After making such a joke, if they were to force Xie Yinlou Rexiaozhong to marry, neither his own clan nor his maternal family would be able to do it.

Everyone looked embarrassed and seemed to be unable to stay in the mourning shed any longer.

Xie Qingyao's tense heartstrings finally relaxed, and his palms were wet with sweat.

It was raining heavily outside. The wind and rain poured in through the door, making the white banners in the mourning hall rustle.

The unique smell of burning paper filled the mourning hall, and the smell seemed even stronger.

Everyone found excuses to leave the mourning hall in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, only the Xie siblings and Jiang Si were left in the mourning hall.

In such a rainstorm, no mourners would come, and there was a temporary peace in the mourning hall.

Xie Qingyao looked at his brother, tears streaming down his face.

Xie Yinlou silently placed his hand on Xie Qingyao's shoulder, with warmth in his eyes.

Seeing that the brother and sister seemed to have something to say, Jiang Si said tactfully, "Qingyao, I'll go back to the house first."

Xie Qingyao grabbed Jiang Si's wrist and said, "Ah Si, how did you do that?"

"What?"

Xie Qingyao couldn't hide his excitement: "God bless you, how did you do it?"

Jiang Si looked strange: "Qingyao, did you misunderstand something?"

Xie Qingyao quickly glanced at Xie Yinlou, and suddenly thought that his friend would not want to reveal this amazing skill in front of his brother, so he said with a serious face: "I'm joking. Big brother, I'll accompany Asi back to the room first and come back later."

Xie Yinlou looked at Xie Qingyao and then at Jiang Si. He knew that the two of them were hiding something from him, but he did not force it and nodded slightly.

Xie Qingyao pulled Jiang Si back into the house, closed the door, and asked impatiently, "Ah Si, can you tell me now?"

"What?"

"Do you know any magic that can make the God of Thunder and the Goddess of Lightning obey your orders?" Xie Qingyao's eyes were bright and he was very excited.

Jiang Si suddenly felt a headache.

Xie Qingyao tightly grasped Jiang Si's hand, and said with regret: "Ah Si, you should have asked the thunder god to strike them hard just now. You don't have to strike them to death, but just strike them half to death as a lesson."

Jiang Si hurriedly stopped Xie Qingyao's wild thoughts: "Qingyao, you think too much. How can I have such ability?"

If she could really command the Goddess of Thunder and the Goddess of Lightning, there would be so many people she wanted to kill that they would probably be too busy to handle it all.

"But you clearly said before that you would ask them to swear in front of my parents' spirits when you heard your cough, but they were struck by lightning as soon as they swore."

Jiang Si looked at the sky through the window and revealed some truth: "Because the clouds in the sky can talk."

Xie Qingyao looked confused: "Asi, I don't understand what you mean. How can Yun speak? Where did you learn all this?"

Jiang Si laughed at himself: "It's a pity that there are always some opportunities. I won't mention them. Anyway, you just need to know that these have nothing to do with the power of ghosts and gods, and they can't help you to attract thunder and strike them. But I think that in this case, they have no face to interfere in Brother Xie's marriage."

Xie Qingyao was not the type to dwell on trivial matters. After hearing what Jiang Si said, he stopped asking questions and smiled sneerly, "If they want to interfere again, my brother won't have to worry about anything. It was they who were the first to shamelessly reveal their dirty thoughts in public."

Xie Qingyao said as tears rolled down her cheeks: "Asi, thanks to you, otherwise my brother and I would have been in a state of chaos if we had not been forced by them."

Those wealthy families usually live in great glory, but once the pillars of their family collapse, their relatives will exploit them under various high-sounding excuses. No matter how naive Xie Qingyao is, he has heard of this.

Jiang Si felt ashamed and didn't dare to accept this gratitude. He said frankly: "Don't blame me for being too talkative that day. I am already very ashamed. Qingyao, don't worry, no matter how difficult the hurdle is, it will pass."

Xie Qingyao nodded slowly.

When Uncle and Auntie returned to the guest house where they were staying temporarily, the atmosphere was even more depressing than the storm outside.

As soon as the servant who had carried the two of them with an umbrella left, Uncle Eight rushed to Aunt Eight, grabbed her by the collar and slapped her in the face: "Stupid woman, are you crazy today?"

Auntie screamed and reached out to grab Uncle Ba's face: "You are the one who is crazy! You are the one who made me stand up. I am about to be struck by lightning, and you still have the nerve to teach me a lesson!"

When a woman goes crazy, she is no less powerful than a man. Uncle Ba dodged left and right, but was still scratched on the face by Aunt Ba.

Feeling hot, Uncle Ba covered his face, raised his foot and kicked Aunt Ba over, saying angrily: "You scratched my face, are you afraid that others will not see our jokes?"

Auntie Ba felt very aggrieved: "You were the one who kicked and hit me first! How could I be crazy? Didn't you see that as soon as I swore in the funeral hall, the sky turned dark, and then a bolt of lightning fell beside me. If I wasn't so lucky, the lightning would have definitely fallen on me!"

"What nonsense, it's just a coincidence."

"What?" Auntie Ba said in a high voice, "How could it be what? Fifth Sister-in-law, that short-lived ghost, came to take my life. Didn't you see it?"

The "fifth sister-in-law" mentioned by the eighth aunt is the wife of the Earl of Yongchang, who is the fifth in the clan.

Uncle Ba looked at Aunt Ba with an even weirder look in his eyes: "Are you really crazy? I didn't see anything."

Auntie Ba was startled and suddenly grabbed Uncle Ba's wrist: "Didn't you see Sister-in-law Wu suddenly appeared in the mourning hall covered in blood?"

The uncle shook off the aunt's hand. Although he thought the silly woman was talking nonsense, he was also frightened. He said angrily, "It was dark all of a sudden, and there were lightning and thunder outside. Where did the fifth sister-in-law come from? She was lying in the coffin. And you suddenly went crazy and said so many shameful things. You messed up everything today."

"Impossible!" Auntie Ba was agitated. "She was standing behind me, strangling my neck hard. If I didn't tell the truth, she would strangle me to death! Old man, did you really not see it?"

"no!"

The Eighth Aunt was stunned for a moment, and suddenly went crazy and beat the Eighth Uncle: "It's all your fault. You insisted that I take the lead, and as a result, I am the only one being targeted by the short-lived Fifth Sister-in-law. What do you think I should do?"

Uncle Ba pushed Aunt Ba and said, "Come on, stop being crazy. You must have been hysterical at that time. If there really was a ghost pinching you, how could there be no mark on your neck?"

Auntie was stunned for a moment, then quickly woke up as if from a dream. She rushed to the mirror and carefully examined her neck.

It was smooth there, without any trace.

Aunt Ba took two steps back, and after her spirit suddenly relaxed, she felt a sense of emptiness: "Is it really my hysteria?"

"What else?"

The relaxed expression of the eighth aunt froze in an instant: "That's not right. If I am hysterical, how come the wife of the Zhang family is also hysterical?"

Uncle Ba was nervous, but said nonchalantly, "The woman is timid. She was frightened by the sudden thunder in the funeral hall. Don't think about it anymore. How do you think you can fix this mess?"