Yan Qiao did such a big thing without saying a word, which startled Yan Shu and the others, who couldn't help but glare at her reproachfully.
“If something like this happens again, can’t you tell your mother first? There’s no reason for a child like you to rush forward in such a situation.”
Pei Jingzhan chuckled. "Child?"
Your child is always thinking about keeping an old man like me as a sugar daddy.
Yan Qiao put down her phone and said with a smile, "Mom, it's not a big deal."
The inheritance is a small matter; her retirement pension is a big one.
Now that her wallet is full, she sees the world as truly wonderful.
"By the way, Grandma, Yuan Mengchun originally wanted to exchange the original of the will with me, but I refused. But I don't know if she had a change of heart, but she still gave it to me."
Shi Yuehua paused for a moment, then guessed, "She wanted to be buried with Yan Jiahao?"
Yan Qiao gave a thumbs up, "Grandma is a genius."
This was Yuan Mengchun's deepest worry; she was nearing the end of her life, and even now she was still thinking about this.
Shi Yuehua gazed at the towering trees in the courtyard; in the blink of an eye, so many years had passed.
She bought this courtyard house not long after her divorce from Yan Jiahao.
He channeled his grief and anger into a desire to buy, and purchased a lot of real estate.
When we bought this courtyard house, the Chinese toon tree wasn't very big yet.
"If she really wants it, then let her have it."
Yan Shu frowned, "Mom!"
Shi Yuehua said, "The grudges between us are hard to explain. I have no intention of being buried with Yan Jiahao after I pass away. If Yuan Mengchun wants it, then give it to her."
Proposing to relocate the grave was Yan Qiao's punishment for Yuan Mengchun.
Now that she has fallen into such a state and met such an untimely end, it can be considered that she has received her just deserts.
"Xiao Shu, let's put an end to this. Don't live with hatred. They don't deserve it."
Yan Shu's expression softened slightly, and she relaxed a bit.
"I see."
Once the matter was settled, Yan Shu sent a message to the great-grandfather of Yan Jiahao's family to inform him of the joint burial arrangement.
Shi Yuehua looked up and said, "It's almost time to eat some toon leaves."
Yan Qiao smiled, her eyes crinkling, "I'll send it to Grandma then."
Shi Yuehua turned around, glanced at Pei Jingzhan, and paused.
He looks somewhat familiar.
Pei Jingzhan remained calm. He had met Shi Yuehua when he was a child, but they had rarely seen each other since she moved to Tongxiang.
Now that she is thirty, things have changed a lot, and she could not possibly still remember.
"Qiaoqiao, the bracelet you sent last time was of good quality, who gave it to you?"
Yan Qiao glanced at Pei Jingzhan and said vaguely, "A friend gave me this as a return gift."
Shi Yuehua asked in surprise, "What an expensive gift you gave, and this is the return gift you received?"
"Just two strings of rosewood bracelets."
Shi Yuehua nodded, "You've really struck gold."
Is it expensive?
Shi Yuehua paused slightly, "It's roughly... worth the value of a family heirloom."
She showed it to Grandpa Song, who said that the bracelet was not only of good quality and valuable, but also quite old.
Yan Qiao's eyes flickered, and she gave Pei Jingzhan a mischievous look.
He said he didn't want it, but he even gave me his family heirloom.
Tsk, men, they're just so stubborn.
Pei Jingzhan kept his eyes down, speechless, and now he was even more confused.
...
It wasn't until April, around the time of the Qingming Festival, that a light drizzle began to fall.
Yuan Mengchun passed away.
Overwhelmed with grief, Yan Yaohui took care of Yuan Mengchun's funeral arrangements.
Yan Yaoyao's eyes were red and swollen from crying.
"Dad, Grandma's lifelong wish was to be buried with Grandpa. She was his first wife, and now she's all alone after she passes away. How can you bear to do that?"
Yan Yaohui said in a hoarse voice, "There is no room for negotiation on this matter."
Especially Shi Yuehua, how could she possibly agree?
Yan Yaoyao advised, "It's precisely because they're unwilling that we, as the younger generation, should work hard. I've already decided to donate half of the inheritance Grandma left me to repair the ancestral hall in our old home, and the other half to the local government so they can rebuild the primary school. I don't ask for anything else, as long as Grandma can be buried in the ancestral grave, even if she's not buried with Grandpa."
She did all of these things as Chen Lan had instructed.
To salvage one's reputation by cutting off one's own flesh and bleeding out.
She has many stains on her body that are impossible to erase; it's simply out of the question to clean her up.
The only thing is to let others see that she has "reformed".
Use more highlights to cover up past stains.
Her words were so righteous and awe-inspiring that they greatly surprised Yan Yaohui.
"Yaoyao, you..."
“Dad, I’ve done a lot of wrong things in the past because I was blinded by Chen Zhou. Now I know I was wrong, and the past can’t be undone. I only hope to fulfill Grandma’s wishes.”
Yan Yaohui was deeply moved. "I'm so glad you think this way. Since that's the case, I'll swallow my pride and beg them to agree to let your grandmother be buried in the ancestral grave!"
Yan Yaoyao suppressed the corners of her upturned lips. A good start is half the battle.
She went downstairs and sat down next to Chen Lan.
"I've already bought a trending topic and had marketing accounts post it. Should I respond online?"
Chen Lan's makeup was exquisite, and she was dressed in all black, exuding a solemn and dignified air.
“Yaoyao, you should learn this from Yan Qiao. No matter how much is happening online, she stays calm and doesn’t rush to ride the wave of popularity.”
Her ability to keep her achievements hidden has actually earned her more respect from netizens.
"Just do it, make sure people know, but also learn to be low-key and not let people think you're putting on a show. You need to find the right balance yourself. Don't worry about what happens online. Just hold back for now and don't respond to anything."
After hearing her words, Yan Yaoyao did not respond, no matter how much the online discussion became.
Online opinions are mixed, with some praising her for being filial and magnanimous, while others bring up her past scandals and hurl insults at her.
But at least it's not like before, with a barrage of insults.
Yan Qiao scrolled through Weibo while arranging for people to properly store the delivered preservative-treated wood.
"What is Yan Yaoyao up to now?" she muttered.
After calling Shi Yuehua, she said, "Grandpa said that she donated a lot of money to the ancestral hall in our hometown and asked them to allow your grandfather to be buried with Yuan Mengchun."
My great-grandfather is the clan head of our hometown. He is over ninety years old and has a very high seniority. Everyone, young and old, calls him great-grandfather.
He couldn't meet this request, and the money was too hot to handle, leaving him unsure of what to do, which is why he called Shi Yuehua.
Yan Qiao chuckled: "Did Grandfather tell her that we sent a letter early this morning, agreeing to let Yuan Mengchun be buried in the ancestral grave?"
Shi Yuehua chuckled, "No."
The old man was also a cunning old fox; he wanted to collude with Shi Yuehua to extort money from the Yan family.
Who would complain about having too much money?
A sly glint appeared in Yan Qiao's eyes. "Then let Grandpa not rush to say it. Yan Yaoyao has been building up her reputation lately, so let her bleed more money. As long as we drag things out, Yan Yaoyao will eventually get impatient and spend even more money."
Shi Yuehua laughed and scolded, "Your great-grandfather was a cunning old fox, and you're just a little cunning one, always thinking about how to trick people!"
Yan Qiao chuckled, "I'm doing a good deed for Yan Yaoyao, how can that be called cheating her? She wants to build a reputation, so I'm giving her a hand."
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