.

The girl jumped up in a bounce, touched it, but didn’t handle well enough to pick it.

Yu Tingwan was ready to try again.

Wei Zhao: "Ha."

Yu Tingwan: ???

She turned her head sharply.

Their eyes met.

She saw a little bit, hardly noticeable leisure in Wei Zhao’s eyes.

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips: "Am I funny, or did you think of something amusing?"

"You’re funny."

Great!!! No hesitation at all!

Yu Tingwan took a deep breath: "If you can, you do it!"

She tried to stay calm, but couldn’t hide her lively energy.

That was... something Wei Zhao didn’t have. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Unbeknownst to him, he somehow walked back.

He stood beside Yu Tingwan.

The man, sickly, his face an unnatural white, lips without color, moved with difficulty, his figure particularly thin.

Yet he was tall.

He was tall, with long arms. He lifted a hand and easily picked that persimmon.

Yu Tingwan seized it before he could react.

Wei Zhao looked at his empty palm, indifferent.

But then, Yu Tingwan handed the persimmon back to him. Even with Wei Zhao’s rich knowledge, he couldn’t guess Yu Tingwan’s intentions.

Soon, the girl explained his puzzlement.

Yu Tingwan generously: "It’s for you."

Wei Zhao: ??

Look, does this look sensible?

Someone might think it was you who picked it.

Yes, Yu Tingwan cared much for procedural feeling.

Once she reached the kitchen, Hui Niang had already cooked the glutinous rice, Wei Shouzhong was pounding it in the stone mortar.

Yu Tingwan walked over briskly: "Are we making sticky rice cakes today?"

The Linxi Village New Year, every household prepares sticky rice cakes. Glutinous rice being precious, there aren’t many made, just a small plate for family tasting.

Hui Niang smiled: "Yes. Should’ve made them earlier, but being busy delayed it."

"We didn’t even make Laba porridge at home, I thought of doing it today as well, so our family could also have a good New Year."

Rice, red beans, winter dates, peanuts were soaked overnight.

Unable to hide the smile in her eyes, Yu Tingwan went up to help prepare the dried longan.

The pounding sound in the kitchen was loud, Hui Niang didn’t hear the newlyweds talking in the yard earlier: "Did Lang get up? Doctor Qian will come later to take his pulse."

Yu Tingwan: "He got up."

Originally didn’t, but one hammer from Yu Tingwan got him sober quickly.

Though disobedient, he’s easily disciplined!

Who knows if he’d throw away the persimmon.

Though the tree bore many, one should still cherish food.

If it’s tossed, it’s tossed.

She’ll look on the ground next door later.

Hui Niang was surprised, soon turned to satisfaction.

Indeed, once a man gets married, he becomes stable and sensible.

"Originally invited Doctor Qian for a drink yesterday, if not for him, Lang would’ve long been... but you know his temperament, doesn’t like noisy crowds, wouldn’t come."

"Though aging, his mind is meticulous."

"I guess it’s mostly an excuse. Earlier, when invited to drink by those who’ve gained a son from his prescription, he went."

Went, but didn’t talk, ate in silence, left once done.

"He’s the only barefoot doctor in our village, with Silly Girl’s miscarriage, in and out caring these past few days. The village avoids taboos most strongly, we held a wedding banquet, it’s indeed inappropriate for him to come."

Hui Niang didn’t insist, sent Wei Shouzhong with a bowl of food over.

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingwan paused her actions, asked: "How is it with Silly Girl?"

Hui Niang’s expression slightly darkened: "She’s awake, but after all frightened, seeks her mother’s company at night, cries pain to people, talks incoherently, sometimes clueless, truly suffered."

"How was that captured man dealt with?"

"Granny Li confided in me yesterday that the man is a complete scoundrel! Been to jail, couldn’t find a wife after release, often seeks prostitutes."

"That day Silly Girl bled, yet still... caught red-handed, still had the gall to blame it on Silly Girl. Claimed it’s consensual, said even a king can’t interfere, demanded to be released by the Village Chief."

Arrogant beyond measure.

Remote village breeding more thugs like him.

But would the Village Chief listen to him?

Silly Girl being bullied in her own village by an outsider, how could he not act?

"Even said... even said."

Hui Niang was at a loss for words.

Yu Tingwan roughly guessed, flashed deep disgust, helped her speak.

"Said Silly Girl’s body, who knows how many ruined it, one more or less makes no difference. Even with a child, who’s the father remains unknown, shameless."