Yan Xia searched Chen Li's body thoroughly and found only five copper coins. It seemed that the old woman had hidden the silver. Money was never too little. She put the copper coins in her pocket and kicked the person on the ground, but there was no reaction.

Looking around, all she could see was straw and firewood. Her clothes hung from the rafters—one set of autumn clothes and one set of summer clothes, both faded from washing and torn in several places. Luckily, it wasn't winter; otherwise, she would have frozen to death wearing such thin clothes.

Yan Xia took off her clothes, rolled them up and stuffed them into a cloth bag. She then moved all the firewood from the woodshed into her spatial storage. Her eldest son had worked hard to cut all of it, and she took it all, leaving none behind, so as not to benefit the Chen family.

After everything was done, there was already a commotion outside the door.

"Guihua, someone's here! Come to the main room so Aunt Zhou can see you. Hey, where's Mom? I haven't seen her this morning. Did she go visiting someone? There's no one in the outhouse either. Guihua, I'm calling you. Are you deaf? Come to the main room—" Chen Shou's wife, Zhu Xiaohua, was speaking in the yard.

She has a very loud voice, which can be heard clearly even inside the house.

Yan Xia simply went out as well, deliberately closing the woodshed door with a crack in it.

"Oh, you slept until noon? Looks like you're itching for a beating while your mother's not home. You'll be in for it when your mother gets back," Zhu Xiaohua threatened Yan Xia in a low voice.

His eyes were full of schadenfreude.

She was five years older than Yan Xia, but she lived a much better life than Yan Xia. As her sister-in-law, she not only didn't lend a hand, but she also often made a fool of Yan Xia.

"Oh my goodness, you've aged so much in just one night, sister-in-law! Look at you, eating and drinking so well every day, why don't you take care of yourself? Be careful your brother doesn't get seduced by that vixen! If I were your brother, I wouldn't dare get up to pee at night, you know why? Because there's an ugly ghost lying next to him! Seeing that in the middle of the night would be terrifying, hahaha—"

Yan Xia retorted sarcastically.

In an instant, Zhu Xiaohua's face turned ashen, like a shattered paint can, and she raised her hand to hit Yan Xia.

But thinking of the guests inside, she held back.

"I think you're tired of living. We have guests, so I won't argue with you. But once they leave, you'll be sorry! Guihua, are you dead? Come here right now! Remember to pour two glasses of water—" After saying that, she glared at Yan Xia and went into the house.

Osmanthus and winter plum have already packed their bags and are hiding in the corner peeking in.

He only dared to come out after seeing his aunt go inside.

"Mother, everything's packed. Shall we go now?"

Yan Xia shook her head.

Where is your older brother?

"Big brother went to call the village head, he should be here soon. I did what Mom said and had my brother tell the village head to bring the pen and paper." Guihua replied obediently. The two girls' luggage was just a small bag, not even as big as a garbage bag.

Yan Xia saw it all. Once things got a little better and she had some money, she planned to go to town to make several new outfits for herself and her children.

As for now, let's fill our stomachs first.

As time flies by.

Soon Chen Jinfu brought Bai Lizheng over.

The village head of Baihua Village is named Bai Mudi. He will be fifty years old next year. His father named him that because his ancestors once owned a hundred mu of land, but unfortunately they lost it. Bai Mudi has always been a good person. If it weren't for him, the original owner of this body would probably have been beaten to death when Chen Shouguo died.

“Shouguo’s wife, why did you have your husband Jinfu call me here? And why did you insist that I bring the paper and pen from home?”

Bai Lizheng spoke with a smile.

“Uncle Village Head, I’m going to divorce Shouguo. I can’t stay in this house anymore. I’m going to take the children with me. Otherwise, one day my children and I will die at my mother-in-law’s hands. Look how thin we are. Uncle Village Head, you must help us. Otherwise, I will hang myself with the children at the gate of the Chen family.”

Yan Xia's words startled the village head.

“The people who guarded the country are all dead. There’s no such thing as divorce now. Xia, why don’t you remarry? I’ll have your aunt find you a good family. How can you divorce a dead person? Besides, you know what kind of people the Chen family are. They won’t let the children leave. Uncle really can’t help you.”

Bai Lizheng never makes promises lightly. Although he is the village head of Baihua Village, he doesn't have absolute power. The village head is elected by the villagers. He can make decisions on important matters, but if he meddles too much in these small matters of his own village, he will be criticized behind his back.

“I know, I just want a divorce agreement, Uncle Village Head. You just need to write the divorce agreement for me and witness it. I plan to have Shouguo’s parents put their fingerprints on it. I don’t want to remarry, and it’s not to be a widow for my child’s father. I just want to raise my child and live a good life. Uncle Village Head, please write the divorce agreement on the stone table first, okay? I’m begging you.”

A willingness to yield appropriately makes things easier.

Yan Xia has a bad temper, but she is also smart. She will be living in Baihua Village in the future, but she must not offend the village head. It would be best if she could also gain the village head's sympathy. Then she would have no trouble living a good life.

"Well, since that's how it is, then fine. You've had a tough time these past few years, I've seen it all, so I'll help you out today."

Bai Lizheng relented, and Jin Fu immediately brought over a stool and had him sit on the wooden table in the courtyard to write the divorce papers.

The village head had studied for two years and knew quite a few characters, but his handwriting was a bit ugly.

The commotion in the courtyard didn't reach the main room, because the people inside were too noisy, chattering away.

Presumably afraid that she would see it, Zhu Xiaohua closed the door to the main room when she entered the house.

So much so that even after the village head and the divorcing book were finished, these people still hadn't discovered it.

"Okay, Xia, do you think this is alright?"

The village head handed the paper to Yan Xia.

The ink wasn't dry yet.

Yan Xia examined it carefully.

[Divorce Agreement]

【Yan Xia, the youngest daughter of the Yan family, voluntarily agrees to a divorce from Chen Shouguo, the second son of the Chen family. This divorce agreement is hereby signed, allowing both parties to marry freely, with no further disputes. From this day forward, there will be no further relationship between them. This agreement serves as a voluntary commitment.】

[Participant: Yan Xia]

[Parties to this Agreement: Chen Shouguo (signed on behalf of his deceased parents)]

Yan Xia was very satisfied. In fact, she didn't need the divorce agreement at all; she just didn't want to have anything to do with the Chen family anymore.

"Oh, Uncle Village Head, what brings you here? What brings you here? Come in and have a glass of water."

Zhu Xiaohua was wondering why Guihua hadn't come yet. She was about to go out to look for her when she opened the door to the main room and saw a lot of people standing in the courtyard, including the village head.

"Uncle Village Head, let's go in."

Yan Xia ignored her and went into the main room to greet the village head.

The room was full of people, with Zhou Changmin's mother and a well-known matchmaker from all around sitting in the main seats.

Chen Duoliang, the head of the Chen family, was chatting with the matchmaker with a smile, but when he saw Yan Xia, his face instantly fell.

"You unlucky thing! Who allowed you to step into this house? Get out!"

Chen Duoliang glared at her with his small eyes, which was quite intimidating, but Yan Xia wasn't buying it.