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Song Chunlan is not someone you can easily mess with. When she gets angry, no one can do anything to her. She put her hands on her hips and said fearlessly:

"She fell off the bed and died. Are you satisfied now? If you are not satisfied, go find the village head, report it to the police, or go to the county magistrate!

It would be better to let everyone know that the old woman gave birth to two unfilial sons, and all her descendants are unfilial. We didn’t even know that the old woman died in the cowshed.

Although there are many conflicts between the two families, they are still from the same bloodline and are one family. If something really happens, no one can escape.

Niu Jinlian's mouth twitched slightly and she dared not say anything more.

When Song Chunlan gets angry, she even scolds herself!

She was ashamed of herself.

Song Chunlan raised her chin, looking like a smug villain.

“At least my daughter-in-law took care of the old woman, and my daughter was by her side when she died.

It was our eldest wife who discovered that the old lady was dead. What did your second wife do?

This cowshed also belongs to our main house.

Usually, the food and firewood are delivered by Lai Fu from my family himself. Unlike some people, the old lady will not deliver them unless she goes to get them herself. Every month saved is a month’s saving.

You still have the nerve to say these things to me. I tell you, you'd better keep your tails between your legs and behave yourself, otherwise your reputation as an unfilial second wife will be solidified!

Your four precious grandsons won’t be able to find wives in the future!”

This is also what Song Chunlan is most jealous of. She also has four grandchildren, but only one grandson. The remaining three are all useless girls and money-losing goods.

Niu Jinlian's Achilles' heel is her precious grandson.

When she heard that Song Chunlan dared to curse her precious grandson that he would never get married, she immediately became furious and slapped Song Chunlan in the face.

"Your grandson can't find a wife, and your daughter can't get married either!"

"You dare to hit me!" Song Chunlan covered her face, glared at Niu Jinlian, and spat in her face.

"Niu Jinlian, I'm not done with you!" Then the two of them started fighting.

For a moment, the small cowshed was in chaos.

Yuan Junyao quickly hid aside for fear of being affected.

She looked at the two men fighting each other and waved her hands in a pretentious manner, saying, "Oh, stop it, stop it, don't pull my hair, don't scratch my face, and don't kick me!"

Although she was trying to reconcile, the smile on her face was clearly full of gloating.

The fight between the two was all caused by her words.

Zhang Guicai and Zhang Guiyun were trying to stop the fight. Zhang Laifu and others outside the house hurried into the house, not knowing what was going on.

But as soon as Zhang Lai Fu came in, he saw Yuan Junyao's unconcealable smile on her face.

After being separated, the two were still staring at each other, wishing they could bite off a piece of each other's flesh.

Zhang Guiyun didn't want to find out how his mother died. She was already dead, so he just wanted her to close her eyes. So he said:

"I am our mother. If she dies with regrets, we will all suffer together!"

Niu Jinlian brushed her messy hair aside and panted as she said, "That's right. If you don't want to get into trouble, go call that damned girl Zhang Laiyan over."

There is obviously something wrong with my mother's death, and it is closely related to Zhang Lai Yan, otherwise Song Chunlan would not have reacted so strongly and dragged the second wife into it.

But none of this matters anymore. The most important thing is to let me close my eyes.

It would be good for them if I died, but if I don't close my eyes, it will bring disaster to everyone.

Song Chunlan was also afraid that it would be bad for her descendants. Her face was burning with pain at this moment because she was scratched by Niu Jinlian. She gritted her teeth and thought in her heart that she would catch it back sooner or later and scratch Niu Jinlian's face to pieces. Unfortunately, her nails had just been cut off a few days ago.

Before leaving, Song Chunlan thought of her daughter's appearance of having lost all her three souls and seven spirits, and couldn't help but look at Yuan Junyao viciously again.

Yuan Junyao had not had time to retract the smile on her face. She had never expected Song Chunlan to look at her.

But she was not panicked, and even raised her eyebrows at Song Chunlan, which made Song Chunlan's face twisted with anger. She snorted coldly, thinking that she would deal with Yuan Junyao later, and she couldn't embarrass herself in front of the second house.

Zhang Lai Yan locked herself in the room. She even wrapped herself in a blanket in this hot weather and refused to take it off even though she was sweating profusely. She looked obviously frightened.

Song Chunlan was furious when she saw her like this when she just got home. She couldn't help but yell, "You useless thing, you are more likely to cause trouble than to help."

Unexpectedly, her loud voice scared Zhang Lai Yan so much that she held her head in her hands and trembled all over.

"Ah, don't come over here! Don't come over here! Grandma, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

Song Chunlan walked up to her, pulled off the blanket, and slapped her hard.

"Wake up, please."

The slap stunned Zhang Lai Yan, and the next moment a strong smell of urine came into his nose.

She has become incontinent.

Song Chunlan was struck by a bolt from the blue. She wondered if her daughter had gone mad with fear.

Or are you scared out of your wits?

She hurriedly locked the man in the house, ran to call a doctor, and then called a fortune teller to come and exorcise the evil spirit.

Zhang Laiyan's mind was filled with the face of the dead man that she saw when she woke up in the morning.

She was timid to begin with, and after being frightened by Yuan Junyao, she was completely scared.

The doctor came soon and prescribed some tranquilizers for Zhang Laiyan, saying that she should not be stimulated anymore and should just have a good sleep.

The witch pretended to do something, and finally took the five eggs and left.

After all this trouble, Zhang Lai Yan, who had taken the sedative, finally fell asleep.

It seems that I can't go to the mourning hall to kowtow and admit my mistake today.

At night, the moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and the breeze is cool.

Yuan Junyao planned to keep watch in the cowshed tonight, and she would sleep on the wooden bed where her grandmother had slept before she died.

The ones who arranged to keep vigil tonight are Zhang Lai Fu and Zhang De.

The eldest grandson of the two families, and Yuan Junyao is the one he wants to keep.

The general rule here is to keep the body for three days and hold a one-day banquet, the size of which depends on the family's financial situation.

Yuan Junyao slept on the only bed in the cowshed, and the other two could only go to the fields to find straw and spread a thick layer on the ground for a temporary rest.

There was a coffin next to them with a dead person lying inside. Naturally, the two of them couldn't sleep. The wind was even howling into the room, which was particularly creepy.

Only now did they realize that the environment in which grandma lived was so terrible.

Only when someone dies do we know how to miss him and how to cherish him.

Many memories of the past came to mind, and they felt particularly melancholy.

Especially Zhang De, he found that he hadn't seen his grandmother for a long time, and he couldn't even remember how long it was, a year ago or half a year ago.

Yuan Junyao fell asleep very quickly. She was really tired after a busy day.

They stayed in the cowshed all day, and even their meals were delivered to them.

In her dream, she saw her grandmother.

Grandma waved goodbye to her, with no pain on her face and no regrets.

Only liberation.

She was liberated and free.