“What’s your neighborhood committee doing? You can’t even find the landowner. Let me tell you, if you don’t give me the landowner’s contact information right now, I’m going to throw manure at your door.”
Huang Ming's men are a bunch of brutes who usually use this method to collect protection money.
They actually used this tactic against the neighborhood committee.
The neighborhood committee members panicked. Although they could call the police, it wouldn't be honorable to talk about it!
Moreover, it is true that I did not do my job well.
When Wenli retired, she said that the owner of that land was not short of money and was not in a hurry to sell it, so the person who took over did not know who the owner of the land was.
At the time, everyone thought it would be good to plant trees all over that land, as it would also benefit the environment, so they didn't ask who the owner was.
If someone comes looking for us with the land deed later, it's not too late to register it.
Who would have thought that someone would use such methods to threaten them and insist on buying the land!
"Here's an address, go find it yourselves. She knows who the landowner is." The neighborhood committee member relented.
Huang Ming's men used Wen Li's address to find her home.
At this moment, Wen Li was stroking the frame containing Mu Chengyi's portrait, muttering to herself.
She now has a full head of white hair, a face covered in age spots, and her body is as thin as a bundle of firewood, as if she might spontaneously combust at any moment.
Hearing the noise, she looked up blankly and asked in a hoarse, aged voice:
"Is that Xiaoting back? Xiaoting, I'm so cold, can you find my cotton-padded coat for me?"
Huang Ming's subordinate kicked open the unlocked door, stared at her fiercely, paused, and his fierce expression softened.
Even the most vicious person, when faced with an old woman on her deathbed, ultimately couldn't bring himself to use brutal methods.
"Grandma, I just want to ask, who owns the land in the woods on the west side of the river?"
Wen Li's cloudy eyes swept over the newcomer, seemingly seeing him clearly, yet also seemingly not seeing him at all, before she lowered her head again.
Why are you asking this?
"Here's the thing, our boss wants to buy that piece of land and is willing to pay a high price." The man was already getting a little impatient.
After she finished speaking, what felt like an eternity had passed, and he was growing increasingly impatient, before he finally heard her slowly say:
“That land is not for sale. My husband is buried there, and the landowner is my husband’s son. I don’t know where he is now.”
After she finished speaking, she seemed to be lost in a distant memory.
The man was furious. What kind of answer was that? What did he mean by "husband's son"? Wasn't he just playing with him?
Thinking this, the man grabbed Wenli by the collar and lifted her up like a chick. Then, feeling that it was a bit heartless to bully such an old woman, he let go and threw her heavily to the ground.
Then, he stormed off in a huff.
Wenli, who had collapsed to the ground, was so grief-stricken that she didn't even feel the "crack" of her leg breaking; she just sat there blankly.
Fortunately, when Mu Xiaoting returned from shopping, she found her sitting on the cold ground and quickly helped her up.
"Mom, why did you fall? Ouch, your leg..."
Feeling that her legs were dangling, Mu Xiaoting immediately carried her to the hospital.
I've lost count of how many times she's been to the hospital in the past few months.
Since Mu Chengyi passed away a few months ago, she has become like this, sometimes lucid and sometimes confused, and it is said that she has Alzheimer's disease.
Actually, her condition didn't start after Mu Chengyi's death; for the previous twenty years, she had always lived in a state of awkwardness.
After Elaine Chao left, it was not the beginning of a new life for her, but the beginning of suspicion.
It always felt that Mu Chengyi chose Zhao Xiaolan as a second choice because Zhao Xiaolan disliked him, so it kept testing his feelings.
At first, Mu Chengyi was indeed very obedient to her, but after witnessing her various antics, he gradually became disheartened.
Especially after regaining her memory, all the good things Zhao Xiaolan had done for her in the past came back to mind, and she felt increasingly guilty.
How could he lose such a perfectly good wife?
He tried to numb himself with work and even turned a printing factory around, making it the largest pillar industry in the county.
The more successful he became, the more new suitors appeared around him, and the more anxious Wenli became, resorting to various means to drive away the women around him.
She threatened every female employee in the factory, which had a very bad influence on the factory.
This suffocating dynamic didn't end until ten years ago.
At that time, it was because Mu Chengyi and a female subordinate were returning from a business trip when Wen Li blocked their way and berated the female subordinate mercilessly, hurling all sorts of nasty insults at her.
Mu Chengyi was somewhat of a scholar, and he was ashamed to hear those words. When he got home, he had a big fight with her, and later suffered a stroke and was bedridden.
Now, the world was quiet. After his stroke, half of his body was paralyzed, and he could not even speak properly. All he could hear every day was Wenli talking incessantly in his ear.
Mu Chengyi was suffering in his heart. Outsiders only thought that Wen Li took good care of him, feeding him, helping him with urination, washing him and turning him over. He had been lying in bed for more than ten years and had never even developed bedsores.
Only he knew that he couldn't even die, yet he still had to listen to her constantly saying in his ear that she was the one who loved him the most.
Now that things have come to this, what's the point of love and affection? If there's any regret in this life, it's that I was too cruel to Zhao Xiaolan, letting her go back then.
A few months ago, Mu Chengyi heard that Zhao Xiaolan was traveling with her new husband and having a great time. He finally lost the will to live, his condition deteriorated rapidly, and he eventually passed away.
The last name he called out was Elaine Chao.
Wen Li was furious. She had taken such good care of him for so many years, only to find out he was nothing more than a phantom.
She even concealed the news of his death from Lin Ye.
I want to possess him entirely.
Mu Xiaoting knew that informing Lin Ye would only cause them more trouble, so she didn't even hold a funeral and buried him in that grove of trees.
Wen Li, whose lower leg was already in a cast, suddenly woke up in her hospital bed.
"Xiaoting, I just dreamt about your father. You absolutely must not sell that piece of land, otherwise your father will have nowhere to sleep."
Mu Xiaoting noticed that her eyes were much clearer, and knew that she wasn't talking nonsense anymore, but she still couldn't understand what she was saying.
Wenli had no choice but to tell them that someone had approached her.
"That's outrageous! How could they be so cruel to an old woman? Don't worry, the land belongs to my brother's family, they definitely won't sell it to anyone else."
Their businesses are huge now, they don't care about this land at all.
Mu Xiaoting comforted her and tucked the blanket around her.
Summer vacation is just around the corner, and the children should all be on summer break, but she keeps saying she's cold.
Sometimes, she just couldn't understand why she had to use deception to win over her father, only to end up like this.
Can stolen happiness last?
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