The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 239: Taking Her Along

In the days that followed, Wei Zhao frequently went out.

Yu Tingwan often did not see him after waking up in the morning, and he only returned when it was almost dark.

She didn’t say anything.

Wei Shouzhong and Hui Niang also didn’t say anything.

This situation continued until a steady spring rain came.

In the evening, Yu Tingwan was helping Hui Niang make dumplings.

Pork and cabbage filling, also with mushroom and shrimp filling. Inside, there was lard residue freshly fried and chopped up.

The aroma was simply irresistible.

"The exam is coming up soon, and the head of the academy personally invited Old Master Sun to take charge."

Hui Niang said softly, "I heard from Mr. Zhao that he hopes our Ah Yu can also take the exam this time. It doesn’t matter what he scores, but it’s good for him to get familiar with the process."

"These days must have been tiring and exhausting."

"Aunt Zhao is afraid that Old Master Sun, being old, might have trouble with his teeth, so she goes to deliver meals to him every day."

She glanced at the dumplings that were already made.

And there were quite a lot of them.

"Why not take these all to your aunt, it should be enough for her and Nannan, no need for them to cook anymore."

The girl was struggling with the dough in her hands.

She wasn’t very good at wrapping them.

So they looked quite ugly.

Unlike Hui Niang, who was skillful and made them round and plump without breaking the skin, making them look very appetizing.

Upon hearing this, she looked up at Hui Niang with a soft and obedient smile.

"Okay, I’ll go and tell Aunt now."

She patted the flour off her hands. She took the cooked dumplings and carried them to the neighbor’s. Her silhouette was joyful.

Hui Niang watched, but... the worry stayed in her heart. She opened her mouth to say something but swallowed it back down.

When Yu Tingwan arrived, Lady Zhao was just about to start the fire and heat the pot. She laughed when she heard the reason for her visit.

"Great, then I’ll be lazy for once too."

She wasn’t shy either: "The dumplings your mom made won’t be bad."

She simply picked up Nannan and locked the door.

"I’ll take them to the academy to cook."

"Otherwise, if cooked at home, it’ll be too messy to carry with all the broth."

"We’ll eat there alongside, and on the way back, Nannan said she wants candy hawthorns, we’ll bring you a skewer too."

It was a coaxing tone.

Yu Tingwan didn’t know how things had turned out like this.

Ever since Old Master Sun arrived, Lady Zhao treated the Wei Family like relatives.

Sometimes, Nannan would share what she had with her as well.

Yu Tingwan couldn’t... resist that temptation: "Then I want one with more sugar frosting."

"The hawthorns should be big; the small ones are too sour."

Pretty particular in her choice too.

After sending off Lady Zhao, Yu Tingwan returned to the Wei Family. Hui Niang had made quite a few more dumplings.

Once the dumplings were done, they were all put into the pot together, waiting for each to float.

Yu Tingwan went to call Wei Shouzhong for dinner.

Wei Shouzhong was tending to a small patch of land in the yard.

After the rain, the ground was wet, and his hands were muddy.

After washing, the three sat together.

Yu Tingwan didn’t mind the heat, she blew on a dumpling and was about to take a bite.

That’s when Wei Zhao returned from outside.

He had been elusive these past few days, making Hui Niang very happy to see him.

"Have you eaten? There’s plenty in the pot, I’ll get some for you."

Wei Zhao’s eyes were dark.

His Adam’s apple moved, but he didn’t respond.

The sky darkened, and another rain fell, making the light less bright. He stood at the door, blocking much of the light.

Wei Zhao shifted his gaze from Hui Niang to Wei Shouzhong, finally landing on Yu Tingwan.

He heard himself speak.

His voice was slightly hoarse.

"I have to leave tomorrow."

This simple sentence was understood by everyone in the room for what it truly meant.

The spoon in Yu Tingwan’s hand slipped.

With a loud crash.

The empty bowl Hui Niang was holding just now shattered on the floor into four pieces.

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The rain outside began again at some point, becoming urgent, clattering down, annoying.

The sky outside was darkened.

Hui Niang tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Something came to her mind, and she suddenly sat up.

Wei Shouzhong was equally heavy-hearted.

But seeing her like this made him feel worse.

All he could do was give a bitter smile and comfort her.

"These days, you must have noticed. That child probably has a complicated identity. We can’t keep him."

"I know you picked him up back then, hoping to treat him like Lang, to deceive yourself into thinking Lang was still alive, but Hui Niang, he is ultimately not Lang."

The room was not lit.

Hui Niang couldn’t see anything.

She never regretted saving Wei Zhao.

But over these days, she truly treated him like a son. She couldn’t force someone to stay with her for repayment.

Yet, Hui Niang suppressed her sorrow.

She heard herself mutter.

"What about Wan Niang?"

Wei Shouzhong was stunned.

Yes.

Once he left, what about Wan Niang?

Before he could respond, Hui Niang hurriedly got off the bed.

In the opposite house, the lights were bright.

The atmosphere in the room was very low.

The girl had her back to Wei Zhao and hadn’t said a word.

The firelight flickered slightly, and she adjusted the candle wick with a hairpin.

"It’s a decision made suddenly. News came from an old acquaintance I’ve been looking for before, I have to visit."

Wei Zhao couldn’t see the expression on Yu Tingwan’s face.

"After leaving, I won’t be back for a short while. If nothing goes wrong, I’ll return to Shangjing."

There were many things to do.

He couldn’t keep living with a fake identity.

It was time to go back.

Yu Tingwan knew this day would come eventually, but when it actually arrived, it felt too soon.

Suppressing her tumbling emotions, her hand holding the hairpin turned slightly pale: "Need to pack luggage?"

Wei Zhao lowered his gaze, just about to speak.

Then heard footsteps from outside, coming from far to near.

Soon replaced by knocking at the door.

He gathered his thoughts and went to open the door.

It was Hui Niang.

Hui Niang came urgently, not wearing an outer garment.

Wei Zhao frowned, intending to let her in, avoiding the cold.

Hui Niang, however, tightly grasped his hand.

Wei Zhao didn’t like being touched by others, even his mother, Duchess Shun, was rarely this affectionate.

But he didn’t pull away.

Hui Niang spoke hurriedly: "Child, though Wan Niang is the Wei Family’s daughter-in-law, I chose her originally for you, and it was you who had the wedding ceremony. These days you two have shared the same room."

"I don’t know where you’re going."

"But Wan Niang is a good girl, she’s been very caring to you, you owe her this."

Yu Tingwan’s eyes fluttered, not expecting Hui Niang came for her sake.

Wei Zhao spoke gently: "I will take her along."

Hui Niang, however, did not relax, watching him intently: "Wan Niang has had a tough life these past years, I just want your word, if you take her, can you treat her well?"

"If you can, take her, I don’t expect much, as long as you’re well. But I’m just afraid, just afraid of this child out there, unfamiliar with the world, suffering grievances."

"You seem promising."

"I’m just a rural woman, not very knowledgeable, but I know those capable often have multiple wives and mistresses. You..."

Wei Zhao saw her emotional state, and helped her to sit down: "I won’t."

Then he glanced at Yu Tingwan, who slowly moved to Hui Niang’s side.

Gentle.

"I dare not."

Hui Niang thought for a moment.

Indeed.

It was Wei Zhao who often got the short end of the stick.

Wei Shouzhong arrived at that moment.

He was a bit awkward: "She’s just worried."

Hui Niang’s voice overshadowed his: "She calls me mother, her own mother-in-law passed early, I have to think for her future."