The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 175: Listen to How Absurd That Is

Seeing Wei Zhao looking sickly and silent.

Wei Shouzhong felt even more heartbroken.

——"You used to love talking, so much that every time you spoke, it gave your dad a headache. Why aren’t you saying a word now?"

——"You must be blaming your dad, for being incapable back then and letting you suffer so much."

——"But your mother only has eyes for you. She tries to talk to you, why don’t you respond?"

Wei Zhao didn’t reply.

Wei Shouzhong helped out by answering.

——"Is it because the wound hurts? Naturally, you don’t feel like talking if you’re not in good spirits."

Soon.

——"Don’t you like the food? Your mother specially stewed it. The meat you loved most as a child, has your taste changed?"

Wei Zhao didn’t respond.

Wei Shouzhong continued to assist.

——"Well, I must be muddle-headed. It’s normal that things change over the years. You weren’t as handsome as Ah Yu when you were little, but now I’m a bit confused. Is such a handsome young man really my Lang?"

Back then, Wei Zhao was quite annoyed.

He didn’t manage to die.

Got brought to this unfamiliar place by Fu Meng.

The scissors he borrowed from Doctor Qian to stab himself should have worked.

But... the scissors were too blunt!

Because of this, the Wei Family watched over him even more closely.

Nothing could go his way.

Wei Zhao spoke gently, "I find it noisy; I’ve said before that I’m not Wei Shen."

Wei Shouzhong found it amusing.

He asked patiently.

——If you’re not Lang, then who are you?

Wei Zhao couldn’t answer.

He didn’t want to mention anything related to the past, not even his name.

From the moment he decided to die, he didn’t want to be Wei Zhao anymore.

"Noticing that I truly have no memories of Wei Shen, he hurriedly called Doctor Qian, who diagnosed that I had damaged my brain."

At least for now, Wei Shouzhong wasn’t aware of the truth.

Yu Tingwan couldn’t bear to listen further: "And then?"

Wei Zhao lowered his eyes.

"I began playing with the peace charm in front of him."

The peace charm was kept by Hui Niang.

Wei Zhao asked for it, and though Hui Niang hesitated for a moment, she gave it to him.

She would fulfill any of Wei Zhao’s requests.

As long as it wasn’t something like arson or murder, it seemed she’d give him whatever he wanted.

But upon seeing the charm Wei Zhao intentionally displayed, Wei Shouzhong’s expression changed.

The pocket was sewn by Hui Niang, but it was he who personally gave it to Lang.

It definitely wasn’t the one in front of him.

In the midst of great joy and sorrow, Wei Shouzhong seemed unable to bear it, his body swayed.

He wanted to say he had the wrong person.

But after Lady Xiao left, the home was no longer a home. He and Hui Niang lived in numb despair.

His wife now had a gleam in her eyes, sitting in front of the couch with a gentle expression.

It was a vitality he hadn’t seen in a long time.

A kind of indescribable bitterness welled up, surging to his throat, yet Wei Shouzhong couldn’t bring himself to say anything.

"Perhaps unable to accept it, he left the room with eyes reddened."

"He returned very late."

But after coming back, Wei Shouzhong neither questioned nor pointed at Wei Zhao, asking Hui Niang to face reality.

"He didn’t say anything."

It’s unclear whether his heart ached for Hui Niang and wanted to make her happy, or if he chose to let things be, thinking that perhaps heaven had returned him and Hui Niang a son.

The couple never thought of asking for anything in return or gaining something from Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao’s voice lowered.

"He turned around to brew medicine for me."

————

The carriage traveled along the mountain forest, heading inward.

The wind rustled, causing the branches and leaves to quiver.

Yu Tingwan took a long time to adjust her emotions.

She quietly lifted a corner of the curtain to look outside.

She didn’t recognize anything.

"Where are we going?"

Wei Zhao was drinking hot ginseng soup.

The taste was very bitter, with a strong medicinal flavor.

Wei Zhao’s expression remained unchanged.

A few candy drops were placed beside him.

They were specially taken from home by Yu Tingwan before their trip.

Wei Zhao doesn’t like sweets, he emphasized this many times. But Yu Tingwan always ignored it, stuffing them into his mouth.

——"You will like them, husband."

She was very certain.

——"Just like you love me."

Wei Zhao paused for a moment, raised his hand to take one, and put it in his mouth.

His brows slightly furrowed.

He still wasn’t used to the sweet and syrupy taste.

And as for the person?

Wei Zhao’s expression softened.

It turns out she was right.

He replied, "To a bandit’s lair."

Yu Tingwan: ???

What on earth?

Yu Tingwan was incredulous: "You’re going to cure your illness, why are you planning to raid a bandit lair along the way?"

"More than ten years ago, it was destroyed by the Court, and it’s been empty since then. It’s quiet."

Wei Zhao: "The road at the foot of the mountain is hard to navigate. Even though the bandits are gone, the people are still scared, so no one comes this way."

Outside, the weeds grew in abundance, almost as tall as a person.

Indeed, it had been abandoned for a long time.

Yu Tingwan: "You sure know how to pick a place."

Wei Zhao: "There is another place that’s actually more suitable."

"It’s the closest to Lize County and also ensures complete safety."

Yu Tingwan: "Why didn’t you choose it?"

Wei Zhao: "It’s near a mass grave. You won’t see any living souls there."

Yu Tingwan: "...But not necessarily the dead."

"Good thing you didn’t choose that place."

"Such places are just too inauspicious."

Inauspicious?

Wei Zhao didn’t care.

Even if there were ghosts in this world, they’d be far less terrifying than people.

He didn’t choose that place because he feared the girl would be scared.

The bandit’s lair was up on the mountain, with the carriage winding its way up, though the slope wasn’t steep.

As the sun began to set, the carriage finally came to a stop.

Outside, Elder Ge’s voice could be heard.

"We’ve finally arrived."

He scolded Shunzi, who was driving the carriage: "The mountain road is hard to drive on. If you dawdle until it’s dark and you can’t see the road, I won’t wait for Rong Di to come and deal with you before I do!"

Shunzi: ...

It’s because the mountain roads are bad that he didn’t dare to go fast!

"It’s the General riding in the carriage, so I must take extra care."

Shunzi: "If it were you sitting there, believe it or not, I’d make the horses fly and the wheels smoke."

Elder Ge: ...

I believe you.

"With your temper, no wonder you still don’t have a wife."

Shunzi fell silent for a moment.

He was somewhat indignant.

Very quietly.

"If the General can marry, why can’t I?"

Elder Ge thought.

Wei Zhao’s dogged temper really was off-putting. Yet he put on such a facade that the whole Capital believed he was a good person!

But...

He glared at Shunzi.

"Can you compare to the General?"

"With his face, he doesn’t have to do anything, and there are girls lining up for him."

However, Yu Tingwan wasn’t someone so shallow.

She wasn’t bewitched at all.

She often had to give Wei Zhao a good punch!

The General had such a face, yet the girl wasn’t deterred at all!

Elder Ge then changed his tack: "You’re aware of Rong Di and Chi Yu’s skills. Yet during training, they’re always the ones getting beaten by the General."

"Who could match the General in strength?"

He couldn’t help but recall Wei Zhao’s pulse, strong with Yang energy before.

He couldn’t help but murmur, "Who knows, when he recovers fully, how much trouble he’ll cause. Maybe even have two kids in a year."

Yu Tingwan was just about to help Wei Zhao off the carriage when she heard this.

Her finely arched lashes fluttered, and she leaned closer to Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao had a bad feeling.

But he didn’t have time to stop her.

By his ear, Yu Tingwan’s gentle voice of questioning rang out.

"Listen to that, how absurd."