Hua Xiangyun cultivated herself at home, and listened to some gossip in her spare time. She lived a comfortable life.
As for the Wen family's affairs, she rarely expressed her opinion. The cause and effect were already predetermined, and the Wen siblings would reap what they sowed.
The siblings chose a burial site, but no one in the vicinity was willing to help dig it. In the end, only two brothers, along with their wives and children, carried shovels and dug a grave in the frozen mud.
Ye Ajin was still broadcasting live, saying, "With such a small pit, Old Man Wen would have to curl up inside."
"If we dig this shallow, it'll be washed away after a few heavy rains..."
"You've only been working for a short time and you already need to rest? Old Man Wen is standing by, looking extremely anxious."
"Go ahead and curse, they can't hear you anyway. If you don't curse them while they're alive, it's a waste of time now..."
"Look at how dark Old Man Wen's face is getting. If he gets any angrier, he'll probably be annihilated."
"What kind of people are they..."
"Alright, are you too bored?" Fang Qinghe couldn't hold back any longer and interrupted him, "Is his family the only one in the whole county who's getting a good show?"
"Isn't it because I feel sorry for Old Man Wen? Looking at that bunch of unfilial descendants, he's both angry and helpless."
"Living in misery is bad enough, but even as ghosts, they're still helpless against it. If you ask me, we should give them a good scare at night, so they won't forget."
Fang Qinghe also disapproved, but he didn't want to keep an eye on them all the time, so he gave an idea: "Tomorrow is the seventh day after their death, and they probably won't arrange a night for the soul to return. If you're so inclined, you could give that old man Wen a heads-up."
"Oh right, how could I forget about that?" Ye Ajin floated away again in an instant. Fortunately, the weather had been gloomy these past few days, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to be so arrogant and travel around in broad daylight.
Fang Qinghe said, "This kid is a bit unruly, but he doesn't have any bad intentions."
Hua Xiangyun knew that this was an explanation to her. A little devil had gone too far before, and Hua Xiangyun had given him a talisman that almost made him lose his soul. This also made all the souls know that Wu Chenxi's newly accepted disciple was not to be trifled with.
"Why have you been staying here for so long?" Hua Xiangyun asked curiously. "If it's not appropriate to talk about it, it's fine not to."
Fang Qinghe: "There's nothing wrong with saying this. For various reasons, I ran into your master. She was quite bored living here alone, so she left us here to keep her company."
Hua Xiangyun chuckled, "Do you think I'd believe that reason?"
"As expected, you can't hide it from me. You could say that we received some help from Master Wu. Since we hadn't decided where to go yet, we just stayed here."
We'll help her look after her house; we won't do anything else, and we won't cause her any trouble.
Hua Xiangyun smiled. There was definitely more to it than could be explained in a few words, but she didn't intend to delve into it. After all, it was her master's private matter. As long as she was sure that these souls had no hidden dangers, she would let her master be happy.
Hua Xiangyun couldn't summon the Nine Lotus Cauldron here, so all she could do was cultivate.
The Wen siblings were in dire straits. No one in the neighborhood was willing to help them, and they were too ashamed to go back to the county town to ask for help.
After all, given Wenjie's miserable state and the gossipy neighbors, they couldn't bear the shame.
The siblings discussed it and decided to handle the event themselves, which would save them some money.
Today is the day of Wenjie's burial. The two brothers carried the thin coffin they bought and placed it in the yard.
At this point, with his wife and child keeping their distance, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to Wenjie's room.
Seeing his still unseeing eyes, Wen Tian gritted his teeth and knelt by the kang (a heated brick bed). "Father, it was our fault, the three of us siblings. We didn't come back before the New Year, and we mistakenly thought you were lying to us, which is why we came back late."
Now, my brother and I are helping you into the coffin so you can be with my mother. Please close your eyes, okay?
Suppressing her fear, she reached out and wiped his face. Looking at him again, she saw that he hadn't changed in a year, and even seemed to have become more ferocious.
He stepped aside and said, "Wenqing, you give it a try."
"I guess I'll pass?" Wenqing immediately moved even further away from the kang (heated brick bed). "Or should I call my little sister over?"
How could they possibly find Wenli, who had long since disappeared, at this time?
Finally, the two brothers had no choice but to say many kind words and try several times, but to no avail.
In the end, the two gritted their teeth and decided to give up.
They tried to carry the person out, one in front and one behind, but even though they used all their strength, they couldn't move the person an inch.
The two panicked and, forgetting their concern for their child and wife, called for help. With great difficulty, they managed to lift the person into the coffin.
Little did they know that seeing Wenjie in this state, several family members developed high fevers and started talking nonsense afterward, and they all fell ill, only slowly recovering after the first month of the lunar calendar.
There were many onlookers outside the Wen family's courtyard, but as if by prior arrangement, not a single person offered to help.
Wen Tian and the others were seething with anger, knowing that pleading was useless, but they gritted their teeth and finally managed to finish the funeral.
Without saying much, the families divided up the found valuables on the spot, leaving only this house.
"Should we sell this house?" Wenli wondered how much money he could get for the small courtyard and how much he could actually get in return.
My son is about to graduate from high school, and I'll need to spend some money to find him a job.
"Let's sell it," Wen Tian's wife said. Anyway, she wouldn't come to this godforsaken place again, so it was a good time to put an end to it.
At the same time, I breathed a sigh of relief. Now that my in-laws weren't around, those people who wanted to gossip would have to think twice.
The group quickly reached an agreement, but selling the courtyard wasn't that simple. If it were in the county town, it would definitely be in high demand.
But in this remote place, where most of the residents are elderly people, everything is inconvenient.
"Don't set the price too high," Wenqing thought for a moment and gave a rough estimate. "Let's see if anyone comes to see the house first."
"Since I have a few days of bereavement leave anyway, I might as well take care of this."
No one objected, and the onlookers outside hadn't left yet when Wentian went out and shouted, "Neighbors, this courtyard of ours is for sale. Does anyone want to buy it? Neighbors have priority..."
"Come on, eldest son of the Wen family." A sneer came from the crowd. "Your father just left, and you're already eager to divide up another sum of money."
Not only are they greedy, but they also try to cheat their neighbors.
Your father froze to death in this yard. How could we possibly buy this yard without any reservations?
And you're offering a discount for this? I bet you wouldn't want it even if you gave it away for free. You should keep it for yourselves.
These are your parents' last memories of you; don't be so heartless.
These siblings are both stupid and vicious. Just listen to their tone; it's as if they got a great deal by buying this courtyard. Someone shouted, "We can't afford it. You should just keep it as a memento!"
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