Chapter 7 (1)
Di Liren's funeral was held twice. One was arranged by the organization, and the other by his family. Liren's mother fainted twice from tears, preferring to die in her son's place. Yu Jia had to contain her grief and make arrangements. Besides Yu Meng, who was lying in the hospital, Yu Shuang, Yu Rui, and Yu Qi, who had just arrived in the big city, Yuan Kai, Kang Long, and Luan Chengyun all came to pay their respects and offer their help. The dead are the greatest, and the events of his life seemed insignificant. Di Liren was now just a good brother and a good cadre. The organization awarded Liren the honorable title of martyr. Yu Jia became a martyr's relative.
The meeting was organized, the procedures meticulously executed. The funeral emcee read aloud Liren's biography. Yu Jia's ears were muffled, as if water had blocked their passage. She was in agony, blaming herself. She regretted not following him to the northwest immediately. If she had gone, would things have been different? Or would he have left if she had agreed to a divorce? ... Ten thousand possibilities raced through her mind. None of them worked.
The dead cannot be resurrected.
After the eulogy was finished, the room fell silent. Liren's parents had already been carried away, and everyone turned to see Yu Jia's reaction. Yu Jia paused for a moment, then hugged her daughter Sisi and burst into tears. The sobs soon spread out, mingling as a collective mourning for this good cadre of the people. After a while, the sobbing gradually died down, and everyone urged Yu Jia to mourn. In the sudden silence, one woman continued to sob, her tone particularly mournful.
Everyone present stared at her in surprise. The woman quickly stopped crying. Yu Jia instinctively felt something was wrong. Who could she be more heartbroken and devastated than her, the legitimate wife? She suspected this woman had a connection to Li Ren.
Yu Jia had done some research on Li Shengren before, but everyone who knew him at work said he was a very decent man. Seeing this woman, Yu Jia seemed to understand: he wasn't a monk, and he wasn't without a confidante. But even if she saw clearly, well, investigate, investigate, what was the point? The man was gone, and if she investigated, it would only smear her deceased husband and bring shame upon herself.
Let the story of the past be burned along with Li Ren. Yet, the pain pierced Yu Jia's heart like a steel nail. She finally understood why Li Ren had insisted on divorce. She hated it, but she also accepted it—after his death. He was guilty, heinous, but he paid for it with his death. From now on, he would forever be a role model, a martyr, a good man.
With Li Ren's departure, the landscape shifted dramatically, from the Di family to Yu Jia. Sisi, worried about her mother, asked if she wanted to continue studying abroad. Yu Jia replied, "Yes." She had to fulfill Li Ren's legacy and raise her daughter, even if it meant selling everything she had. Upon hearing Sisi's concerns about studying abroad, Li Ren's sister asked her niece, "Your mother won't let you stay? I won't agree." They shared the same goal, yet their paths diverged.
Immediately after the funeral, Liren's sister and brother-in-law led the Di family to conduct a "raid" on Liren and Yu Jia's residence. They confiscated Liren's ID card and bank card, and then went to his workplace to collect his pension, housing fund, and other items. Yu Jia didn't argue. She knew they hated her. They hated her for not taking good care of Liren. They hated her for being "greedy" and "comfortable," unwilling to go with Liren to the northwest. They hated her for having a strong horoscope and being unlucky in marriage. They hated her for shattering the hopes of several generations.
However, who could have known that the truth was just the opposite! Yu Jia felt uncomfortable and suffocated... The house was empty. Sisi was taken away by her aunt to the hotel to accompany her grandparents. Yu Jia sat alone in the living room. On the table was "Das Kapital", which she had rescued and was Li Ren's relic. Li Ren's sister originally wanted to take this away as well. Li Ren's portrait was hung on the wall in the middle of the living room, with a smile on his face, as if looking at Yu Jia from heaven. He was great, he was glorious, he gave his life for the people, but who could have known that he was planning to divorce his wife before his death.
Yu Jia couldn't say it, never for the rest of her life. She had to protect Liren's image. A sudden irony struck her. She'd once refused to divorce, even at the cost of her life. Who could have imagined her words would come true? Only, it wasn't her who died. Now that Liren was gone, she would never have to divorce him. She would forever be Di Liren's wife, the wife of a martyr. This status would follow her to the end. She was destined to live forever in Liren's shadow.
Yu Yi pushed the door open and came in, carrying a packed meal. He placed it on the coffee table. Yu Jia said she didn't want to eat.
Yu Yi was worried about his sister. What would happen to his sister now that her brother-in-law was gone? He and his family had already started discussing this issue. However, he hadn't formally brought it up with Yu Jia yet. Now that Li Ren was gone, was there any point for Yu Jia in the big city? Without Li Ren's protection, could she continue with her worthless job? Should she? Moreover, the house was allocated by Li Ren's company, so she only had the right to use it, not the property rights. Of course, Yu Jia could continue to live there, but the Di family might not agree. There was also Li Ren's inheritance, and many messy things that needed to be sorted out one by one. Yu Yi planned to send his sister back to her hometown to recuperate for a while, but of course, everything would still depend on Yu Jia's opinion. Yu Yi got along well with the female doctor, and they were already planning to get married. But given his sister's current condition, Yu Yi didn't dare mention it. His happy event would only make his sister feel even more lonely.
Not long after, Sisi returned to England to study, and the Di family began to take action. They raised a problem: Liren's brother-in-law was doing business and moving around in big cities, and there was also a nephew from the family who was interning at a law firm in a big city and was short of housing. They wanted to live in Liren's house. Yu Jia understood what they meant, they were here to snatch the house. She had no ownership of the house, only the right to use it - the Di family thought they could use it too, on an equal footing - their hatred for Yu Jia did not diminish at all. On the contrary, as time went by, the hatred became even deeper. Such a precious son and a powerful brother was handed over to her, and she went out with her head held high and came back with her head held high! What a housewife! What a woman! Yu Jia didn't want to quarrel, so she could only take a step back and go to Yu Meng's place to avoid the limelight.
Yu Meng's legs and arms have not yet healed, and Yu Jialai, the two of them, feel sympathy for each other because of the same illness.
Yu Meng sighed: "This year has been unlucky. Should I go to Xiaokang to have some fortune-telling?"
Yu Jia said, "What's the big deal? What's to come? It's fate." Yu Meng said she'd just take some time to recover. They were both exhausted. Yu Meng and Liang Cai broke up and stopped contacting each other. Luan Chengyun intervened to refute the online rumors. The relevant authorities contacted Yu Meng to inquire about the situation but took no further action.
Yu Meng had gotten through it relatively smoothly. However, she had learned a lesson from this farce: it was too dangerous to approach officials. They had too many concerns, and many had no intention of getting married. Luan Chengyun had performed well this time, and Yu Meng knew it, but she had no intention of accepting his favor. She preferred to believe that he was doing it for his son.
Yu Jia was equally depressed. Her husband had passed away, and the pressure from her in-laws was like having her backyard plundered. What was even more subtle was that after Li Ren left, she discovered that the attitudes of those in her workplace had changed. She wouldn't be laid off, as she could do this job for the rest of her life if she wanted to. However, she felt uncomfortable when kind people sympathized with her, and the attitudes of those who weren't kind had changed - without Li Ren's umbrella over her head, it would rain whenever it wanted - in the past, she relied on her husband for status, but now she could only lie low. It wasn't like Yu Jia hadn't thought about returning to her hometown. But would returning to her hometown solve the problem? In a big city, she could still keep quiet, but in her hometown, with such a small circle, she would definitely seem even more pitiful than here. She couldn't stand the sympathy of those around her. She was a widow now, and in the eyes of those in her hometown, it was worse than being divorced!
Jia Zhu Meng stayed with Yu Rui once a week, taking care of and comforting her two sisters. Every time she came, Yu Meng would ask, "How's that bitch doing lately?" She had no choice but to briefly recount Weng Yue's recent situation, a mix of truth and lies, adhering to one principle: only reveal the bad, never the good. While peace reigned within, the conflict raged outside. Yu Meng, pleased, remarked, "Women, be kind!" Yu Rui could sense that Meng couldn't wait for her injuries to heal, for her to return and make a comeback. She didn't realize how badly Yu Meng had been injured in the battle with Liang Cai. She envied Meng's resilience, fighting bravely with each defeat. In contrast, she hadn't opened a business since breaking up with Shi. She was even a little afraid of falling in love. Or was she, as her sister suggested, still lingering on Bai Yuankai?
That was impossible now. As soon as Yu Qi entered the company, Yuan Kai took great care of her, guiding her everywhere. His meaning seemed obvious. As the elder sister, Yu Rui decided to step aside and help her younger sister. Yu Rui was even more worried about Jia Jie. Having lost her husband in middle age, she had lost all her support and pride. Bearing the title of a martyr's family, wouldn't she have to remain a chaste and heroic woman? How could she find another husband? How could she remarry? Moreover, Jia Jie was a classical woman with a limited social circle, making her life difficult. She murmured this to Yu Meng privately.
"How do I do this?" Yu Meng was anxious.
"Let's talk about it in two years." Yu Rui analyzed.
"I think she is determined to be a heroine."
Yu Rui was silent. Yu Meng asked, "When will my luck change?" Yu Rui smiled and said, "That's going to require consultation with Kang Long." Yu Meng couldn't wait, so before the weekend, she called Kang Long and Yu Shuang to come over. Kang Long brought a lottery ticket holder. He handed it to Yu Jia, sorting by age, and asked her to shake it. Yu Jia quickly said no.
Yu Meng said, "Big sister, go ahead and shake it. It's not that bad. Let's see where we're going." Yu Jia even offered humility. Kang Long smiled at Yu Shuang, "You go first." Come on, come on, Yu Shuang wasn't shy. Yu Meng's family had an incense table. A white porcelain statue of Guanyin was on display. Yu Shuang knelt on the mat, closed her eyes, and shook the fortune stick box. After a moment, a stick popped out. She picked it up and handed it to Kang Long.
No. 32: Liu Bei seeks talents.
Kang Long checked the fortune book on his phone and read: "The future is uncertain, but who knows what jade is hidden within the stone? Once a skilled craftsman can clearly dissect it, the jade will be revealed. Winning. This hexagram symbolizes dissecting the stone to reveal jade. All efforts will lead to success."
Yu Jia remained silent.
Yu Meng interrupted, "Xiao Shuang, do you understand? This means that you and Xiao Kang should get married quickly. The meaning is very clear. He is a jade, but looks like a stone. You have to chisel him." Yu Shuang was embarrassed and said that it was not accurate at all.
Yu Jia said to Kang Long, "Untie it for me."
Kang Long said with a smile: "Winning the lottery is neither good nor bad. As long as you work hard, you will get results."
Then Yu Meng shook. Unable to kneel, she leaned back on the sofa and shook the fortune stick box toward Guanyin. A stick fell out. She didn't dare look at it, but chanted "Amitabha" first.
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