Hua Xiangyun looked young, and in their eyes, she must be a relative's child. Without lingering, the three siblings arrived at Wenjie's grave.
They knelt in a row, bowing respectfully several times.
"Father, please forgive me for the sake of our father-daughter relationship. I will offer incense to you every year during festivals. You know I'm timid. If this happens a few more times, my life will be in danger."
The cold wind on the hillside was bone-chilling, but the three of them couldn't care less. They completely forgot about the coldness under their knees and kept begging for mercy.
Hua Xiangyun couldn't sleep after tidying up, so she thought she would go for a morning run, but she didn't expect to see this scene.
She turned the corner and ran away along another road. Anyway, no one would die. Once Wenjie had vented his anger, he could go to the underworld to be reincarnated.
“I bet they came looking for your master to ask her to capture Old Man Wen.” Ye Ajin floated behind her.
Hua Xiangyun looked up at the horizon ahead and thought, "It should be a sunny day."
Ye Ajin: "...I hate days like this the most."
Having said that, he vanished from the spot in an instant. This first ray of golden light was quite harmful to these ghosts, so they should avoid the light for now.
Hua Xiangyun chuckled softly and ran happily towards the open space ahead.
That's a good thing; she needs to find a place to sit down and refine it first.
As for the Wen siblings, judging from their complexions, they will at most suffer a little but won't die.
It's time they paid the price for their actions.
She thought that once they couldn't find her, they wouldn't bother her anymore, but to her surprise, as soon as she got home, they were blocking her door again.
"So you went out," Wenli said in an unfriendly tone. They had been knocking on the door for ages, and even the best patience would wear thin.
"Is there anything else?" Hua Xiangyun didn't rush to take out her keys, but instead asked from a short distance away.
"Can you tell us when Aunt Wu will be back?" Wen Tian asked with a frown. They had already taken the day off, hoping to get things sorted out so they wouldn't have to make another trip next time.
Hua Xiangyun's words left them speechless: "She never mentioned it, and her return date is uncertain."
Wenli walked over and warmly took Hua Xiangyun's hand. "Young lady, I have something to discuss with you."
Hua Xiangyun said, "Just say what you need. I'm just here to help look after the house; I can't help you with anything."
"You live here too, I wonder if you're familiar with everything in this house?"
Hua Xiangyun: "It's alright."
Wenli frowned. Thank goodness it was just a few words. Suppressing his impatience, he continued to coax, "It's like this, Auntie needs something. If you can help me find it, I'll give you some money."
Hua Xiangyun, “…” Just as I thought…
She shook her head, looking innocent, and said, "I don't know. Besides, there's nothing in this house. You don't want my food, do you?"
"No, no," Wenli whispered in her ear, "It's just candles and paper money..."
Hua Xiangyun immediately jumped away, keeping a distance from her. "I wouldn't dare have such things. Don't lie to me. I'm just a child and I'm easily frightened."
The Wen siblings were speechless. "Where did this idiot come from? He doesn't even know how to pick up money."
Hua Xiangyun said, "You should ask other companies. I really can't make the decision."
"You little brat," Wenqing lost her patience, "Stop beating around the bush. We all know perfectly well what the Wu family does."
I wasn't going to expose you because we're old neighbors, but don't be so tactless. You'll only harm yourself, and the fortune teller too.
"Where did this sorceress come from? You've come to the wrong place," Hua Xiangyun said, feigning ignorance. "You can't just falsely accuse people like this, or I'll have to sue you."
Hua Xiangyun's confident demeanor made Wenli a little uneasy. Could it be that this little girl really knew nothing?
I was thinking of coaxing her and then scaring her to see if I could get something from the witch doctor.
If they don't find a way to burn some paper money, the three siblings won't have a peaceful night.
“Look at these coupons I have,” Wenli said through gritted teeth, pulling them out of his pocket and taking out a few. “These are grain coupons, meat coupons, and sugar coupons. If you have anything else, we can exchange them.”
Hua Xiangyun: "I have nothing but two sets of old clothes."
"If you want to exchange something, why don't you ask the old lady next door? Her children are very filial; they just came over a few days ago with bags and bags of things."
The three Wen siblings immediately felt insulted. Although they were angry, they didn't dare to retaliate. Wen Qing said, "Young lady, we really have an urgent matter. How about this? If you can find some paper money and candles, I'll give you an extra set."
Hua Xiangyun shook her head again. He wouldn't rummage through his master's things, and as for what she had on her own, he had even less.
The other party was unyielding, and they dared not go too far, in case they needed to ask the fortune teller for help again in the future.
The three siblings returned empty-handed to the Wen family courtyard.
Upon their return, the three of them felt particularly complicated, and also apprehensive.
They dared not be alone, and sat together in the main room, but they felt no warmth from the past, only a biting cold.
"Why don't we light a stove?" Before dawn, they were already running around, and as soon as they sat down, they felt cold all over.
No one objected, so they started a fire. Looking at the nearly empty pile of firewood, there wasn't a single thick stick in it, just some thin twigs, which were obviously collected by Wenjie bit by bit over time.
"We haven't been back for so many years, and he hasn't gone to collect coal. He's just making a living by collecting these thin pieces of wood?" Wenqing squatted by the fire, feeling a pang of self-reproach.
I can't help but wonder, if he were to face the same situation when he's old, would he be able to accept it?
"What's the use of saying all this now? If any of you had been a little more diligent and made a few more trips, none of this would have happened." Wenli also harbored resentment. If it really came down to taking care of her parents in old age, that was the responsibility of her two sons. As a married daughter, she had to rely entirely on her own efforts.
She considered herself to be doing better than her two older brothers, since she would at least come once a year.
At this moment, sunlight shone on the door of the main room. Although it was only a faint light, it made Wenli very happy. "The sun is out."
I've heard that spirits are afraid of sunlight, which means they're safe now.
"Are we just going to stay here all day?" Wen Tian was restless and not so optimistic. If there was daytime, then there would be night...
Wenqing said, "Why don't we go and inquire again? There can't be only one like this within a hundred miles."
They couldn't just sit here and wait to die; once it got dark, it would be another nightmare for the siblings.
"Do you remember what Father said yesterday? He told us to return what we had taken from us before..."
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