Chapter 30 Are you still worried that your son is shy?
The snow fell softly, and soon, the newly swept road was dyed bone-chilling white.
After seeing Li Lian off, Yu Tingwan went back to the house.
She did not walk fast, but every step seemed to carry heaviness and relief.
The sharp voice of Wang from her previous life kept replaying in her ears.
[“Your sister-in-law has very little meat on her chest, and she has no milk, yet the child cries like that. She makes me upset every day, are you deaf? Why don’t you go out and see who has sheep and get some goat milk?”] No matter how much
Wang disliked the baby girl, she was a child of the Hu family after all, and she couldn’t just watch her starve to death.
【"Why isn't the meal cooked yet? Are you going to starve me to death?"】
【"Go shovel the snow in the yard. Do you need me to urge you to do something like this? Why are you so lazy!"】
【"Are you tired? What are you tired of? Do you want to be fed and clothed by the whole family? You just keep complaining all day long. Am I being too harsh on you? Go and rub the diaper."】
Oh, and there's little Xu.
After she gave birth to a daughter, she couldn't hold her head up in front of Wang.
Well, she was submissive in front of Wang, but she would turn around and vent her anger on her.
【"You look so proud of me now! It's not like I can't get pregnant again! Sooner or later I'll give birth to a big fat boy. I'm the daughter-in-law of the Hu family, what about you? Who do you think you are?"】
【"By the way, mother hasn't told you yet. She found a good match for you. But I don't know how long you can live after you get married."】
Although the child was innocent, because of these two people, Yu Tingwan didn't have the slightest affection for the baby girl.
The emotion in her eyes became fainter and fainter, and finally she pulled the corners of her mouth and left a light mockery when she stepped over the threshold.
It was not known whether she was mocking Wang or herself in the previous life who was dull and unwilling to have conflicts.
A few days later, the wind and snow surged.
The wind was particularly strong, as if it could scratch the flesh like a sharp knife tip, breaking the branches and throwing them into the sky, and then falling down fiercely.
Yu Tingwan did not leave the yard, but often went to the corner to get something for nothing. Sometimes she could pick up an egg, sometimes she could pick up a steamed bun.
In her eyes, they were all delicious, which showed that Wei Shen was really picky.
Today was the fourth time she came to the corner to look for something, but there was nothing.
Maybe Wei Shen was dying.
The last time she saw him, he looked half dead.
So, Yu Tingwan entered the door of the Wei family again, holding the basket she had taken from the Wei family last time.
It was Hui Niang who came to open the door, and she smiled when she saw her: "Why are you here, Wan Niang?"
It seemed that Wei Shen was fine.
Yu Tingwan shrank her head in coldness: "I haven't returned the basket I took from my aunt's house last time."
"I made that basket. I have a lot of them at home and I'm not in a hurry to use them."
Seeing her shivering with cold, Hui Niang let her in directly.
"It's just right that you're here. If you're not busy, help your aunt light the fire and we can talk."
"I was just about to make meat sauce for your aunt Shi. Cooking food requires a good temperature, but something happened in the village and your uncle went to help. I'm just short of manpower."
Upon hearing this, Yu Tingwan couldn't find a reason to refuse.
She asked, "What happened in the village?"
Hui Niang didn't hide it from her.
"Some outsiders came. They were supposed to go to the county, but you know the road is closed now and they can't go."
"This kind of weather can freeze a person to death. Those people found the head of the village and asked him to help arrange accommodation."
The village is poor, and most of the villagers' homes are crowded with their own families. It's really hard to arrange for a dozen outsiders.
It's almost the end of the year again. Who knows what the temperament of these outsiders is? If the mountain road is not unblocked for a long time, do they have to take them in for the New Year?
No one is willing to provide accommodation for free.
The head of the village had to mediate and summoned some people whose houses were relatively spacious to see how to allocate them.
Among them was the Wei family.
Hui Niang said to her: "The head of the village has negotiated with the outsiders. Those people are willing to pay three cents for staying overnight. Just vacate the house. If you provide them with food, the money will be calculated separately."
Everyone knows that Alang of the Wei family is a bottomless pit. Every penny the Wei family can save is a penny.
Yu Tingwan's memories of her previous life were so fragmented that she didn't know there were outsiders: "Then did the uncle go to bring someone back?"
Hui Niang paused slightly, looking at Wei Zhao who was sitting not far away without blinking, with a trace of worry in her eyes.
"The house can accommodate people."
Xiao Niang's room has been empty for a long time.
Hui Niang: "But I discussed it with his father for a long time, and I still feel it's not right."
"Alang is not in good condition. I'm afraid that he will feel uncomfortable with too many people."
Yu Tingwan: ...
Are you still worried that your son is shy?
Hui Niang: "With more people at home, there will be more things to do. The village just wants to take care of us, but I appreciate the kindness, but forget it."
After entering the kitchen, Hui Niang asked Yu Tingwan to warm up by the fire, while she sat on a wooden stool to deal with the shrimps caught in the river, pulling out the shrimp thread with swift movements.
These were all agreed with Widow Shi in advance, and she was asked to prepare them and bring them over.
This meat sauce is rich in ingredients. In addition to the fat and lean meat, there are also beans, firm shrimp meat, fresh black fungus...
Hui Niang moved quickly: "Let's have dinner at home later."
Yu Tingwan was motivated when she heard this.
"Then auntie, do you want me to peel garlic for you?"
"No, be careful not to burn your hands."
Yu Tingwan looked down at her hands that were severely frostbitten and cracked in several places.
A simple sentence made her eyes red.
She was in the Hu family, and she would only hear.
["All country people are like this? Why are you so squeamish?"]
She didn't insist and put the basket down.
After all, she was grateful for what she had received. Seeing that Hui Niang didn't look in this direction, Yu Tingwan looked around, took out the bowls from the basket, and quickly stuffed them into the place where the Wei family placed the bowls and plates.
After doing all this, she felt that a gaze fell on her.
It was not strong.
But there was no kindness either.
Yu Tingwan looked over.
She saw Wei Zhao lying on a chair not far away, quietly and as if he had no sense of existence.
He didn't know how long he had been lying there.
The Wei family couple always kept a close eye on people before they felt at ease.
Wei Zhao didn't have any worldly airs, and he looked lifeless, depressed and sad.
On the contrary, when he was talking nonsense in the rain in the yard that day, he thought he was a real person.
I don't know what he has been through.
Wei Zhao stared at her with drooping eyelids.
Oh, Yu Tingwan saw what kind of look that was.
The look of watching a monkey perform.
However, Yu Tingwan didn't bother with him.
After being fed a few times, she felt that Wei Zhao was a pretty good person.
Yu Tingwan was not afraid of him.
The little girl smiled at him generously.
Wei Zhao slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the amulet in his hand.
"Oh."
Hui Niang suddenly thought of something.
"I said I forgot something, it turns out you forgot to boil the medicine."
She said angrily: "Alang, why didn't you remind me?"
Yu Tingwan: ...
He has already poured the medicine, how could he remind me.
Sure enough, Yu Tingwan saw Wei Zhao's dark eyes move, and a strong resistance appeared.
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