"Listen to this! With your mother like this, how can I face anyone in the village? How am I supposed to face your uncle and aunt after I die?" An Bihuai slammed his fist on the ground in anger, regretting that he had married such an ungrateful woman.

Zhuang Shuhui wouldn't listen to any of it. No one could control what happened after death; she only wanted to take care of the present and didn't want him to have his way.

"You have the nerve to bring that up? If your older brother knew you were eyeing his wife, I bet he'd be so angry he'd sit up in his coffin." Zhuang Shuhui got more and more excited as she spoke.

The Anping brothers couldn't stand it anymore. The old couple were making a fool of themselves, and it was just making them a laughingstock.

"Mother, listen to me, today is the day of Aunt's funeral. Can't you be a little more sensible?" Anping couldn't hold back any longer. It was common for parents to argue, but they should consider what day it was.

No wonder Dad looked down on Mom from the bottom of his heart; Mom's actions were indeed too much.

Zhuang Shuhui gritted her teeth, seething with anger. "You're all traitors, a bunch of ingrates! What good is it for me to be nice to you? You all criticize me and protect your damned aunt."

She should have died long ago. When An Bisheng left, Zhuang Shuhui went to persuade Wang to commit suicide, but Wang not only ignored her, but also beat her back with a broom.

Anping had some feelings for Wang Shi. When she was a child, if her mother beat her, her aunt would protect her and give her walnut cakes.

Now that my aunt has passed away, my mother is still saying such hurtful things.

"Mother, can't you behave like a normal person?" Anping grabbed Zhuang Shuhui's arm, used all her strength to pull her up, and threw her aside like trash.

"Ouch!" Zhuang Shuhui fell face-first into the dirt. "Eldest daughter-in-law, where have you been? Is your husband going to kill me?"

Qian had been hiding in the house for a long time, not wanting to get involved in her in-laws' affairs. But now that she heard her mother-in-law saying bad things about her husband, she couldn't sit still anymore and went out with her second sister-in-law, Sun.

She saw her mother-in-law lying on the ground, while her second brother-in-law stood by with his arms crossed, watching coldly.

The man himself was helping his father-in-law up and checking his condition.

"Father, if you have nothing else to say, let's go now." Anping frowned, seeing that the sun was high in the sky and it was getting late.

An Bihuai didn't bother to look at his wife again, shook his arm, and walked outside.

Anping turned to Qian and said, "Help Mother into the house, tidy up a bit, and then go help over there."

Ms. Qian herself wanted to go, but she was afraid that her family would not agree. Now that her husband had given the order, she happily nodded.

The old lady helped them a lot last time, and Qian wanted to go from the bottom of her heart.

She hasn't slept well for the past two nights because she's thinking about how her aunt really is gone.

"None of you are allowed to touch me." Zhuang Shuhui cried until her eyes were red. She didn't want to get up; she had lost all face.

Sun had always disliked Zhuang Shuhui's character, and since she didn't want to get up, she let her stay lying down.

"Sister-in-law, let's ignore her and go tease her." Sun swayed her slender waist, glared at Zhuang Shuhui, and was about to go back into the house.

Qian was caught in a dilemma. Although her mother-in-law wasn't very kind to her, she was still an elder. Would it be inappropriate to let her lie on the ground like that?

After thinking for a while, Qian bent down to help, but as soon as she touched Zhuang Shuhui's arm, the other woman shoved her away, and Qian fell to the ground with a thud, feeling excruciating pain.

"You slut, you and your man are both ingrates!" Zhuang Shuhui cursed fiercely.

After taking a few steps, Sun saw Qian fall to the ground and quickly turned around to help her up. "Sister-in-law, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Qian's eyes were brimming with tears, but she forced herself to stand up despite the pain.

“I told you to ignore her, she’s just a crazy woman,” Sun said in a low voice, afraid her mother-in-law would hear.

Zhuang Shuhui had sharp ears, and she jumped up from the ground in a flash, leaping three feet high. "You slut, who are you calling a crazy old woman? Believe me or not, I'll make An Chang divorce you."

Sun stared at her mother-in-law with wide eyes and sneered, "You can make him divorce me, I'd be happier than ever, I've had enough of this poor life."

With her looks, finding a rich man to be her mistress wouldn't be a problem.

Qian tugged at her sleeve, reminding her not to act impulsively.

Zhuang Shuhui was furious, her eyes were red, and she looked frightening.

"I think you've all gone too far!" Without thinking twice, she grabbed a broom from the yard and started hitting her two daughters-in-law.

"Run!" Sun grabbed Qian's hand and ran out quickly.

"You two sluts, stop right there!" Zhuang Shuhui picked up a broom and chased after him, but her foot slipped, and she tumbled backward, losing her balance.

Zhuang Shuhui was completely stunned by the fall.

Qian ran outside, heard the commotion in the courtyard, and stopped to go back and check.

Sun wouldn't let go, pulling her forward, "Alright, she'll be fine, let's go quickly."

According to custom, the deceased must be buried in the morning, and the banquet can only be held at noon.

"Dou Dou, you take Anji and walk in front." Wang Qiqiang's grandfather was in charge of the funeral arrangements, and he was busy making arrangements before the funeral procession.

Yuan Doudou listened attentively, afraid of missing any details.

This was the first time she had experienced something like this. The last time was when the original owner attended her father-in-law's funeral. She was young then and had almost forgotten about it.

An Bihuai walked behind Yuan Doudou with her son, her head down, looking extremely sad.

"This second brother of mine wasn't even this heartbroken when his older brother passed away," a villager muttered as they walked by.

"Don't talk nonsense." Someone stopped them; it's best to speak less in this kind of situation.

The gossipers immediately fell silent; it wasn't worth losing face over someone like An Bihuai.

The group arrived at the site in a grand procession. After completing the ceremony, the coffin bearers carefully worked together to place the coffin into the grave.

This is the most laborious step in the burial procession. After the coffin is placed, the mourners surround the cemetery, their weeping so loud it shakes heaven and earth.

Yuan Doudou was the calmest person in the crowd. She calmly watched Wang Qiqiang and the others scatter soil on the coffin.

Several elders in the village, upon seeing the soil being scattered, jumped into the pit, crying and shouting, but fortunately someone pulled them back.

The funeral music was played with great passion, spreading a sorrowful atmosphere that moved everyone who heard it.

"Mother, rest in peace, Father. I will take care of this family," Yuan Doudou murmured to herself.

After noon, halfway through the banquet, Yuan Doudou was tidying up Wang's clothes.

Besides some burial clothes, she deliberately kept a few relatively new clothes as a memento.

Zhang Aiju was greeting guests and didn't see Dou Dou, so she asked Wang Qiqiang to look for her.

Wang Qiqiang searched the entire courtyard but found no one there, so he guessed she was inside.

Standing at the door, he looked at Yuan Doudou from afar.

Her slender figure, standing in the sunlight, was captivating.