Chapter 42 He is not considerate!
The sky was about to end and dusk was approaching.
There were boxes in the yard, not painted, but finely made and sturdy. There was also an unfinished walking stick, I am afraid Wei Shouzhong was in a hurry to go out.
The longer Yu Tingwan sat on the ground by the door, the longer Wei Zhao watched.
Maybe he was tired of watching, Wei Zhao said slowly: "You..."
She was so angry that she glared at him fiercely: "Hurry up and say it!"
"You are blocking my way."
He is going out?
Originally thought that Wei Zhao came out to see what was going on, and Yu Tingwan, who was more or less relieved for this, flattened the corners of her mouth.
Sure enough, this Wei Shen is not considerate!
She was suspicious: "It's freezing outside, why are you going out?"
Wei Zhao was listless and did not respond to her.
Yu Tingwan frowned: "If you catch a cold, you will suffer, go back."
Thinking that she would have to persuade him several times, Yu Tingwan even made plans to forcibly pull Wei Zhao back to the house. But after hearing her words again, the man paused for a moment, turned back without emotion.
A look of surprise flashed across her face, but she was also glad that Wei Zhao was so easy to talk to.
The ground was cold after all, Yu Tingwan stood up softly and went to pick up mushrooms on the ground again.
A lot of mushrooms fell on the way back, but it was estimated that there would be enough for a plate.
She felt uneasy and walked to the door from time to time to look, but there was no one on the road.
When Hui Niang came back, it was completely dark. Her brows were frowned on her usually gentle face. She hurried into the yard. Before she could brush off the snow on her body, she saw the light in the kitchen was on and the voice of the girl came from inside.
"My dishes are not as delicious as my aunt's, but you should at least use your chopsticks."
"You didn't eat a few bites for breakfast, how can you not be hungry now?"
Wei Zhao felt noisy and was about to get up and leave, but Yu Tingwan pushed him down again.
Pressed with one hand.
Wei Zhao: ...
The spoon was forced into his hand.
Yu Tingwan looked at him, feeling particularly distressed: "You make it difficult for me."
Wei Zhao:...
He is the one who is in trouble.
Yu Tingwan got up helplessly, took out the sugar jar from the kitchen cabinet, and scooped a spoonful of brown sugar into Wei Zhao's bowl.
"Okay, now you can eat it."
Wei Zhao frowned and didn't want to eat it anymore: "I don't like sweet food."
The girl whispered: "You are so old, why are you still picky about food? Soon, you may become a father, and eating will make people worry."
Hui Niang didn't rush in. She leaned against the door and looked at the young couple, with more tenderness in her eyes.
Yu Tingwan also noticed her at this time. The man who was circling around Wei Zhao just now left him in a blink of an eye.
"Auntie must be hungry, I made porridge."
As soon as she finished speaking, her face changed.
Following her line of sight, Hui Niang lowered her head to look at the hem of her clothes, where there were mottled bloodstains. She hurriedly said
, "It's not mine." Hui Niang sighed heavily, "It was Silly Girl who had the accident at the foot of the mountain."
She whispered, "She had a miscarriage."
That Silly Girl didn't marry anyone.
Hui Niang was terrified, "When we rushed over, the scoundrels who bullied her hadn't left yet."
She didn't dare to think about what would happen if Wan Niang heard the sound and went to check, and was targeted by the scoundrels!
Silly Girl's body was covered in blood.
"That beast is not from Xilin Village. He looked wrong and wanted to run. If the sons of the headman's family hadn't gone there, I'm afraid we wouldn't have caught him."
"When I came back, Silly Girl was still unconscious, and her mother fainted several times from crying. It's not easy to have an orphan and a widow, and this kind of thing happened. If it weren't for me and your aunt Li Lian persuading us, I'm afraid she would have taken a kitchen knife to chop that beast to death."
Yu Tingwan took a long time to find his voice, a little hoarse, "The father of the child..."
Knowing what she was going to ask, Hui Niang shook her head: "It shouldn't be him."
"Don't talk about people from other villages, there are also many beasts in our own village. They take advantage of her stupidity and use sugar and steamed buns to trick people into going to the rice field."
So Sha Gu became more and more stupid.
She sighed and said: "How can I know whose child is it? What can Sha Gu know? Her mother doesn't know even more. It's just a bastard anyway, it's better to find out that it's gone early."
Seeing that the situation was not right, she and Li Lian were both shocked. The group sent the person to Old Man Qian under cover.
Not many people knew that Sha Gu had miscarried, and the head of the village also wanted to help conceal it.
After all, there are many gossipers in the village. What good things will they say in private? One person's spit can drown a person.
She looked at Yu Tingwan, the girl was tight-lipped.
She looked at Wei Zhao again, well, this one has no mouth.
Wei Zhao slowly added porridge to the little girl's bowl one spoonful at a time while Yu Tingwan was not paying attention.
The moment Hui Niang looked at him, Wei Zhao noticed something and raised his head.
Their eyes met.
Wei Zhao was really afraid of being nagged. Yu Tingwan was still okay, but Hui Niang would nag her all night by her bed. He paused and scooped back spoonful by spoonful.
Just then, a chilly sound came from above his head.
Yu Tingwan, who was protecting her food, was hurt.
"Why did you snatch my food?"
Wei Zhao:... It's really annoying.
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After Yu Tingwan had her meal, she didn't stay long and went back to the next room.
Not long after she left, Wei Shouzhong came back from outside, looking exhausted.
Without waiting for Hui Niang to ask more, he explained.
"She's fine, she needs to lie down for a few days."
He was talking about the old lady Wei who had fallen.
It would be rude for a son not to go and see her.
But Wei Shouzhong never expected that when he just passed by, although Old Lady Wei was lying on the bed unable to move, she was not idle. She scolded him for being unfilial and heartless, and ordered him to chop the firewood outside and fill the water tank.
He had always done these things before. There were so many people in the big house, and each one was lazier than the other.
Wei Shouzhong did nothing.
Old Lady Wei scolded even louder.
Even Wei Shoucai next to him was sarcastic.
[“It’s terrible. I can’t order you around after the family is divided. Second brother, why are you so fussy? What? We use the water and firewood, but mother doesn’t?”]
After hearing what he said, Hui Niang asked hurriedly, “The head of the family went over there. Are you working in the afternoon?”
“No, not really.”
He sat on the edge of the bed and listened to Old Lady Wei scolding for the whole afternoon.
Wei Shouzhong's face darkened: "It doesn't matter if you get scolded a few times, just ignore it. But the money for the medicine needs to be shared equally by the two rooms."
Hui Niang's eyes darkened. She kept all the money in the family, but she had to give what was due: "How much do you want?"
Wei Shouzhong said a number.
"I'll get it now."
Wei Shouzhong stopped her: "This is actually a good thing."
"On the way back, I was thinking that my elder brother and his wife respected my mother all these years, mostly for A Lang's pension and the monthly grain from the government office."
But these were gone, and she had to spit them out.
"Now that my mother can't go to the fields, how filial can they be, and to what extent can they serve her?"
Wei Shouzhong said: "It's time for my mother to suffer."
(End of this chapter)
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