The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 47: Undoing the Belt

Linxi Village isn’t big, and all the villagers are staying at home.

Those living nearby heard the sound of firecrackers and came out to take a look.

Seeing it was the Wei Family, who wouldn’t be surprised?

But it’s not appropriate to visit when others have happy events.

If they go, the host has to invite them to the feast, but everyone’s tight on supplies and the food is limited. You can’t just go and eat for free.

The Hu Family is far away, but Mrs. Wang vaguely heard the noise.

With a child crying all day at home, she could neither eat nor sleep well, and had become quite haggard.

She gave a harsh look at Mrs. Xiao, who was boiling water in the kitchen.

"Why are you wasting firewood like this? Using hot water to wash diapers?"

Hatred flashed in Mrs. Xiao’s eyes.

"I haven’t even finished my confinement. How can I touch cold water? If mother-in-law doesn’t help with the diapers and that little wench doesn’t come back, what am I supposed to do?"

Mrs. Wang sneered, "Are you blaming me now?"

"If you want to blame, blame your own belly for not being capable!"

She cast a disdainful glance at Mrs. Xiao and walked away.

Just out of the stove room, she heard from the eldest son’s room a sound like a cat meowing, intermittently crying, as if it could choke any moment.

It sounded pitiful.

But Mrs. Wang just found it noisy.

She spat, left the yard, and looked towards the end of the village.

Whose family is having a happy event?

She intended to find out.

"Look who it is! Isn’t it the future scholar’s wife?"

Granny Fan, who always had disagreements with her, came over with a sarcastic squint.

Mrs. Wang’s face fell at the sight of her: "It’s bad luck to meet you out here."

Granny Fan surprisingly didn’t argue back, instead, she smiled meaningfully.

"Why are you still standing at the door? Didn’t the Wei Family invite you to the feast?"

Wei Family?

The direction of the village end is the second branch of the Wei Family.

Mrs. Wang: "Are you crazy? Why would I go to the Wei Family’s wedding? We aren’t related."

She scorned, "Even if they invited me, I’d find them too poor to bother attending."

Granny Fan chuckled.

"They’re marrying Wan Niang. How come you, the aunt, didn’t know?"

She exaggerated and pretended to hit herself lightly, "Oh my, it’s my fault! Wan Niang doesn’t even bother to recognize you as an elder, leaving from the old house instead. Why call you over to displease everyone?"

She gloated, "Wonder if Hu Dazhu will beat you to death when he returns."

Mrs. Wang froze.

Her eyes widened in disbelief. She tried to find a trace of a lie on Granny Fan’s face but found none.

Mrs. Wang was breathing heavily: "I never agreed! Who permitted her to marry?"

"I always thought she was clever, but Wei Shen is half a foot into Yama Hall! How did he dupe her? She was foolish to jump into this pit."

Right, and what about the dowry?

They raised Yu Tingwan for so many years, they can’t end up with nothing!

Mrs. Wang, fuming, was about to head to the Wei house.

But after a few steps, she stopped.

It’s better if Yu Tingwan didn’t marry well!

Why make a fuss?

She wished for them to marry early. Once Yu Tingwan becomes a widow, let’s see how arrogant she can get!

Granny Fan, fearing peace, was excited to watch the drama but was frustrated when Mrs. Wang didn’t leave and even cursed her.

"You rotten-minded thing, what business is it of yours!"

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Meanwhile, Yu Tingwan was already sitting on the bridal bed.

The red veil over her head still wasn’t lifted; Li Lian said it must be Wei Zhao who unveils it.

Yet, Wei Zhao was still outside getting lectured!

Who told him to have such a bad attitude towards marriage?

The sounds from outside filtered in.

"Lang, you’re really something today! You even needed the bride to help during the ceremony? What, are you unwilling to be her husband? It’s just that Wan Niang is good-tempered and doesn’t bear a grudge against you!"

Yu Tingwan nodded, right on!

"Pushing and shoving when fetching the bride, like a block of wood during the ceremony. Look at other grooms rushing eagerly to the nuptial chamber!"

Yu Tingwan had a stern face, exactly!

"The bride marries to stay with you for life. You must apologize to her when you enter, have you heard?"

Wei Zhao seemed deaf to the earlier words, but he reacted to the last sentence, attempting to speak.

"That’s ominous to say."

Wei Zhao sighed weakly, "Her life might be short then."

Yu Tingwan: ???

The elder was momentarily speechless.

The dark-faced man wearing a coarse cotton coat beside Wei Shouzhong stepped forward excitedly.

"Lang, do you still remember me? I’m your uncle."

Wei Zhao looked over.

"Don’t recognize you."

Zhao Yong’s eyes turned red.

Wei Zhao: "Truly don’t recognize."

Zhao Yong was extremely saddened.

Wei Shouzhong quickly reassured him: "Lang’s mind isn’t quite right now... he can’t remember anyone. Don’t hold it against him, brother."

Zhao Yong, who wasn’t good with words, blushed with frustration, keeping his eyes on Wei Zhao.

"There was a family incident recently, and your aunt and I couldn’t come over. It’s such a shame... but Lang, your uncle always thinks of you."

"Your grandfather cherished you the most. Too bad he left too soon and couldn’t see you marry. Once you recover, take Wan Niang to pay respects at his grave."

Wei Zhao spoke slowly, with a faint grim expression, "But I do have an uncle."

Zhao Yong: !!!

Everyone’s eyes lit up.

Wei Zhao stated a fact: "He’s already dead."

A deathly silence fell. No one spoke.

After what seemed like an eternity, Hui Niang stepped in to defuse the situation.

"Spit, spit, spit! You’re muddled again. You’re lucky your uncle loves you and doesn’t hold it against you."

Aunt Wu also joined in to break the tension: "In the blink of an eye, you’re married now. The villagers are happy for you. Hurry inside, don’t keep your bride waiting."

The words were all too familiar to Yu Tingwan. It was word for word what she heard in the scene when she first met Wei Zhao.

Then came Li Lian’s voice.

"I’m so muddleheaded. Why didn’t I think of pairing you two? So much for busying around all day, but luckily you two eyed each other."

"What’s wrong with it getting dark? Go in, go in."

"You’re not well, you should rest early. No need to socialize and drink, your mother is eager for a grandchild."

The door creaked open and Wei Zhao was pushed inside.

With a bang, the door was considerately closed by those outside.

Yu Tingwan quickly straightened her posture.

Another breathing presence filled the room, footsteps approached Yu Tingwan.

He stood before Yu Tingwan.

Yu Tingwan waited a long while but he didn’t lift the veil. Instead, there was a rustling sound.

Feeling odd, she lifted a corner of the veil to peek at Wei Zhao.

The young girl widened her eyes in shock.

Wei Zhao was looking down, untying his belt, which had been hastily knotted by Wei Shouzhong.

Yu Tingwan swallowed hard.

Not unexpected, really not unexpected.

Just like the scenes before! As soon as he entered, he wanted to overpower her!

Wei Zhao was really sleepy. Ever since he got injured, he never felt rested enough.

Yawning, he intended to ask Yu Tingwan to move so he could lie on the bed.

Before he could speak, Yu Tingwan had already moved.

The young girl lay across the bed like a hero about to be sacrificed.

She took a deep breath, steeling herself.

"Bring it on!"