The next day, Jiang Yu and Shen Ying got up early to check on the situation in the neighboring town. Zhao Meiyun also got up early, first preparing breakfast, then taking out a yellowed piece of paper from her pocket and unfolding it.

"This is the address your older brother left when he got married. So many years have passed, I don't know if it's still here."

She handed the paper to Jiang Yu, and the woman looked at it closely and felt that the location was very familiar.

Time was of the essence, and there was no time to think. In order to save time, the man specifically borrowed a motorcycle from Zhang Ergou.

"Brother Ying, it's a deal. This car won't be lent to you for nothing. When you come back in a military vehicle, you'll have to let your brother have some fun too, right?"

Zhang Ergou cherished that old car, and only after receiving repeated promises from the man did he reluctantly hand over the car keys.

Before leaving, he specifically instructed that it wouldn't be too late for Shen Wan and the others to go over after things were settled at home. Mainly, he had heard that many people had seen Jiang Meier these past two days, and he didn't know what her purpose was in wandering around the area.

Shen Wan readily agreed and picked up the eggs on the table to peel for Shen Niannian.

Once Jiang Yu got on the motorcycle, the man floored the accelerator and rode for two miles. It has to be said, although Zhang Ergou's motorcycle was a bit old, it was quite easy to ride. He thought that after paying off his debts, he might need to buy one as a backup.

At that time, it will be extremely convenient whether you go to the city or run any errands.

Thinking of this, he asked slowly:

"Jiang Yu, can you ride a bike?"

The woman sitting in the back seat had her hair disheveled by the whistling wind. As she savored the scent of the soil in the fields, she was suddenly startled by the man's question and paused.

She can drive a car, let alone a motorcycle or a bicycle. But while she can drive, this scenario doesn't allow for a definitive answer.

Jiang Yu hesitated, which the man interpreted as an offense, making him feel somewhat guilty. They were both children who grew up in impoverished families, probably never even ridden in an oxcart, let alone a two-wheeled vehicle. Thinking of this, he said with remorse:

"It's okay, I'll teach you slowly when I have time later."

Before the woman could even utter a word of praise, a procession approached. They wore bright red sashes, banged drums and gongs, and made quite a scene. Upon closer inspection, on an oxcart at the back sat a petite woman with a red veil covering her head.

The country road was so narrow that only one car could pass at a time. Shen Ying instinctively gave way to the newlyweds, but then he remembered that the car belonged to Zhang Ergou and he cherished it dearly. If he scratched or bumped it, he wouldn't be able to explain it away.

As they drew closer, Shen Ying stopped the car, intending to back onto the side road he had just turned onto. The wedding procession opposite him saw his intention, slowed down, and waited for him to make way.

After the procession passed smoothly, to express their gratitude, the elderly man in charge of the wedding procession took out a handful of wedding candies and presented them to the groom.

"Thank you, we've also shared in the joy. We wish the newlyweds a long and happy marriage and many children."

Out of politeness, Jiang Yu accepted the candy and said many auspicious words.

"Hey, aren't you the fake bride from Old Jiang's family?"

In the group, a sharp-eyed young man recognized Jiang Yu and pointed at her in surprise. It's no wonder he has a good memory; this woman has a face that's unforgettable, making it hard to forget her.

"And what are you guys doing here, the ones who tried to steal the bride that day?"

Although it was clarified at the time that the two of them were the original couple and had children, the memory of being beaten, and the man's skillful and deadly attack, still left these young men with some lingering trauma.

"We've come to visit relatives."

Jiang Yu was surprised for a moment, then slowly explained. She hadn't expected to run into an acquaintance in such a small town, especially one with whom she harbored resentment.

"Your Jiang Village is seven or eight kilometers away from here. You came here to visit relatives? That doesn't make sense."

The young man who recognized them first, noticing the unnatural expressions on their faces, took two steps back and said warily:

"You're not here to kidnap the bride again, are you?"

No...no.

The man's face darkened; he couldn't bear being misunderstood. Jiang Yu awkwardly waved her hands, even her speech becoming stammering.

"Uncle, that fake bride and the man who tried to steal the bride last time are here again."

He gave a shout, and the wedding procession surrounded the oxcart, fearing that the same thing would happen again.

The man who was called "uncle" stepped out from the crowd, looked the two of them over carefully, and began to complain.

"Hey you two, why don't you find someone else to rob me? Or are you hired to cause me trouble?"

When they met on a narrow path, the carpenter sighed.

Upon seeing who it was, the two were stunned for a moment, and secretly marveled: this fate is indeed profound.

"You've misunderstood. We're really here to visit relatives."

Seeing that no matter how she explained, no one believed her, Jiang Yu paced anxiously. She was clearly the victim last time, so how did she end up being the perpetrator?

"You've come all this way to visit relatives, so tell us, what are your relatives' names? Let's see if we recognize them."

The carpenter was determined to get to the bottom of things, aiming to eliminate any potential problems. Otherwise, if the matter escalated to their home and their mentally challenged son had another episode, seeking compensation from them would be a completely different matter.

"Shen Ci, do you know him?"

The woman glanced at Shen Ying, and in the instant their eyes met, they understood each other perfectly.

"Shen Ci? The name sounds familiar, is he from our village?"

He initially thought the two were making things up, but to his surprise, they actually said their names. However, it sounded like a naming convention used by the younger generation, something he hadn't heard of before.

"The son-in-law of Shi Sanjin's family, who lives with us, came to our house to borrow money a few days ago because his child was sick and hospitalized."

Someone reminded him, and the carpenter remembered. There was indeed such a family, but because Stone Village was so large, and the family Jiang Yu mentioned was always low-key, few people paid attention to them.

Hearing that the child was sick and hospitalized, and that they needed money, Shen Ying felt a pang of heartache. She couldn't fathom how helpless her older brother must have been to have nowhere else to turn, risking being looked down upon by his wife's family, and finally seeking their help.

However, it seems that the eldest sister-in-law's family is reasonable or easy to get along with; otherwise, knowing their reputation in the army, they would have rushed to establish kinship ties long ago.

"So you're really not here to kidnap the bride?"

After confirming the answer several times and receiving a satisfactory response, the carpenter turned and pointed to the village not far ahead.

"You're from their son-in-law's family, right? You've come for the child? See the village behind you? That's Shi Village. There's a road leading straight to the innermost part of the village. The family you're looking for is there."

After hearing this, the two quickly thanked him and turned the car around. Just as they were about to look in the direction the carpenter had pointed out, they were interrupted by the unexpected words.

"Shi Sanjin has a cousin and a nephew who are trying every means to transfer his inheritance to their own names. Moreover, these two are very scheming, so they should be careful."