Old Mrs. Yang's charity is well-known in the surrounding villages. She has helped others in many ways, big and small. Whenever someone passes by her house, the old lady will hand them a bowl of hot tea to rest, so she is very respected.

After hearing what the old lady said, everyone stopped making trouble out of consideration for her face.

The old lady sent Wang Dujuan away and asked her to go out and find Yang Dali. She finally managed to calm the Zhao family down, fearing that she would say something else and cause trouble.

Wang Dujuan didn't respect the old lady that much, but in ancient times, people valued filial piety, and being unfilial would result in imprisonment. She didn't dare to act like a demon in front of so many people, and went out obediently.

The old lady walked up to Zhu Cuilan, took her hand and said, "Daughter-in-law of the Zhao family, I know you are a kind-hearted person. Today, I am willing to sacrifice my dignity and ask for your respect. Just consider it a favor."

Although Zhu Cuilan looked down on Wang Dujuan, she still respected the old lady from the bottom of her heart: "What are you saying, old lady? If you have anything to say, please speak up."

"We were wrong in this matter. I'll apologize to you again, but can you help me persuade Dachuan to marry Donghu?"

Zhu Cuilan felt a little troubled when she heard this. She didn't want to have anything to do with the Yang family, especially since they had already fallen out. "This..."

The old lady saw through her dilemma and continued, "I know my request is a bit excessive, but Donghu grew up with me. I know his character best. He's not someone who's fussy or pretentious. You saw that his mother doesn't care about him, so I have no choice but to make plans for him."

As the old lady spoke, her heart ached, and tears could not help but fall. "He has a miserable life. He has never had a good day in his life. If I hadn't intervened and raised him, I'm afraid this child would have died long ago."

Zhu Cuilan was a mother and could not bear to hear such things the most, and her eyes immediately turned red.

The old lady wiped her tears and said to Zhao Luochuan, "Dachuan, grandma knows that you have been wronged by this matter, but if he still stays at home, I am afraid he will not survive. I don't expect you to treat him like an ordinary couple. Just treat him as if he were a cat or dog you picked up, give him a bite to eat, and don't let him starve to death, okay?"

Zhao Luochuan felt very sorry when he heard this, but he was reluctant to do so when he thought about being associated with Wang Dujuan in the future.

Being entangled by Wang Dujuan is like being bitten by a hungry wolf. You have to cut off a piece of meat. There will be no peace in your life in the future.

The old lady knew Zhao Luochuan's dilemma, so she took out two pieces of paper from her bosom and handed them to Zhao Luochuan: "These are two letters of severance. As long as Dong Hu presses his fingerprints on them, he will have no relationship with the Yang family in the future."

Everyone was stunned. How could such a relationship be ended so easily?

Yang Wencai quickly stepped forward and held Old Lady Yang's hand: "Old sister, this is not allowed."

The old lady knew the interests involved, but this was already a helpless move. She sighed and said, "I have no choice."

After saying that, he pulled his hand away and stuffed one of the severance letters into Zhao Luochuan's hand: "His father has already put his handprint on it. If there is anything unclear that trips you up in the future, this letter will be a witness, and you can rest assured in the future."

Zhao Luochuan didn't expect that the old lady had planned so much for Yang Donghu.

But he still did not agree outright, only saying that he would consider it and try his best to help Dong Hu find a place.

The old lady felt relieved a little, thinking that there was still room for negotiation.

"I know, Dong Hu is just a brother after all, and I can't let you suffer too much. Come, come inside, grandma has something to tell you."

Then he asked Zhao Luochuan to follow him into the house.

The old lady sat on the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, and took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from underneath. When she opened it, she found a jade pendant of extremely fine quality.

She lowered her voice and said, "My ancestors were quite wealthy, but unfortunately, our family fell on hard times. We didn't have much to leave behind for the younger generation. All I have left is this jade pendant. Don't underestimate its small size; it's made of fine jade. I don't think you can get your twenty taels of silver and the fox fur back. His mother certainly won't prepare a dowry for him, so consider this as compensation."

Zhao Luochuan refused to take it and waved his hand, saying, "This is too valuable. You should keep it for yourself."

The old lady was very firm: "Only if you accept it can I feel relieved. Consider it a thank you gift for helping Dong Hu. Put it away quickly. There are many people outside, don't let anyone see it."

Seeing that Zhao Luochuan refused to take it, he had no choice but to say, "I don't have anything to leave Donghu, and this is the only valuable thing. If you really don't want it, just think of it as my dowry for Donghu. You can keep it for him first, and give it to him when something happens in the future, okay?"

Zhao Luochuan felt uncomfortable looking at the old lady's pleading expression. If he didn't accept it, the old lady would probably worry about Dong Hu's situation all the time. Well, he accepted it first and would find a chance to return it later.

Only then did he put the jade pendant into his arms.

Yang Donghu listened to the whole process in the house, and he didn't know what to feel. If the old lady knew that Yang Donghu in this world was dead, she would probably be too sad to bear it.

He felt that Yang Donghu in this world was luckier than himself, having such a good grandmother who was willing to take care of everything for him.

In that world, even if he was eventually killed by a brick, perhaps no one would shed a tear for him.

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