The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 185: My Mother Was So Good, She Didn’t Deserve to Suffer

Chapter 185: Chapter 185: My Mother Was So Good, She Didn’t Deserve to Suffer

The wooden door was evidently sturdy, but when it fell heavily to the ground... it shattered into pieces. It even crushed the chicken strolling in the yard.

Aunt Wu: ???

Yu Tingwan turned her head, only then speaking softly.

"Here to do such things."

Aunt Wu was astonished.

But Yu Tingwan had already walked inside.

Mrs. Wang was lazy, and Mrs. Xiao had to take care of the child. The yard was not neatly kept, and there was even a smell of chicken droppings in the air.

The layout here hadn’t changed much.

Yu Tingwan could even close her eyes and know where to go.

She stopped in front of the dead chicken.

"So tragic."

"I was the one who used to feed it."

Shunzi, always observant, asked respectfully, "Would you like me to take it away for a ceremony?"

Yu Tingwan: ???

What nonsense are you talking?

"No need to trouble yourself, we’ll take it back and make a soup out of it later."

She walked over to the pigsty.

"I used to feed this one too."

This time, Shunzi understood.

"I’ll take it away later."

Yu Tingwan walked tap-tap-tap towards the room where she used to live and pushed it open with a hand.

Seeing the inside clearly, the girl’s expression didn’t change.

Aunt Wu followed behind her, and upon looking inside, the already small space had been turned into a utility room.

Aunt Wu was stunned.

"This..."

She wore an angry expression.

"What did Hu Dazhu say a few days ago!"

"He said in front of so many people that this would always be your maternal home, a place you could stay when you returned."

The words sounded so nice.

"Aunt Wu."

Yu Tingwan closed her eyes.

"My mother had a marriage agreement back then, right?"

Aunt Wu was taken aback.

"Where did you hear that?"

Yu Tingwan’s voice was very light, yet clear enough to be heard.

"They were about to get married, but back then, the famine was severe. The Hu Family’s greed knew no bounds, and they demanded two more bags of flour as a bride price."

Aunt Wu: "...That’s true." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Recalling the matter, she felt a sense of sadness.

It was a good match, initially arranged by the Village Chief.

But the hearts of Mr. and Mrs. Hu were hardened, and with the rice jar at home running empty, and seeing Mrs. Wang about to give birth, they set their minds on their daughter.

But could the other family be willing to let go of life-saving grain?

The marriage was called off.

Yet, unexpectedly...

Yu Tingwan’s lips moved, "Unexpectedly, it was common to sell daughters for grain back then. The Old Man had the idea."

"Unexpectedly, after Hu Dalang was born weak and difficult to raise, the family had no money."

Aunt Wu wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.

This was the truth.

She could only speak dryly.

"Your mother was lucky to meet your father later, and the hardships in between were worth it."

Yu Tingwan shook her head.

"That’s not how it is."

"My mother was so good, she shouldn’t have suffered."

As the day grew late, the sunset drooped.

The Hu Family walked home. Compared to when they went out, their expressions were now unpleasant.

Mrs. Xiao held her daughter, not daring to breathe heavily.

"Dazhu."

As soon as they entered the village, someone called out.

"Wan Niang is back; she’s been waiting at home for you for a long time."

Hu Dazhu stopped in disbelief, the worry on his face suppressed. Without caring about anything else, he hurried home.

Hu Yaozu followed.

Mrs. Wang frowned, looking irritated, increasingly displeased: "Why did she come back!"

Hu Dalang: "Mother, it’s good that Wan Niang is willing to come back. This time, you can’t make her leave again."

Only Mrs. Xiao inexplicably felt uneasy.

How ominous Yu Tingwan was.

Every time they met, nothing good came of it.

Meanwhile, Yu Tingwan grew impatient from waiting till finally, they arrived.

Hu Dazhu was especially agitated upon seeing her, not even noticing the broken wooden door.

He stepped forward briskly.

"Wan Niang."

He looked Yu Tingwan up and down, still worried.

People say clothes make the man.

During her time in the village, the girl wore the dresses brought by Wei Zhao’s people.

The impoverished area was nothing compared to the opulent Jiangnan. There was no silk and satin, but all the cotton clothes were of fine quality, soft fabric.

She didn’t love dressing up, nor did she wear any makeup, but her fair skin and good looks couldn’t be concealed.

Her hair was still loose, with few accessories. But standing gracefully, she seemed transformed.

Hu Dazhu wasn’t sure whether to feel relieved, or pained recalling how the girl had been with him at the Hu Family, wearing ill-fitting clothes that were always patched.

"Seeing you like this, it seems you’re doing well at your husband’s house. I’m relieved."

Hu Dazhu: "Stay at home tonight, I’ll have your Aunt prepare some good dishes. We should have a good chat."

Aunt Wu couldn’t stand it: "Such a guest, you and your wife should move out of the room and sleep in the yard."

These words made Hu Dazhu’s face tense.

Fearing Yu Tingwan’s misunderstanding, he quickly explained.

"It’s like this. Originally, we thought that since Erlang is getting married, his room needed to be renovated. We cleared out a lot of clutter and had nowhere to store it, so..."

He wanted to say that Yu Tingwan should endure for a night, staying with Mrs. Xiao in one room, while Dalang and Erlang squeezed together, and everything would be sorted out.

But seeing the girl’s half-smiling face, he swallowed his words.

"What’s wrong?"

"Are you upset with Uncle?"

"Letting Wan Niang suffer was Uncle’s fault."

Yu Tingwan: "You must have said this to my mother before too."

Her tone was cold: "Say it too much, and it loses its value."

Hu Dazhu inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.

Yu Tingwan’s voice was calm.

"The Village Chief pitied me as an orphan, and mindful that you had taken me back to Xilin Village, he was afraid that if old grievances were brought up, I’d be resentful. He feared a falling out would leave everyone embarrassed. So, he decided to have the entire village keep silent."

"For all these years, the entire village played along with your act. How did you start believing your own performance?"

Hu Dazhu’s face turned ashen.

Yu Tingwan: "You were involved in selling my mother, weren’t you?"

"As a brother, you agreed to your parents’ proposal to sell the younger sister who grew up with you for the sake of your son. Ignoring her wishes, ignoring her pleas."

This was the part Hu Dazhu least wanted to talk about.

Yet, it was Yu Tingwan who revealed it.

He couldn’t accept it, stumbling back a few steps.

"Where did you hear this?"

"Back then... we had no choice. Another mouth to feed might mean the whole family starved."

"Wan Niang, you’ve never experienced famine, you..."

Yu Tingwan initially thought he felt some guilt, but she didn’t expect that even after revealing everything, he would still make excuses.

Back then, when Hu Dazhu went to pick her up, it was mostly out of guilt.

Over time, if he hadn’t developed some feelings for her, the girl wouldn’t believe it.

Over the years, she certainly received care from Hu Dazhu.

But the ’goodwill’ that originated with impure intentions was built upon her mother’s suffering.

Yu Tingwan felt that all the bits of interaction over the years had turned hypocritical, disgusting.

The girl couldn’t listen any longer, coldly questioning: "Then why didn’t you die?"

"If you died, there’d be one less mouth to feed, wouldn’t that mean more grain?"

"Old Man Hu and Mrs. Hu were already old, wouldn’t have many years left, why didn’t they die?"

"Everyone wants to live, so my mother had to sacrifice?"

"In the neighboring village, there were families selling daughters, but they still had some decency, asking the human trafficker to sell them to a better place, even for less money."

Hu Dazhu: "We also..."

Yu Tingwan coldly looked past Hu Dazhu, focusing on Mrs. Wang who was shrinking back not far away.

"What did she do?"