Qiao Yunni understood what Grandma Qiao meant.
She's only in her early thirties. If you live a long life, thirty is still quite young.
Therefore, the Qiao family elders did not want her to spend the rest of her life alone.
“Mom, I know that Brother Qin is very ambitious and is becoming more and more outstanding. But I am very satisfied with my current life. With everyone by my side, I feel happy and content. That’s enough.”
"I won't marry, so you don't need to worry about me being all alone after you all pass away and the family separates. It won't be like that."
In the past, Qiao's parents would have tried to persuade Qiao Yunni to marry Lian'er and, even if Lian'er was able to take care of Yunni, Yunni could have another child, which would make her later years easier.
But when they learned of Lian'er's determination to stay at home, they changed their minds.
"Alright, whatever you say. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters. The Qiao family is such a large family, and in a few years, the children will be running all over the place again. It'll just get more and more lively." Old Mrs. Qiao patted her daughter's hand.
In the past few days, news of Song Laosan's execution and beheading has spread throughout Datian Village.
Although Datian Village is different now, the two elders of the Song family still like to sit at the entrance of the village and chat with their old brothers and sisters, reminiscing about the old days. As they talk, they eventually talk about Song Laosan.
"What? Song Laosan even went to the capital, got a job, and enjoyed a period of glory."
"This guy is really something else. No matter how you beat him, he's impossible to kill. When he disappeared from his post, so many soldiers searched for him, turning over every mountain within a 300-mile radius, but they couldn't find him. Who would have thought he would end up in the capital?"
"Sigh, if Song Laosan had followed the right path, if he had any conscience, with his intelligence, he could have reached a higher position and lived a life of luxury."
“If someone’s mind is crooked, and you talk to them about morality and conscience, they’ll just think you’re ridiculous. It’s like how some people who have made their fortune through crooked means laugh at us honest and law-abiding people.”
One of Old Lady Qiao's old friends held her hand and said, "Fortunately, they were finally beheaded and all of them died. Otherwise, with your Qiao family in the capital and Song Laosan also in the capital, who knows how much trouble it would have caused you."
"Yes, yes, Lian'er has put in a lot of effort. Lian'er is the one who has worked the hardest in our Qiao family," said Old Mrs. Qiao.
"We older folks can't compare to Lian'er's brains. Whatever Lian'er arranges, our whole family does it. We've made it through the journey without any major incidents."
The villagers were filled with envy. In fact, the Qiao family was no different from other families in the village at first. In fact, because their paddy fields were located right next to a river that was prone to flooding, their harvests were always poor, and they lived a worse life than most of the villagers.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Lian'er suddenly had a breakthrough, and not only that, she returned to the Qiao family and led the whole family to wealth and prosperity.
It was as if God had suddenly smiled upon her.
If their family also produced a sickle, they would be just like the Qiao family. Alas, such good fortune and opportunities are something we can only envy.
After praising the sickle, the two elders of the Qiao family returned home satisfied.
The ruins of the Song family home, burned down by fire, are overgrown with weeds, making it impossible to remember what it used to look like.
However, one day when Qiao Lian'er was passing by the road next to the Song family, she noticed that the withered, yellow grass that had been quiet suddenly began to shake and sway wildly, as if it were making a silent protest.
Qiao Lian'er smiled. It seemed that even though the Song family members perished in that fire and became ghosts, they had not forgotten their hatred for her.
She came into this world carrying a space with her, so she wasn't surprised by things like ghosts and gods; many things are simply inexplicable.
So she stopped and looked at the patch of weeds.
“I have heard that those who die unjustly will repeat the process of death over and over again. I imagine you must be burning in the fire every day, which must be very unpleasant. So let me alleviate your suffering.”
As she spoke, Qiao Lian'er beckoned to the children playing nearby and gave each of them a handful of candy.
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