"Lian'er, let's go home."
Qiao Lian'er nodded, took a step forward, glanced at Shen Xiu with a calm expression, as if she were looking at a stone or a blade of grass.
Shen Xiu was startled, feeling an inexplicable pressure.
It's as if she'll be the next one to die.
Shen Liang lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Qiao Lian'er's calm yet ruthless face.
He looked up at the sky, feeling a sense of frustration and helplessness that one cannot fight against fate.
Qiao Lian'er, the Qiao family is on a higher level, going against them is like throwing an egg against a rock, and might even result in a very ugly death.
"Sis, let's just forget about it," he suddenly said.
"What, what's over?" Shen Xiu didn't understand.
"I think I should let bygones be bygones regarding the matter with the Qiao family," Shen Liang sighed.
Shen Xiu pulled him aside, away from the other villagers.
"Forget it? Have you forgotten who brought our Shen family to this state? Who made you become mentally impaired? The culprit is Qiao Lian'er. The Shen family spent all its wealth to cure you, not only to have you shoulder the responsibility of the Shen family, but also to teach Qiao Lian'er a lesson and repay her tenfold, a hundredfold, what our Shen family has suffered. Otherwise, who can be content with that?"
As Shen Xiu spoke, her tone became excited.
"Sister, calm down." Shen Liang frowned. "Look at the fate of the Song family. One by one, the Song family members are dead, or they have run away and disappeared. We don't even know where they died. Going against Qiao Lian'er will not end well. She will kill people without even blinking."
"Song Dahua and Song Xiaohua, I wonder if they ever thought when they were alive that they would die in such a disgusting way, letting the whole village see their most horrible side."
“Sister, the Qiao family is not something we can handle now. Let’s stop worrying about them and focus on our own things. I will study divination, and you can focus on your business and farming. I’m almost fully recovered now and don’t need much money anymore. We can slowly rebuild this family.”
Shen Xiu bit her lip, forced to admit that Shen Liang's words made sense.
"But, but I'm really not willing to accept this—"
"What can we do if we're not willing to accept it? We're just ordinary people, none of us have extraordinary talents, and none of us have the blessings of God. Let's just live our lives well. Why be so fixated on things that are impossible? No matter how powerful or prosperous the Qiao family is, it's already good enough that we can return to our original lives. We have enough to eat three times a day, warm clothes in winter, a bountiful harvest, and plenty of money. This is something that many families can only dream of."
"Sister, I don't want one day, someone from our Shen family to be left to die in front of the villagers like Song Dahua did with Xiaohua, and even after they're dead, they'll be spat on."
The thought of that scenario sent a shiver down Shen Xiu's spine.
Shen Liangqi chuckled and said, "If you still refuse to see the truth, forget about going back to the way things were. You'll probably end up like the Song family, losing your lives one by one and having nothing left. What's the point of that? Since the other path is a dead end, why not choose the right path and hold onto what you can control? At least, our family is still alive now."
Shen Xiu looked at Shen Liang: "Little brother, think about what happened to you, are you really willing to accept this?"
"Shi Murou and Chu Zhuo got married, and Qiao Xier married Mu Xinghe. You've been insane for so long, enduring all the ridicule. Are you content with this?"
Shen Liang paused for a moment: "I'm not reconciled, but I accept my fate."
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