In the suburban village.
Yu Tingwan spent another two days in the mountains learning how to swim. Finally, she could no longer swim in circles, but it was quite strenuous. She
only moved a little bit forward after a lot of effort.
She might not be suitable for swimming.
After recognizing this fact, Yu Tingwan was completely depressed, like a half-bloomed crabapple that had already withered.
At dusk, the setting sun was like blood, dyeing the sky red. The mountains in the distance were undulating. She followed Wei Zhao down the mountain with her head down, like an angry young wife.
Really.
She was like this. Wei Zhao
, who usually wouldn't blink an eye when the sky fell, and who was swift and decisive but calm, was... quite panicked.
Wei Zhao didn't walk fast, so that she could catch up easily.
His tone was also slow.
"In fact, you have made progress too."
Wei Zhao: "You float very well in the water."
Yu Tingwan lowered her head.
Wei Zhao: "Not to mention that Tan Jiang is by your side, even if she is not around and you fall into the water again, at least you can float on the water and wait for rescue in peace."
Yu Tingwan:? ?
Listen, what is this talking about.
Wei Zhao: "And..."
He turned and glanced at the girl.
"You always carry a purse with you, which contains various peanuts, melon seeds, and walnuts. There is a layer of cowhide sewn inside the purse to prevent it from being waterproof. If you have nothing to do, you can take it out and eat it."
Wei Zhao commented: "It's quite leisurely."
He really is! Very irritating!
Just like Xilin Village's every time he commits suicide!
But does Yu Tingwan feel that she has no talent in the water?
She never wastes herself, and feels that it is not her problem!
"I think."
She finally spoke.
"You don't know how to teach."
Yu Tingwan tried to convince herself: "After all, you have never been a teacher, so it is a bit difficult. You are a military general. If I learn horse riding and archery, my husband will surely be able to do it easily, and any advice he gives will be valuable. But the matter of going into the water..."
Yu Tingwan: "It's really hard for you."
Wei Zhao: ...
He didn't say anything all the way, and it turned out that he wanted to shirk responsibility by appealing to his emotions and reason.
Wei Zhao was speechless: "You..."
Yu Tingwan: "Well, I don't blame you."
Wei Zhao: ... "As long as you are happy."
Maybe he didn't refute and admitted it too quickly.
Yu Tingwan felt a lot more comfortable, but still a little unwilling.
Keeping this state, she returned to the villa.
There was fish soup stewing in the pot, and it would take another half an hour to simmer it over low heat. The delicious smell of fish soup filled the air.
I have been eating it these days, but Yu Tingwan seems to never get tired of it.
Granny Ma sat in the yard, peeling fresh bamboo shoots dug from the mountains by the servants in the manor.
He raised his eyes when he heard the noise.
"Miss Shen is back?"
This sight was incredible, and the smile on her face faded a little.
"What's wrong?"
She stood up, wiped her hands on her skirt, and walked over with her crutches.
She looked at Wei Zhao, and then at Yu Tingwan who was frowning.
"But the general made you angry?"
She glared at Wei Zhao.
"You kid, you finally got her help, why did you make her unhappy?"
Wei Zhao:...
He looks so innocent.
Granny Ma pulled up the listless Yu Tingwan again.
Without asking anything, she just said.
"It must be the general's fault, please don't bother with him."
"He is a man who wields swords and sticks, and he is not as good as the eldest son, who is a civil servant and can speak and act properly. He has never been in contact with the young lady, so he is not afraid of being laughed at by the young lady. The Wei family mansion is clean, and there are no concubines to bother people. He faces rough soldiers all day long. If there is anything that is not considerate, just mention it."
"If you don't mention it, he doesn't know his mistakes, how can he change?"
As she said, she looked at Wei Zhao again.
"You should learn more from your elder brother."
But when she said this, she paused again, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"Forget it."
"The eldest young master's wife is good in every way, but she is too strict with rules and doesn't live like a real person. I have never seen her get angry with your elder brother. Your elder brother probably envies you. As long as it doesn't hurt feelings, even if you have a quarrel, it can be considered as a pleasure."
Wei Zhao's eyes darkened.
My father is considerate.
But my mother is too old-fashioned.
My father is gentle and polite, but he is afraid that my mother will not like him, so he speaks softly in front of my mother.
Even when they have done the most intimate things and have children, they still don’t get along like a normal couple.
On the contrary, Yu Tingwan is wild, can talk back, can coax people, and never does things according to common sense.
When she just returned to the mansion, Ning Suchan didn’t even drink tea from Yu Tingwan’s wife. She didn’t mean to accept and recognize her at all.
Now...
——"Guizhi, your wife is lazy and goes out again?"
——"Don’t look for her, let her be. I’ll take a break too. Tell her not to come tomorrow, seeing her gives me a headache."
——"By the way, you should also take care of it, don’t let her always move things into my room so rudely. It’s okay to move, but at least pick the expensive ones. Can I stop it?"
Really...
what my father didn’t do, she did it.
If... if my father was still alive, he would be particularly happy.
Granny Ma smiled and straightened the hairpin in Yu Tingwan's hair.
"I heard from the general that you will be going back tomorrow?"
Yu Tingwan was still a little reluctant: "Yes."
She hooked Granny Ma's hand with her fingertips and whispered: "Next time if you crave fish soup, I will shamelessly come to you."
"Okay!"
"I wish you would come to see me more often."
Yu Tingwan squatted down to help with the bamboo shoots. This kind of thing was easy to do.
Granny Ma deliberately cooked a few more dishes in the evening and soon went to the kitchen to work.
Yu Tingwan planned to run to help.
In the past, she often ran to light the fire for Hui Niang.
She had just taken a few steps when she suddenly stopped.
She missed Hui Niang.
At this time, Rong Di came in from outside, holding a big package in his hand, full of energy.
"Madam. There are more things sent over from Ze County."
It was still very heavy.
Yu Tingwan turned around and ran towards Rong Di without hesitation.
Rong Di was happy, and the next moment, the package in his hand was taken away halfway.
Wei Zhao glanced sideways: "You can leave."
Annoying.
Rong Di: "Yes!"
Wei Zhao shook his arm slightly, waiting for Yu Tingwan to run over.
Yu Tingwan was different from the melancholy when she came down the mountain, and she smiled brightly.
"Did my parents send me something delicious again!"
Wei Zhao: "Go inside and see."
"Yeah."
How could Yu Tingwan not respond?
She thought, there must be the pickled radish she had been thinking about!
After returning to the wooden house, she couldn't wait to unpack.
Wei Zhao leaned on the side, looking lazy.
In addition to the miscellaneous food, there was a bundle wrapped tightly in black cloth at the bottom.
Yu Tingwan didn't bother to eat and continued to unpack.
There were two neatly folded new dresses inside. They
were made by Hui Niang.
Of course, they were not as good as what Yu Tingwan was wearing now.
But the material was soft and the stitches were delicate, and it was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into it.
This was also the best she could get in the small county town.
Her heart was in it.
It was just the right thing to wear at this time of year.
She was afraid that she would be treated badly by Wei Zhao when she was alone outside.
She also knew that Wei Zhao was not from an ordinary family, and was afraid that the patterns of the clothes she made were not good enough, and that Wan Niang might be laughed at by outsiders. Hui Niang also went to Li's clothing store to ask for the most fashionable patterns.
Yu Tingwan held her in her arms with care, turned her head, and said to Wei Zhao proudly.
"It's only mine, not your husband."
Wei Zhao: "Yes."
He whispered: "She loves you the most."
(End of this chapter)
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