The wound on Wei Zidu's leg required dressing every day, and with the tonic brewed for him every day, Du Yunrou's wallet gradually became empty. He had been fighting for many years, but besides the title of deputy general, he didn't have any money left. Du Yunrou began I'm worried. If this continues, I'm afraid he won't even be able to drink porridge in two days.
Qin Yuan was a good general who cared for his subordinates. He had always sent people to bring him money, food and clothing as subsidies, but all of them were returned intact by the guards. The guards were unwilling to accept his help. No matter how difficult it was for Du Yunrou, she could not help him. He didn't spend half a copper coin from the General's Mansion, but his days were getting tighter and tighter.
At a critical moment, the old woman who used to take care of her came to find her.
Not many people remember the old woman's name. They only heard that her surname was Tao. Since she was the one who took care of her since she was a child, Du Yunrou called her "Grandma".
Grandma Tao looked at her with pity, and slowly took out a piece of yellowed paper from her arms with her old and withered hands, and said tremblingly: "This is the property deed of Du's house. Grandma has always kept it. Miss is now When you need money, take it."
Although Du Yunrou was moved, she shook her head: "Grandma, Du's house is left for you to take care of in your old age."
"Grandma is getting old, what is she doing guarding a house all the time? Miss Tao has to think about her husband..." Grandma Tao babbled and stuffed the house deed into her hand and said with pity: "Grandma is going back to her hometown now. Miss, please do well in the future and never wrong yourself."
"Grandma..." Du Yunrou's eyes turned red and she swallowed hard.
Grandma Tao patted the back of her hand with her withered hand, hunched over and left.
Du Yunrou squeezed the house deed in her hand. If it were normal, she would never accept it. But this time is different from the past. Now Wei Zidu's leg injury is so serious that the medicine must be changed every day. For her, She said that it was a huge expense and she was desperate.
Du's house was located in a good location, and she found the buyer easily. After viewing the house, the buyer agreed to pay half of the down payment and pick a time in two days to pick up the property deed.
Du Yunrou finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the money came in time to cover Wei Zidu's medical expenses. Although she had money for the time being, her worries were not eliminated. Du Yunrou did not dare to sit back and have nothing. In her spare time, she knits and embroiders. She is a good worker. She just wonders if she can sell some spare money in the future. Although the money is not much, at least she can make a living.
She worked all night and knitted and embroidered some knickknacks in two or three days. After settling in the palace, she went out and set up a small stall. As she went back and forth, people actually came to buy it.
It was just that she was worried about her family's Wei Zidu. She couldn't reach the shore at both ends, so she felt a little tired.
When she went back that day, she had cooked porridge.
Wei Zi was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at her coldly and saying nothing.
Although Wei Zi's attitude towards her has not warmed up in the past month, fortunately, he is not as resistant to her as before. Perhaps he knows that resisting is useless, so he is too lazy to put in the effort.
Therefore, Du Yunrou untied the rope for him about ten days ago.
But for some reason, Du Yunrou always felt that the way he looked at her today had a hint of a storm coming.
She scooped up a spoonful of white porridge and blew it to cool it, but he didn't drink it and just looked at her coldly.
"Today, someone came to ask for the house deed." He said this for the first time in a month.
Du Yunrou paused.
He stared at her: "What is the house deed?"
"The deed of Du's house." Du Yunrou lowered her eyes, scooped out the white porridge in the bowl, and said calmly.
Wei Zi sneered, suddenly snatched the bowl from her hand, and smashed it to the ground, causing the porridge to break into pieces.
"I didn't know you were so attached to love and justice, that you were willing to marry a dead man, and that you were also willing to sell pots and steel to support a useless person!" He spoke carefully, staring at her with a terrifyingly gloomy gaze: "Du Yunrou, what exactly are you planning?
?!"
Du Yunrou calmly picked up the broken bowl and looked at him: "Of course it's the plan of life, Wei Zidu, I am your wife." She is his wife, why does he always feel that she is harboring evil intentions?
"Wife...?" He continued to sneer, and suddenly raised his hand to roughly pull open his robe, revealing his legs covered with hideous stab wounds. Although after a month of recovery, some new flesh had grown from the wounds, but the scars on them were almost invisible.
The wounds on the bones still look shocking.
He pulled her over, pressed her in front of him, beat his unconscious legs hard, and said coldly: "Du Yunrou, are you really willing to be the wife of a useless person? Just say what you want, don't pretend.
Good people come to disgust people!"
"Husband, do we have any misunderstanding?" Du Yunci looked at his rough movements and asked calmly.
At first, she comforted herself that Wei Zi had been hit, and he just needed to vent, so he spoke unscrupulously. But as time passed, she could no longer comfort herself. When Wei Zi looked at her, there was hatred and ridicule in his eyes.
It never dissipated. He always said that she was hypocritical and suspected that she had some purpose in being around him.
He sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Why ask knowingly? My good wife, why do you want to marry a loser? Don't you know it yourself?"
"I just want to marry you and stay with you. You are not a cripple. You just can't ride a horse and walk with your crippled legs." Du Yunrou softened her tone, trying to smooth down the sharp thorns that he had invisibly erected.
: "Zi Du, it's not like a man can only join the army. Even if he can't join the army, he can also go into business. There are many ways to survive..."
"Go into business." She was thrown to the ground by the guards. Fang's face was cold, as if he had eaten a fly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Even if my guards starve to death, they will not go into business! People who have been doing business since ancient times.
They are all treacherous and cunning people who are greedy for profit, how can I associate with them?!"
As he said that, he seemed to have noticed something. He strangled her neck, forced her in front of her, and stared at her: "You said that on purpose to see my joke?!" He looked very angry.
The beast was only injured, its eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and veins protruded from its forehead and neck. It looked very scary.
Du Yunrou felt distressed, and allowed him to strangle her neck until she almost died. She just stretched out her hand to smooth the bulging veins on his forehead: "Okay, if you don't go into business, I won't laugh at you, and no one will
I'm kidding you..." Her face had turned from red to pale, and her breathing was so rapid that she felt like she would be out of breath in the next second, but she still comforted him softly: "The doctor said it's still possible to stand up with your legs...
Du, you are not a useless person."
The strength on his neck suddenly loosened, and Wei Zi was filled with anger. He slumped back on the chair and said, "Bring me some wine."
"Okay." She got up from the ground and brought the only two jars of wine in the room.
This was left over from the wedding day. Since he wants to drink it, let him drink it so that he can sleep well.
Although she comforted him and said it was possible, no one knew whether it would be possible to stand up again. Even several doctors were not sure. They all said that this kind of thing depends on luck.
He drank bowl after bowl, as if he couldn't feel how spicy the wine was. Du Yunrou just watched from the side.
Wei Zi felt bitter. He had worked hard for ten years, but now because one of his legs was disabled, all his efforts were in vain.
After ten years of climbing to the clouds, I fell back to the bottom.
The feeling made her not feel distressed.
There was not much wine left in him. He fell on the wheelchair and became drunk. The wine jar in his hand accidentally fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The clear liquid dripped on the ground and stained the moon outside the window.
It's extremely cold.
She helped him up. Although he had lost a lot of weight recently, his nine-foot-tall body was still so heavy that Wei Zi's whole body fell on her, making every step she took difficult.
In the end, she was exhausted and fell on the bed with him. She was afraid that he would be injured by the fall, so she had to put her body on the bottom and act as a human shield for him. This chapter has been completed!