Yu Chenfeng had never had a good impression of this family, and after Shu Jiaying said those heartless words to Old Man Shu, he nodded expressionlessly, and then he wanted to take down a few incense sticks on the table.
Shu Guozhong immediately offered his courtesy and said, "Your Majesty, may I help you with this little matter?"
"No need, I have my own hands and feet. I can get whatever I want myself."
This sentence choked Shu Guozhong so much that he stood there at a loss.
Yu Chenfeng counted out six incense sticks, lit them, and handed three to Shu Jiaying.
"Yingying, this is yours."
"Thanks."
After taking the incense, Shu Jiaying bowed three times towards Xiao Qifeng's spirit tablet. She said, "Sister-in-law, since you have so many people accompanying you for the next three days, I won't worry about you going on the journey alone. After all, I have my own things to deal with.
Sister-in-law...I believe that those who treated you badly will definitely get their retribution. May your soul rest in peace in heaven!"
After inserting the incense into the incense burner, Shu Jiaying and Yu Chenfeng also lit incense. Then she turned to Shu Guozhong and said, "For a piece of trash, someone would actually throw away their treasure. I think there is no one else who can do such a thing. I wish you all the best in the future, and don't let others make you suffer too much."
"Ugly girl...what do you mean?"
Shu Guoyi quickly grabbed Shu Guozhong who wanted to compete with Shu Jiaying. He glanced at Yu Chenfeng who looked annoyed.
"Brother...don't be so impulsive!"
Shu Guozhong also knew that Yu Chenfeng was present. He snorted and returned to the left side of the coffin.
Although Shu Guoyi hated Shu Jiaying to death in his heart, the situation was different now. He forced a fake smile and said to Shu Jiaying, "Sister, are you going back?"
"None of your business."
Leaving Shu Guoyi stunned, she and Yu Chenfeng left Xiao Qifeng's temporary mourning hall.
On the way to Xiaohua's house, Yu Chenfeng finally couldn't help but ask, "You kept asking about Zhang Erlang in front of Feng Qiaoer, Yingying... Do you think Zhang Erlang's death is related to Feng Qiaoer?"
"Yes, but she doesn't admit it. Without evidence, there's nothing I can do to her. After all, she and Uncle Erlang have never had any contact with each other. If I tell this story, I don't think anyone will believe me."
Yu Chenfeng understood that what Shu Jiaying said was the truth, but she also felt the unwillingness in Shu Jiaying's heart. Perhaps this was also the reason why Shu Jiaying was in a hurry to leave Guangming Village. Perhaps this was a form of escape.
Holding Shu Jiaying's hand silently, when the two returned to Xiaohua's home, they saw Xiaohua squatting in a dark corner with a wronged look on her face.
Yu Chenfeng quickly called out to Xiaohua, "Xiaohua, why are you hiding in this dark place alone? If you hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have noticed you in this room."
Xiaohua didn't answer Yu Chenfeng's question. With tears about to overflow from her eyes, she said to Shu Jiaying, "Sister Jiaying... you're finally back. Without you in this room, I found it very scary. I only felt safer when I squatted here. Fortunately, I waited until you came back."
Shu Jiaying immediately pulled Xiaohua into her arms and said apologetically, "Xiaohua, I'm sorry. My sister-in-law has a lot of things going on. I've only just finished dealing with them. I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."
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