Chapter 62: Stop crying for irrelevant people
The scene stopped abruptly.
The goal is the Wei family’s old bed.
Yu Tingwan’s breathing was slightly stagnant, and obvious shock flashed through his eyes.
What I just saw was a past life.
But my husband from the previous life didn’t return to Linxi Village? What happened? Why do you still seem to be old friends with the new county magistrate?
Yu Tingwan pursed her lips, but she knew too little information, just scattered fragments, and she really couldn't find a reasonable answer.
Wei Zhao woke up again during the night.
He was weak, sleepy, and alert. I always feel like I'm being stared at by a pair of eyes in my sleep.
Take a look. Oh, it's Yu Tingwan.
The girl was very preoccupied, with doubts in her eyes and she hesitated to speak.
However, Wei Zhao didn't want to ask.
He turned over with difficulty and faced her away.
The next moment, the girl turned him over again.
“……”
Wei Zhao looked languid and spoke slowly: "Did I recruit you?"
Yu Tingwan: "Yeah!"
"Then...I am quite...unjustly accused."
This tone... you are so squeamish.
Yu Tingwan took a deep breath and asked directly: "Tell me the truth, do you know a very capable person?"
This is very important to Yu Tingwan.
If Wei Zhao knew the future Magistrate Xiao, would there be any clues to find him and the doctor who treated him?
The doctor saved Wei Zhao in his previous life!
When he woke up after half a year, Wei Zhao didn’t want to wake up!
It can be seen that this person has very superb medical skills.
Yu Tingwan suppressed her excitement, and there seemed to be a galaxy hidden in her eyes. In the dimness of the room, the moles on the girl's eyebrows seemed to be shining with light.
Wei Zhao looked at her inexplicably and did not want to find out why Yu Tingwan asked this question.
But seeing her serious face, Wei Zhao was happy to respond and moved his thin lips.
“Are you capable?”
Yu Tingwan nodded quickly: “Yeah.”
Think about it!
Wei Zhao fell into deep thought.
In these years, he has never taken anyone seriously.
No one can make him look at him differently.
The girl was about to remind Wei Zhao that the man's surname might be Xiao. Just listen to Wei Zhaoyan: "Isn't it right in front of you?"
Yu Tingwan:? ? ? Just you?
She seemed to have punched cotton.
It’s her fault.
Why did you forget that Wei Zhao was sick?
He doesn’t even know who he is, what can he remember?
The girl will inevitably be disappointed.
But she has no connections and no money. The world is so vast, how can one inquire about people?
The room fell into dead silence, and the girl was not satisfied with his answer.
A few birdsong could be heard from time to time outside. Wei Zhao closed his eyes, as if there was still heat on his neck.
On a night like this, his heart was rarely at peace.
Just when Yu Tingwan thought he fell asleep again, his lips moved again.
"Oh."
"You don't believe it."
Yu Tingwan: ...Why is it quite resentful.
Emotions are very important for recovering from illness. Yu Tingwan did not allow Wei Zhao to feel unhappy!
She followed his words in a soft voice: "I really don't know my husband's past, why don't you tell me in detail?"
What can Wei Zhao say?
Said that when he saw Zhongyong Hou angrily beating Xiao Huaiyan, who was causing trouble, he did not go up to break up the fight. Instead, he helped hand over a wooden stick as thick as his arm.
Or is it that when he was eight years old, he knew how to instigate and destroy the precarious brotherhood between the crown prince and the fifth prince? It is said that when the emperor came to express his condolences after the death of his father, he tried his best to hide his overwhelming hatred and also showed respect and gratitude.
Or maybe... the battle at the frontier not long ago was initiated by him privately.
Wei Zhao died and the Wei family army dispersed.
This is an indelible loss to Dajin.
As for what the consequences will be..., what does it have to do with him, Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao stopped talking
The girl didn't insist on an answer. She climbed onto the couch rustlingly and lay down beside him, still thinking about things in her previous life.
Maybe she was too tired, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
It seemed like someone was twisting the quilt for her, and Wei Zhao's voice was vaguely heard.
“Stop crying for irrelevant people.”
“It’s not worth it.”
She wanted to retort, but she was too sleepy and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
The next few days were rare sunny days, but Wei Zhao's health was deteriorating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yu Tingwan did not dare to let him go out again.
Wei Zhao became increasingly sleepy. He would lie down as much as possible without standing, and would not open his mouth without speaking.
Yue Shan was very sensible. When Yu Tingwan and Huiniang were busy, he sat by the bed and looked at Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao's spirit was very low. He was placed half leaning on the couch and coughed lightly from time to time. His eyes were empty and lonely, and his morbid state added a sense of fragmentation.
Hui Niang said ten sentences to him, and it was already amazing to be able to reply with one sentence.
Yu Tingwan found nothing in the past few days except ordinary herbs.
At dawn, she went to fetch the backpack thrown in the corner, greeted Huiniang, gnawed on the steamed buns, and planned to go out. It has sugar in it and it tastes very good.
She was in no hurry to go up the mountain.
The day before yesterday, Widow Shi came over again with money and asked Huiniang to help braise the beef.
The large intestine braised at Weijia last time was so fragrant that no one passing by would be greedy. But when asked if it was a pig in the water, they backed away in disgust.
Widow Shi didn’t like it either, but she thought that the intestines could be so fragrant, let alone the meat.
Hui Niang's legs and feet were not good, and the Shi family was far away, so Yu Tingwan took over the job and was going to the Shi family to deliver braised beef.
I don’t know how long I walked, but the girl finally knocked on the door of Shi’s house.
"Who is it? Here we come."
Widow Shi hurried over to open the door and smiled when she saw Yu Tingwan.
“I was planning to get it later, but I asked you to make the trip.”
Yu Tingwan put down the basket, took out the basin inside, and opened the lid to let Widow Shi take a look. . The braised beef inside is bright in color.
"Mom said don't pour the brine after eating. If Auntie wants to brine something at home, just use it. The more brine, the more fragrant it will be."
Widow Shi was satisfied: "Just by smelling it, it's delicious. That’s good.”
She took it and politely asked about Wei Zhao’s situation, but she couldn’t help but feel proud.
“Not everyone can afford to eat beef these days. It’s because my husband has made great achievements and won the appreciation of his employer that he got such a pound.”
“I’m afraid of spoiling it. This is a good thing, thanks to your mother.”
Yu Tingwan was still thinking about starting the widow's business again: "Everyone in the village said that my aunt's son is filial, and if he has any good things, just take them back. My aunt is blessed."
Who doesn't like to hear this!
Widow Shi also felt that the second wife of the Wei family was pitiful.
She said kindly: "You also know that my elder man is the accountant of the tea house in the county, and he is quite capable. I will wait until your man is better. They are all from the same village, and the elder man can also support me. Let’s see if we can let him go to the teahouse.”
It might be a great pleasure for others to hear this.
But Yu Tingwan pondered for a moment and declined: "It won't bother my aunt. I don't ask for my husband's future. If he can be well, I will thank God."
Wei Zhaodu insisted that he He is the most capable, and he can also worry about the affairs of Lian Jiazi in the martial arts field. He even feels that he can be on par with the general.
If he were asked to go to the waiter, he would not be able to bear it.
Don’t she know how fragile this man is inside? ! !
(End of this chapter)