Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Old Mrs. Zhang is dead.

Uncle Zhang had breathed his last before he arrived at Old Zhang's house, and Old Lady Zhang had never opened her eyes since she broke her head.

Perhaps, this was a relief for her. Otherwise, she would have been furious when she woke up and found out that her husband and children were unwilling to pay for her medical treatment.

Uncle Zhang Wu just glanced at Old Lady Zhang from a distance for the last time and said calmly, "I'll go and arrange the burial."

"Wait." Old man Zhang stood up and called him.

Uncle Zhang paused and was silent for a few seconds before turning around and looking at Old Man Zhang, calling out "Dad".

Old man Zhang sighed helplessly: "Old Five, I know your mother did a lot of wrong things. When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. I hope you won't resent her anymore."

Uncle Zhang stared at Old Man Zhang with indifference. Old Man Zhang felt inexplicably guilty, his eyes flickering and uneasy. Uncle Zhang complained about his cowardly father, but at least he didn't let him starve to death, and the money he owed to his filial piety would not be less. At least he couldn't let himself be branded as an unfilial father and implicate his son.

"I know. After all, there's nothing to bother with a dead person." He turned and left.

He donated money and effort not because he really forgave that mother. He needed to do some superficial work to show it to others. In the eyes of the villagers, he and the Zhang family were closely connected.

More than ten years ago, I forced and threatened my parents to separate. No matter what the reason was, the matter has been brought up again after so long. Those who supported me at the time may turn against me at any time. What I did was also a manifestation of unfilial piety.

I never thought about it for my son before. I thought it didn’t matter if I was considered unfilial. As long as I could live a peaceful life with my wife, I didn’t care about any infamy.

I can't act impulsively now. I still have to do some superficial work. Besides, I really don't think it's necessary to bother with the dead.

His wife almost lost her life because of her premature birth, so he took care of her funeral regardless of the past. Although it was not a grand funeral, at least she didn't even have a coffin.

After my performance this time, it would be unreasonable for the villagers to bring up old grudges. After all, it was just a quarrel and a split among family members. It was not a big deal. To put it simply, it was just an ordinary family affair.

Aunt Zhang was in the period of confinement after giving birth, so naturally she did not need to go to the mourning hall. She was taking care of the child at home and had no idea that the villagers outside were spreading rumors.

Uncle Zhang had to take care of his mother's funeral, and he and Uncle Li had built most of the oven, so the remaining work had to be done by Shen Ye and Uncle Li together, while Yan Yiyi was in charge of looking after the store.

When they came back that day, Aunt Qi was too embarrassed to go to the Qi family and tell Yan Yiyi gossip, so she stopped them on their way back. Xin Ye went home obediently to cook and did not stick with his wife to listen to gossip.

Yan Yiyi was taken home by Aunt Qi. Although this was her home, the discussion was about other people's affairs. Aunt Qi couldn't help but lower her voice: "Aye's wife, something happened. I don't know who started the rumor. Now the whole village is talking about it. An An from Zhang Wu's family is a disaster!"

Yan Yiyi was shocked. She didn't expect such a thing to happen: "What do you mean?" An An is just a baby who is less than ten days old. How could someone be so vicious to throw dirty water on him?

"They spread the story in great detail, saying that when Sister Yang first became pregnant with him, Old Lady Zhang brought people to cause trouble, and as a result, the Zhang family started fighting, and the fight even spread to Old Lady Zhang's parents' home!

When she was about to give birth, Sister Yang almost died of dystocia, and a few days after she was born, her grandmother died, so they decided that An An was a disaster star! "

Although it sounds far-fetched, it is indeed mysterious in a way. As a person with a golden finger, Yan Yiyi decided to check Zhang Sui'an's luck value.

Zhang Sui'an's luck value was 80 when he was born, which is a blessing of luck that many people may not be able to achieve even if they do good deeds all their lives.

Yan Yiyi suddenly noticed a line of not-so-obvious small print: Children born to Fukuzawa, the daughter of luck, will be blessed with good luck, and those who harbor ill will towards him will suffer the consequences.

So, Old Lady Zhang had murderous intentions towards him, and the result of the malicious backlash was her death.

Hiss——As the daughter of luck, she herself doesn’t even have this buff bonus! She, doesn’t, accept it!

Yan Yiyi quickly asked No. 2 to report back. As a girl of luck, how can she be called a girl of luck without some pomp and circumstance? She must be given full buffs!

System: [Host, you have not yet officially become the Daughter of Luck. You can only influence them, but cannot strengthen yourself for the time being.]

Yan Yiyi: [No, isn't the order wrong? Shouldn't you strengthen myself first and then bless others? ]

System: [No, host. To use a simple analogy, you are currently a girl of luck in the internship period. You need to complete tasks before you can become a regular employee. After you become a regular employee, your abilities will belong to you.

For mortals, even if you are a lucky girl in the internship period, you are still a lucky girl and can enjoy the blessings of the lucky girl.

The sons who receive your blessing will be outstanding people in the future. When they become great figures and benefit the people, the merits they gain will be provided to you. 】

Yan Yiyi: [How to create a son or daughter of Fukuzawa? ]

System: [You must be sincere in your help, and his parents must have a good impression of you and be a person of good character.]

Yan Yiyi couldn't help but frowned: [The conditions are so harsh? ]

System: [Yes.]

Aunt Qi saw that Yan Yiyi was in a daze after hearing what she said. She called out to her several times but she didn't respond. She couldn't help but shook her shoulders and said, "Aye, my wife!"

Yan Yiyi came back to her senses instantly, smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, Aunt Qi, I was thinking about the problem, and I just happened to think of a solution, but it depends on what Uncle and Aunt Wu choose."

Aunt Qi was delighted: "Really? Let's go and find Sister Yang now. If she hears these bad rumors, she will think all sorts of things."

"This word is called wild thoughts. Aunt Qi, don't forget to let Da Hu continue to teach you how to recognize words and phrases. Just because you can't use them now doesn't mean you won't need them in the future."

Yan Yiyi encouraged Aunt Qi to persist in studying. In case Da Hu became an official after learning a lot, Aunt Qi would be the official's mother, and knowing a few words would be very convenient for her to help manage the servants in the backyard.

Aunt Qi also thought of the principles Yan Yiyi had once told her, and nodded seriously: "Okay, I'll learn! Learn well!" She had been thinking about making money by growing vegetables and sweet potatoes during this period, and had forgotten to learn to read. This time she must persevere!

"Then you go ahead and do your work, Auntie. I'll go find Auntie Wu and tell you when I get the result."

"Go ahead, don't forget to come back and tell me!"

"Forget it, just ask me again~"

"Hahahahaha, yes!"

Yan Yiyi didn't even go home, but went straight to Aunt Zhang's house.

Along the way, I did hear a lot of villagers talking, especially those who lived near Aunt Zhang Wu's house. When they saw that it was Yan Yiyi who came, they all stopped talking and turned around and dispersed as if nothing had happened.