The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 263 - 260: A Perfect Match at First Glance

Chapter 263: Chapter 260: A Perfect Match at First Glance

"When you were at home, I couldn’t bear to let you do heavy work. How long have you been married, and you already look so haggard. Before you got married, your mother-in-law seemed sensible, but now that you’re truly part of her family, her attitude has completely changed."

"That old hag. No way, I’ll have your elder brother find some tall and strong relatives, like those sons of your cousin uncle, and even my brothers, to come over together. We don’t have to make a scene, but we must show them we’ve got your back, that you have a family supporting you. Big brother is like a father; do they really think all our elders are dead?"

The Daoist first said to Yu Tingwan, "Wait."

He raised his hand to solicit business, "Hey, you in the dark blue clothes, fellow Daoist."

The other person paused, "Are... are you calling me?"

The Daoist considered himself considerate, "Would you like me to calculate when you’ll conceive?"

"It’s not expensive, just two taels. You look kind, so I could give you a peace charm as well, drawn by my own hand. Usually, it’s three taels of silver each."

The sister-in-law furrowed her brow, "Two taels isn’t expensive?"

The Daoist looked so young, not trustworthy at all.

"The peace charms in the Goddess Temple are blessed and free."

This comment ruffled the Daoist’s feathers.

"Can the charms in the temple compare to mine?"

Inside the Daoist Temple, the charms he drew were the best.

"The charms from the Goddess Temple are just for show."

He had seen it for himself.

"Yellow talismans and vermillion are expensive; they look good but can’t really protect. Even if you keep them with you, they won’t ward off nightmares! Those who call themselves great monks, if they were really skilled, would they give them away for free?"

"Drawing a peace charm takes a lot of effort, not something you can scribble a few times and call it done."

The Daoist took out his own.

"This poor Daoist’s is different."

He wasn’t boasting.

Yu Tingwan took a glance.

Wrinkled, the paper looked cheap, but up close, the charm had a peculiar shape, with bright and rich colors, and was smoothly drawn with one stroke.

After hearing what the Daoist had said earlier, she was somewhat tempted to believe.

But others didn’t believe.

The older woman pulled her sister-in-law away, muttering under her breath.

"Daring to compare with the temple, this Daoist doesn’t even know his own worth. Probably gone crazy with the idea of making money."

The Daoist was quite upset.

After all, he spent money on the yellow paper and vermillion he used.

He was certain! He was worth the price!

Just as he was about to put it back in his sleeve,

Wei Zhao spoke up, "Can it ward off nightmares?"

The Daoist suddenly sat up, "Yes!"

"With the charm on, evil spirits wouldn’t dare approach, let alone some shady schemes under the cover of darkness."

"How many do you have?"

The Daoist’s eyes lit up, "How many would you like?"

"If you buy them, I can also calculate when your wife will conceive!"

Wei Zhao: ..."No need for that."

He had also studied medicine under Elder Ge but only knew how to treat illness and save lives.

However, before bringing her to Wuyang City, he had read many books.

For instance, on preventing pregnancy.

Yu Tingwan was still young.

Such matters could be delayed for a few more years.

The Daoist didn’t believe, "The couples coming here today, everyone knows what they are after. You surely came to burn incense, hang those wooden plaques tied with red strings on the ancient trees in the temple? The people at the Goddess Temple said that the higher the plaque is hung, the more effective the wish."

If the temple didn’t forbid it, many people would bring ladders.

Yu Tingwan, "What if someone failed to hang it and it fell to the ground?"

The Daoist raised his hand, "Look over there."

Yu Tingwan followed his gesture and saw an ashen-faced woman nervously bowing her head, pushed along by the man behind her.

The man was fierce, "See if I don’t beat you when we get back!"

"It was you who couldn’t hang it, not me."

"Shut up!"

The man scolded, "It must be your bad luck affecting me! Otherwise, why could others hang it up and not me?"

The woman didn’t dare speak again, only softly apologizing.

Yu Tingwan furrowed her brow.

However... in impoverished places, such sights were commonplace.

Perhaps she lingered her gaze too long, Wei Zhao turned the girl’s head back.

Wei Zhao, "Don’t dwell on others’ misfortunes, lest it ruins your mood."

Wei Zhao suppressed his disdain.

He had read the classics since he was young, knowing women had it hard in this world.

The playboys in the Capital indulged in debauchery, robbing and usurping became routine. Officials were reputable outside, but sought satisfaction through sordid means.

Had those people never read, to discern some principles?

Ultimately, they too were beneficiaries of such societal state.

Thus they overlooked.

Thus they degraded.

Thus they decided women should be beneath them, to be played with under absolute power.

Oftentimes, the world was like this; those preaching righteousness seldom acted on it.

In the turbulent officialdom, how many truly were virtuous and clean?

Wei Zhao had no desire to deal with those people.

He equally looked down on that incompetent man with the patched clothes, yet bossing his wife around.

Wei Zhao didn’t disdain him for being poor.

A humble spirit was one thing.

But he was a scoundrel. Poor as he was, with a bad temper, ordinary looks, lacking any virtues. Despite his partner’s unwavering support, he didn’t treasure it.

In terms of cherishing his wife...

Wei Zhao felt he did quite well.

Wanting to give everything into Yu Tingwan’s hands.

Not because he had money and could afford it.

But because he wanted to give Yu Tingwan more, for which he strived to earn more.

Wei Zhao said in a calm tone, "If I were that poor..."

"And lived like that, if King Yan didn’t take me, I’d feel too embarrassed to live."

Yu Tingwan imagined herself as that woman, "If you lived like that, couldn’t even hang it yourself, and dared speak harshly to me. Even if you had the face to live, I’d send you down."

The Daoist: ...

They seemed perfectly matched.

No need to divine.

He took out a stack of charms, just five in total.

Wei Zhao took them, paid.

The Daoist was wide-eyed.

He didn’t expect Wei Zhao to be so generous!

He sighed.

"Years ago, I encountered someone with a great fortune, wearing fur despite extra cold, but short-lived, I offered to read his fortune for free.

"That person believed in taking advantage of free things and agreed."

"But I hinted he could buy a charm. He had maidservants following him, but upon hearing it cost money, his face soured, saying he’d rather it cost him his life."

Yu Tingwan, ...

She might know this person...

She just wouldn’t point out Ying Fuyan.

The Daoist stood up excitedly, "Made enough, closing shop!"

Wei Zhao also pulled Yu Tingwan up.

Guarding her as they walked forward.

He planned to make some pouches later, put the peace charms inside, let the girl hang it from her waist, and place one under her pillow for sleep.

Yu Tingwan had still been dreaming frequently of graves these days.

They had changed the Calming Incense many times, yet it was no use.

Yu Tingwan, "Where are we going now?"

If not for the Daoist’s words, she was actually quite keen to visit the temple.

But clearly, she no longer wanted to go.

Wei Zhao softly suggested, "Eat?"

Yu Tingwan, "Not hungry yet."

Wei Zhao, "Go sit in a teahouse?"

Yu Tingwan thought for a moment, "Don’t want to."

"Then shall we visit the Zhu Family?"

Yu Tingwan was taken aback.

"Why visit there?"

Wei Zhao’s tone was very casual.

"Oh."

He continued slowly, "To check on my property."

Yu Tingwan: ???

What the heck?

Wei Zhao added, "It’s also yours."