The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 76: In Times Like These, Treasure Your Wife

Chapter 76: Chapter 76: In Times Like These, Treasure Your Wife

The sunlight was bright, but for a moment, Yu Tingwan’s world turned dark.

How could someone who couldn’t help at all have the nerve to say such cold words?

Expressionless, she rushed back, blocking Wei Zhao’s attempt to close the window.

Perhaps really frightened by the hammering, Wei Zhao took a few steps back, dodging her fist that reached in.

Yu Tingwan: ...

Wei Zhao pondered, "Did I hurt you?"

"I wasn’t making fun of you either."

It’s just that she thought the girl had an unyielding spirit; one moment confidently making statements, the next moment trying to leap up with all her might, the contrast was too stark.

Yu Tingwan: ...

Well then.

Every word accurately struck at her heart.

"If you’re so capable, you do it!"

Wei Zhao now couldn’t use Qinggong, even if he wanted to help, he couldn’t get the persimmons down with a stone.

First, his wrist was weak.

Second, the persimmons would shatter if they hit the ground.

Yu Tingwan, being meticulous, started to reflect when she saw his silence, wondering if she had hurt him.

The result of her reflection was...

Wei Zhao: "I can do something else."

Yu Tingwan’s thoughts were interrupted, quite surprised: "What?"

"Better forget it, just stay well in the house, don’t mess around," she disapproved.

After saying that, she couldn’t restrain her curiosity: "What are you planning to do?"

Under her gaze, Wei Zhao seriously raised his hand and slowly clapped twice.

"Cheering you on."

Yes, that was indeed the only thing he could do.

Yu Tingwan: ???

Damn it!

The reflection’s answer was: She was not wrong!

Taking a deep breath, the girl turned to leave.

"Wait."

Wei Zhao called out to her.

Yu Tingwan, annoyed: "What do you want?"

"Wei Shen, it’s not easy to find a wife these days, you need to cherish her!"

Wei Zhao went to take the paper on the table; it was a prescription previously written by Old Man Qian.

It was completely erased and rewritten with charcoal.

"Use this prescription to get the medicine."

Yu Tingwan, doubtful, walked back to take the prescription.

Unlike his frail body, his handwriting was beautiful; even though weak and limp, it was completed in one stroke, more elegant than the tutor who once taught Yu Tingwan to read.

Yu Tingwan didn’t understand the prescription, but...

"I told you, you can’t just take medicine randomly."

Wei Zhao listlessly: "It’s for you."

Yu Tingwan: ???

You’re the one who needs medicine!

"Grind it to powder, stew three times, filter three times, mix the concentrated juice, add beeswax, and boil into an ointment."

Wei Zhao: "For your chilblains."

"The effect is better than the ointment you usually use."

Yu Tingwan was touched.

"Husband, though you care about me. But I bought that ointment in town with a heavy heart for six wen; it was made by the doctor at the medical clinic personally."

Six wen?

Wei Zhao: "No wonder it smells pungent and is rough in texture."

Yu Tingwan gently said, "Doctor Qian said the ointment was excellently made, and he said he bought some too."

Never seen a doctor who has to buy medicine from a clinic.

"Him?"

Wei Zhao: "His medical skill is inadequate."

Yu Tingwan: "Are you any better?"

"This prescription wasn’t made by me; it was developed by a military doctor from the Wei Family Army."

Although the border isn’t as cold as here, to train their bodies, they had to immerse in ice during winter. The military doctor developed ointments for emergencies to treat frostbite and chilblains.

Wei Zhao merely glanced at it and memorized it.

Yu Tingwan: ???

The paper in her hand suddenly felt heavier.

There were rumors that the military doctor from the Wei Family Army was invited thrice by General Wei; his skills could make flesh grow on bones and even snatch a dying patient back from King Yan.

Yu Tingwan couldn’t help but think how great it would be if such a person could treat Wei Zhao.

Seeing her silent, Wei Zhao spoke again.

"The military doctor was very skilled."

"When I was critically poisoned, he searched through famous medical books and ancient texts, referenced ancient life-extending prescriptions left by Zhu Medicine King from the previous dynasty, and after days of discussion, he compiled the prescription."

Yu Tingwan: ...

She understood every word he said, but when put together, it was like she didn’t understand.

Although knowing Wei Shen was at it again.

Yu Tingwan didn’t miss a chance to strengthen his will.

"You’ve been poisoned before? Was it serious?"

Wei Zhao calmly responded.

"Was it life-threatening?"

Wei Zhao glanced at Yu Tingwan.

A bit helpless.

This girl always wants to delve into his past when given the chance. She doesn’t believe it when he tells her but asks every time.

"Pretty much."

Wei Zhao truthfully: "The family even prepared a coffin."

Yu Tingwan: "Shows you have a strong life, even the heavens didn’t take you."

Wei Zhao: ...

It didn’t sound like a compliment.

Yu Tingwan added: "Living is great, isn’t it?"

Wei Zhao: ...

Ever since he said think again, from the moment Yu Tingwan opened her eyes today, she asked how he had pondered.

From time to time, she extolled the virtues of being alive.

Like accompanying her to the market in town.

Or going to watch fishing together in a while.

And moreover, adopting a child to raise as their own.

Wei Zhao understood the first bit, but the latter left him bewildered.

Why adopt?

Was it that she had suffered too much over the years, thus harming her body, making it difficult to conceive?

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Yu Tingwan valued her dignity a lot!

She stubbornly learned her lesson and climbed up the persimmon tree.

In winter, the tree was bare without leaves, making it easier for them to pick.

By the time she climbed up, Yue Shan had already climbed quite high.

The deep forest was unsafe; at night, Hunters Peng would take Yue Shan up the tree to rest. Climbing was second nature to him.

Yu Tingwan was envious for a moment.

The girl moved swiftly, picking one after another.

Once the basket was almost full, she planned to hand it over to Hui Niang, who was on the wooden ladder, to exchange for an empty basket.

But the girl’s hand stopped mid-air.

Besides the basket being filled with persimmons, a crow with eyes as small as mung beans was sitting inside.

Yu Tingwan thought... It’s a bit ominous in broad daylight.

"What’s wrong?"

Hui Niang, having waited for a while without seeing her pass it over, stretched her neck to take a look, and frowned.

"It’s it again."

"Before you got married, it would either perch on our persimmon tree or squat under Lang’s window. Though it didn’t caw to annoy people, it was very inauspicious. Your father struggled to chase it away with a stick."

It came back.

Hui Niang waved the crow away.

Then watched it flap its wings and glide through the air, finally landing steadily on the chimney above the kitchen.

The crow’s black merged with the kitchen’s black.

Hui Niang frowned even deeper, suddenly having a bad thought: "Maybe it’s been on our roof these few days."

Yu Tingwan: ...

That’s quite possible.

But the most urgent matter now was picking persimmons.

Once tired, the girl would stop to rest, breaking one open to eat.

"Auntie."

Yue Shan pointed: "Do you see my house?"

From a high vantage point, Yu Tingwan saw the old house next door. She followed along Yue Shan’s finger point and saw the people walking and the snow-covered fields not far away.

The girl had a sudden inspiration.

There was a towering tree behind the Zhou Family; it was a favorite spot for villagers to cool off in summer. If she climbed up it.

Could she not see Old Man Zhou sneaking into his daughter-in-law’s room!