The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 71: Light in His Eyes, Flickering Bright and Dim

Chapter 71: Chapter 71: Light in His Eyes, Flickering Bright and Dim

Hui Niang put her heart into the evening meal, making egg soup, mushroom stewed winter bamboo shoots, and braised radish.

The aroma of the dishes was rich.

Ever since not letting Wei Zhao leave the house, the meals have been brought into the room.

She continuously added more dishes for Yu Tingwan.

The bowl in Yu Tingwan’s hand quickly piled into a small mountain. She ate heartily, never wasting any food.

Hui Niang smilingly added more for Yue Shan.

These years following the Hunters Peng, Yue Shan rarely ate proper meals. Although the Hunters Peng were willing to make them, the conditions in the deep mountains didn’t allow it, and he didn’t have the skills.

The grilled meat was always burnt, but fortunately, Yue Shan didn’t mind.

Initially, after dismissing the vicious second wife, the Hunters Peng took his son everywhere, enduring the elements for a year, during which his son became dark and thin. Drinking raw water caused him frequent stomach problems.

How could a father not feel heartache?

He considered looking for someone in the village who was willing to help look after Yue Shan. He was willing to provide grain and would also pay a monthly fee for the trouble.

If convenient, the Hunters Peng preferred to leave Yue Shan with Hui Niang.

But at that time, Hui Niang and Wei Shouzhong had not yet moved out of the old Wei Family house. The couple was used like cattle and had no time to spare. Even if they could, with the shrew Mrs. Wei there, he wasn’t assured.

The Hunters Peng turned to the neighbors.

The neighbor’s family also had a child, named Da Wang, who was the same age as Yue Shan and could play together.

The village kids were raised roughly, just a place to sleep and enough to eat was fine.

The neighbors quickly agreed.

Initially, the Hunters Peng were somewhat uneasy, but every time he returned from the mountains, seeing Yue Shan’s face gain color and brighten up, he felt genuinely happy.

To express gratitude, he often sent wild chickens and rabbits to the neighbors.

This continued for two years, enlarging the family’s appetite.

When he was critically injured after hunting a bear, they brazenly suggested splitting the bear meat in half.

The Hunters Peng were generous but not oblivious, so he didn’t agree.

Yue Shan’s treatment thus declined.

Upon returning from two months of treatment at the clinic, when he hugged his long-missed son, he discovered he had gotten lighter.

At first, he didn’t think much of it, assuming the loss of blood during the descent had frightened Yue Shan, and the recent days worried him for sure.

Yet, when Yue Shan lay in his arms when he came back, he spoke very softly.

"Dad, please take me with you. I will be good and want to become a powerful hunter like you who can fight bears."

"They’re not kind at all. They covet our money and even my ration."

"The white rice you gave was eaten by Da Wang, and they said you’re dying, and I have no one wants me. They told me not to cling to them, giving me leftovers is charity."

Since then, the Hunters Peng realized, no one could care for Yue Shan better than him.

In the face of benefit, humanity fails the test.

But Shouzhong and his wife were different, he reminded before taking Yue Shan to the Wei Family.

"If it weren’t for them back then, there wouldn’t be today’s you. Remember to help out after you go there, but don’t be reserved, no one will mistreat you. You don’t need to gauge others’ expressions, eat enthusiastically, so your Aunt Hui can rest assured."

Yue Shan was somewhat doubtful.

On the first day, Yu Tingwan gave him sweet and fragrant Laba porridge; Aunt Hui’s cooking was exceptionally delicious, always fearing he might not eat enough.

He smiled at Hui Niang, "Thank you, Aunt Hui."

Then he buried his head in food like Yu Tingwan.

Hui Niang watched Yu Tingwan and then turned to Yue Shan, feeling extremely satisfied. In a few years, when Wan Niang and Lang have children, it must be like this now.

She looked toward the future children’s father.

Hui Niang frowned, "Lang, why haven’t you eaten a bite."

Previously, he would at least absentmindedly stuff a few bites into his mouth!

Wei Zhao lowered his gaze, holding the spoon, different from the usual absent-mindedness.

The girl’s words earlier were like a sharp sword, deeply piercing his heart, not painful, nor bloody, yet seemingly dispelling layers of fog.

There seemed to be light in his eyes, yet flickering.

The careless and arrogant words, he shouldn’t take seriously.

Why did he end up being led by Yu Tingwan?

His life was worthless, dying just meant dying.

But if he died, the humiliation of the Duke Mansion and his father’s tragic death could never be redressed.

Could he... maybe?

"Lang."

Hui Niang called him again.

Seeing no response, Hui Niang felt distress.

Yu Tingwan softly advised, "Husband, you can eat later. Nowadays, his appetite is bad, better not eat when taking medicine."

Hui Niang agreed this made sense.

Later, she’d keep the porridge warm; Lang could eat whenever he wanted.

When she returned from washing clothes, she specially went to ask Old Man Qian how to consume ginseng, Lingzhi, and Polygonum multiflorum, fearing Lang’s body was too weak, replenishing too excessively.

Old Man Qian glanced at her, finding Hui Niang quite intriguing.

Why, do you really think the deep mountains are full of treasures, your man can just fill a sack with them?

Don’t you know how scarce these are!

The clinic offers high prices for inferior quality.

Those hunters aren’t foolish, why risk catching game? Selling herbs can make one rich.

However, he didn’t wish to sound discouraging.

People need hope to thrive.

Old Man Qian did not hide and explained carefully.

After the family finished their evening meal, Hui Niang began clearing the table.

Yu Tingwan headed to the kitchen room.

A small piece of ginseng was being boiled in the pot, along with other herbs; once the water boiled almost enough, the essence could be taken.

She poured it out and returned to the room.

Wei Zhao remained in the previous position, motionless.

Yu Tingwan found it peculiar.

Usually, he’d pretend to play dead by lying down long ago.

No, there’s a difference.

Wei Zhao was taking his pulse.

Since Wei Zhao accurately stated her symptoms last time, Yu Tingwan suspected he might have some skills, though not many.

Just a half-hearted amateur. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

After all, Wei Zhao claimed he couldn’t treat it.

Or maybe he just said it offhandedly, happened to hit the nail on the head.

Village girls eat poorly, work hard, and frequently contact cold water; among ten women menstruating, six would experience pain.

Yu Tingwan knew, after these women get married and have children, take proper postpartum care, most situations tend to improve.

She approached closer, casually asked, "How many more days can you live?"

Wei Zhao replied indifferently, "Five days."

Yu Tingwan did not believe.

However, she coaxed, "If you take the medicine, maybe you’ll live long and prosper."

Wei Zhao stayed silent for a moment.

Just as Yu Tingwan planned to directly pour it into his mouth, Wei Zhao moved.

He took over, drank it directly.

No procrastination, no games.

A rare cooperation!

Yu Tingwan was stunned, even stammered, "You... can you always be like just now?"

Wei Zhao: "I don’t know."

He raised his gaze slightly, meeting the girl’s shocked eyes.

"Let me think about it."

He must consider carefully.

At least, before figuring it out, no mishaps should occur.