Chapter 7
The sky was gloomy, and it looked like it was going to rain.
There were many ferocious beasts in the deep mountains, so Yu Tingwan only walked around the foot of the mountain.
The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow. She had been busy for most of the day and picked up a lot of dead branches. Her hands were frozen purple, and she stamped her feet to take out the water gourd hanging around her waist. She drank a few sips with chattering teeth.
Although she was thin, she was very strong.
How could she be the same delicate young lady Yu who couldn't walk properly and complained of being tired after a short while?
Yu Tingwan tied the dead branches tightly with a rope and dragged them all the way back. After walking for a while, she stopped to rest on the spot.
From a distance, she could hear a quarrel in front, and there were also people making indirect accusations. Yu Tingwan was indifferent and was not distracted for a moment.
I don't know what happened to Liu the matchmaker.
Wang should have gone there.
Just as she was thinking, a scream pierced the sky, piercing Yu Tingwan's eardrums.
"Get lost! You bastard! Others are filial to their mothers, but you are the one who asks me for money!"
The old lady Wei had white hair, leaned on a cane, had a hunched body, and glared fiercely: "I have no money, I won't give you a single penny."
"Mom! This is life-saving money, I beg you!"
Wei Shouzhong's eyes turned red with anxiety: "I don't want much, I just want Ah Lang's pension."
The old lady Wei was so angry that she hit him with her cane.
"He may not survive even if he is treated, why waste money! Your wife is stupid, and you are stupid too?"
"You just think he died outside a long time ago!"
Wei Shouzhong didn't care about the pain, he couldn't believe it: "He is my own son!"
"He was obviously not of conscription age at the beginning, but he was replaced. Do you really have no shame?"
Wei Shoucai, who was waiting on the side, hurried forward to pat his mother on the back to calm her down, and unexpectedly looked at Wei Shouzhong.
"Say less."
"Mom is doing this for your own good. If Alang is only slightly injured or ill, let alone mom, I, his uncle, would also be willing to pay, but he is being watched by the King of Hell."
He was the one who urged Grandma Wei to collect the pension.
Isn't the money in Grandma Wei's hand his? How can Wei Shouzhong take it away?
Wei Shouzhong looked straight over: "How can big brother and mom feel at ease in my dreams at midnight?"
He didn't care about it before, it was nothing more than being exhausted and pretending to be confused. But now that it has been recovered, it is clearly a mercy from God!
Grandma Wei doesn't like the second daughter-in-law, and she also dislikes the children of the second room.
"What are you talking about, second brother?"
She smiled shrewdly: "Anyway, your eldest brother has many sons, and it's hard to raise them. If you adopt one of them, he can still take care of you in your old age."
Wei Shoucai said: "Your eldest sister-in-law and I have discussed this matter a long time ago, and we have no objection."
Wei Shouzhong felt as if he fell into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold. He who never resisted suddenly sneered: "If you don't let me take it, take it yourself."
"If you dare to move, don't blame me for not recognizing you as your son!"
Wei Shouzhong paused.
But his Alang was in danger.
Thinking of that day, Alang was bloody and his clothes could be torn if he was not careful.
The new and old wounds on his body were stacked up, which was terrifying to look at. I don't know how much suffering he has suffered over the years.
The most helpless thing was the wound caused by a sharp weapon, which pierced directly from the chest to the back, and the blood hole was bigger than a fist. Most of the herbs in Qian Lao's house were used just to stop the bleeding.
Hui Niang stood by and cried day and night.
If he has to experience the pain of losing his son again, not to mention Hui Niang, even he will go crazy.
Thinking of this, Wei Shouzhong's anger accumulated over the years completely erupted.
He did not dare to delay, pushed Wei Shoucai away, kicked open the door of Old Lady Wei's room, and rushed in.
"Second brother! How dare you!"
No matter how fierce Old Lady Wei was, she was old, how could she stop a brute-force farmer. She watched Wei Shouzhong search out the purse, and she covered her heart with one hand in a hurry: "You want me to die!"
Yu Tingwan lowered her eyes.
Ah, I really envy Wei Shen.
The wind was blowing very hard, the girl's back was frail, and she walked forward with difficulty and effort.
In the vast world, Yu Tingwan was particularly small. Her face was frozen without any blood color, only the teardrop mole at the end of her eye was shining gently.
Her footprints were covered by the winding traces left by the dead branches behind her.
I don't know how long it took, but her voice was vaguely mixed in the whistling cold wind.
Unlike the usual coldness, it was fragile and aggrieved.
"But Tingwan's father is the best."
The door of the Hu family was half-closed. An old woman in a navy blue cotton coat was sitting in the yard. She was clean and tidy without any patches. She wore a very thin silver hairpin on her head. Her white hair was combed neatly, and she looked very decent.
This is the wife of the head of the village, Li Lian.
Next to her were Wang and Xiao Xu, who were like frost-bitten eggplants.
The snow piled up on the branches fell down, and Yu Tingwan couldn't dodge in time and was hit directly. In full view of everyone, she wrapped her cotton coat tightly, sneezed, and her nose tip was red and shivering from the cold.
It looked particularly pitiful.
After Yu Tingwan called for someone, she dragged the large bundle of dead branches into the house. There was footsteps behind her, and you didn't have to guess who it was.
She whispered, "Is there something wrong, mother-in-law?"
Seeing that she was trembling with cold, Li Lian closed the door to block Wang's sight and the whistling cold wind.
"I came to talk to you."
The head of the village scolded and warned Wang, not for Yu Tingwan, but for Hu Yaozu.
If there was a scholar in the village, the head of the village would be proud
. The matter became a big deal, and there were so many people at the time. Wang's intention to sell her niece could not be hidden. I'm afraid it will reach Yu Tingwan's ears soon.
The head of the village was also a good person, so he just did it to the end and let her come to comfort Yu Tingwan.
Li Lian looked at the little girl in front of him calmly.
She looked pretty, and it was no wonder that Wang wanted to send her to the Dong family.
The smile on her face deepened: "You are a considerate child. You have suffered a lot over the years. Your aunt is not a bad person. Tell me what's wrong. In terms of seniority, she has to call me aunt, which shows that she can teach you a lesson."
"I'm afraid your uncles can't come back for the New Year. There is no man at home to help. If you need any help, just tell me."
Yu Tingwan pretended not to know her purpose and just looked at her flattered.
Li Lian patted her hands and asked casually: "Good child, how old are you now?"
"Seventeen."
"Then you should be promised to someone else."
Li Lian shook her head: "Dazhu is an incompetent uncle, and your aunt is also confused."
Yu Tingwan seemed to be thinking about something.
Li Lian did give her some advice.
She was just staying temporarily in the Hu family. She had no home and would get married sooner or later.
Instead of being afraid of being framed and controlled by Wang, it would be better for her to find one herself.
Yu Tingwan's eyes looking at Li Lian were also much warmer.
She was particularly straightforward: "Mother-in-law, are you going to help me find a partner?"
You're dreaming!
How many decent families would be interested in your background?
But Li Lian wanted to save face, and she couldn't resist Yu Tingwan's eyes.
"That's fine."
"Mother, why don't you tell me what conditions you want? I can help keep an eye out. Why not find a scholar like your cousin who is gentle and reasonable?"
What's good about scholars? The hands can't lift, the shoulders can't carry.
A person with a wealth of knowledge is the icing on the cake for the children of aristocratic families, but for ordinary people, apart from those who have made a name for themselves in the imperial examinations, a few sour poems can't protect them.
Dad is different. He is strong and sturdy, and even hooligans dare not touch him and mother.
Yu Tingwan solemnly: "You need a hard fist."
Li Lian: ? ? ?
Are you very resistant to beatings?
(End of this chapter)
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