Chapter 159: Good News

Under the grayish blue sky, the dilapidated Taoist temple looked particularly desolate. The weak sunlight reflected the broken wooden beams lying across the courtyard.

Suddenly, an unknown bird flew across the sky, making a series of creepy cries, adding a bit of weirdness and depth.

The hatred and murderous intent in Mrs. Sun's eyes seemed to disappear without a trace under the sound of the birds' chirping, and was replaced by a deep dullness and indifference.

He bent down, pinched the withered weeds in his palms, sat on the stone bench again, and hummed a song that was not very clear.

Lu Mingchao pursed his lips and frowned, retracted his gaze, and looked back at Grandpa Sun and Qu Ying, who were gritting their teeth. "Aunt Qu."

"What a coincidence! I didn't expect to run into Aunt Qu here. Who is this old man with bloodshot eyes next to Aunt Qu? Could it be your father?"

Lu Mingchao asked seriously, with a strong sense of doubt in his tone.

Qu Ying's anger and resentment froze on her face, and she looked unnatural as she lowered her eyes. "You are blind, this is my father-in-law."

Lu Mingchao showed a look of sudden realization, and said in a long voice, "So that's how it is. Aunt Qu and your father-in-law have a deep relationship."

The three words "Aunt Qu" were like a sharp blade, piercing Qu Ying's body to pieces.

Qu Ying moved subconsciously, a little further away from Grandpa Sun.

"Greetings to Mr. Sun." Lu Mingchao bowed from a distance.

Grandpa Sun said fiercely, "Murderer."

Lu Mingchao smiled sweetly and said, "Mr. Sun, you are joking. I am a weak person and cannot bear the title of a murderer."

"It is well known in Changhe County that Mr. Sun and Mrs. Sun devoted themselves to cultivating themselves and their character in a Taoist temple on the outskirts of the city, praying for the death of their second son, Mr. Sun, who died young. Their loving fatherly and motherly hearts are praised by all."

"However, I'm afraid that Mr. Sun and Mrs. Sun's future ascetic life will become even more miserable and difficult."

Mr. Sun felt a pang in his heart, and couldn't help but ponder the meaning of Lu Mingchao's words.

He knew that his eldest son had suffered repeated setbacks under Lu Mingchao's aggressiveness. Could it be that something went wrong with Sun Ji's business again?

"What do you mean?"

Lu Mingchao spoke in a calm tone as he briefly described how the grain stored in Sunji's granary had become damp and turned red due to mold, how Sun Zhiye had been reported by Mrs. Xing, how Du Zhong had turned himself in and taken the blame, and how all Sunji's granaries were deserted.

Finally, he casually concluded, "Whether Master Yuxian can bring Sun Ji back to life is still unknown, but Master Sun should be mentally prepared."

"As the saying goes, old ginger is still spicy. Maybe it's time for Mr. Sun to turn the tide."

Grandpa Sun looked doubtful and hesitant.

Mrs. Sun chewed the weeds without noticing the bitterness, howling crazily, "Retribution, it's all retribution."

"Shut up!" Veins on Grandpa Sun's forehead were throbbing.

"Xie Lu, your coming here today is not an accident, nor a coincidence, right?"

"What evil things are you planning to do?"

Lu Mingchao's eyes were deep, and he scanned Qu Ying's flat belly meaningfully. "I originally had good news to give you, but now it seems that Master Sun doesn't need it anymore."

Qu Ying couldn't help but panic.

She always felt that Lu Mingchao seemed to have guessed something.

But what could she do? A weak woman who was pushed around like an object always had to find someone to rely on.

After climbing into bed that day, the eldest cousin gave her the status of aunt.

Before she could feel happy, she heard that the second young master Sun committed suicide in prison. Then the rumor of brother killing brother spread all over the streets. Her eldest cousin, who was innocent, personally took care of the funeral and did his utmost.

After the second young master Sun was buried and the white banner was taken down, she was sent to a dilapidated Taoist temple in the desolate mountains to live out the same old hard life, serving as a maid and slave, never fighting back or retaliating, and serving her aunt and uncle in eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.

Since she was a child, she has never touched women.

Even if he lived in Sun's mansion, he had everything he needed.

But after coming to the Taoist temple, she had to fetch water, wash clothes and cook for herself.

The moment he nearly fell into the well at the foot of the mountain while carrying water, all his luck was instantly shattered.

She clearly realized that letting herself die was the last mercy her cousin could give her.

She has lost everything, how can she just end up fending for herself?

"Good news?" Grandpa Sun sneered. "When you die to pay for my son's life, that will be the best news."

Xie Yan's face turned cold. He stepped on the stone at his feet. The stone flew up, brushed past Grandpa Sun's cheek, and nailed directly to the wooden door of the compartment.

"He who kills shall pay."

"Shouldn't Mr. Sun know who committed the murder?"

Grandpa Sun's cheek was burning with pain. He raised his hand to touch it and found his palms and fingertips were sticky and blood was dripping down.

"You!" Grandpa Sun's pupils shrank and he was terrified.

Mrs. Sun stopped howling and swallowed the weeds and mud in a self-mutilation manner.

She heard it.

On that cold and windy night, she fainted, but not completely.

After hearing that her mother was stupid, she concluded that her second brother died of suicide.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, she knew that Peng'er did not commit suicide by cutting her wrists with pottery shards.

Killer pays for his life?

Can she let her eldest son pay for the life of her second son?

She couldn't, and didn't dare.

She pretended to be deaf and dumb and speechless, and endured Peng'er's burial in a daze.

Zhiye didn't care that she was sick and rushed her out of the city. It was bitterly cold in the Taoist temple, and Zhiye didn't worry at all whether her condition would get worse.

if……

If her Peng'er was here...

There was a flash of pain in Mrs. Sun's eyes, her eye sockets turned red, and tears fell.

She was wrong.

Lu Mingchao caught a glimpse of Mrs. Sun crying silently, but he did not feel much.

A den of jackals, tigers and leopards is gone, and the pot calling the kettle black when one is only fifty steps away.

Does she have to scoop out a bowl of the clearest water from the stinky ditch and drink it?

This was not the expression on Mrs. Sun's face when she arranged for Qu Ying to push her into the icy lake.

"Ah Yan, let's go."

Lu Mingchao called softly.

Qu Ying refused to listen. “A crude hunter just hurt someone, and is he planning to just leave like this?”

"You will be punished for your bad words." Lu Mingchao glanced at Qu Ying calmly, and dropped a few copper coins on the bluestone slab, bouncing up and down, making a crisp sound. "It's redundant. Aunt Qu should also find a doctor to check your pulse. Don't be afraid of seeing a doctor."

"If you think it's too much trouble to go down the mountain and into the city, I can give Master Yuxian a message based on our past friendship, so that he can come and see the deep affection between father-in-law and daughter-in-law."

"Aunt Qu, while you're taking care of your father-in-law, please also take care of your mother-in-law. Madam Sun is your biological aunt after all."

Qu Ying's face turned pale, her teeth chattered, and she pretended to be calm, "You don't have to be so kind. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have suffered this. You'd better stay away from our Sun family."

Lu Mingchao sighed softly, "Did I tell you to push me into the icy lake? Did I force you to climb into Master Yuxian's bed? Or did I force you..."

"Shut up, shut up!" Qu Ying pounced towards Lu Mingchao, wanting to tear his mouth apart.

Lu Mingchao said calmly, "Aunt Qu, be careful where you step."

Willing to be driven and sent