The next morning, just after dawn, Old Mrs. Wang dragged her frail body and stubbornly got up to watch He Cuihua and her daughter make breakfast.

Last night, Erya delayed her and she didn't watch them make dinner. She didn't know how much lard and sugar they used. Even a little more would make her feel heartbroken.

As for the eggs, she always counted them individually, so she'd know if one was missing. But at a glance, it was obvious that more than half were missing. She counted them, and wow, ten were missing! This was unbearable!

"Ah! I'm going to die. Are you the reincarnation of starving ghosts? Can you eat ten eggs in one meal?" Old Mrs. Wang slammed the doors of the three maids angrily, making loud bangs.

Daya and Sanya were too scared to open the door. Sanya mustered up the courage and said, "Grandma, this is not for us to eat."

"If it's not you who's eating it? You guys ate it all while I wasn't watching you all during the meal, aren't you afraid of choking to death? No one of you is allowed to eat today!" Old Mrs. Wang was very angry.

Daya was anxious, thinking of Erya who had not returned home all night, "It was Erya who stole the food! She sneaked out early in the morning, it must be her!"

Sanya saw her winking and agreed, "Ah, yes, yes, it was Erya who stole it."

Old Lady Wang was furious. She subconsciously raised her head and straightened her waist. There was a "crack" sound and a sharp pain in her waist, several times more severe than yesterday. "Ouch, ouch, second brother, second wife, come quickly."

The two men came out and skillfully helped Old Lady Wang back into the house.

Even as Old Lady Wang cried out in pain, she took the time to command, "Go, bring that damned girl Erya back here, and make her spit out the egg for me!"

Wang Dagui went to the mountain to look for someone, but all he saw was a pair of black cloth shoes on the edge of a cliff, and some wild vegetables and mushrooms scattered around. He couldn't recognize the shoes, but the style of the basket was clearly his own.

The elders of Wangjia Village had always warned people not to approach that side of the cliff. He poked his head out tremblingly, and heard small stones rolling down, so he quickly drew his head back in fright.

Arya fell! Arya was gone! He slumped to the ground, stunned for a long moment.

It wasn't that he had any deep feelings for his niece. He was wondering if his elder brother would send money back in the future. Although he wouldn't be able to spend much of the money, it would still allow him to have a good meal once in a while. What a shame!

Wang Dagui recovered, picked up the basket, and gathered up all the wild vegetables and mushrooms. He thought, "This can't be wasted, right?" Then he strode back to report the news.

An Yan was lying in the shade of a tree not far away, looking at the cliff fall scene she had deliberately created and the mushrooms that had been picked up by Wang Dagui. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she decided to go and watch the show first.

Wang Dagui ran all the way and shouted loudly: "Mom! Erya fell off the cliff and is gone!"

Almost half of the village heard it and talked about it. Some felt sorry for her, while others thought she was relieved. After all, everyone saw how Erya lived in the Wang family. However, since Old Mrs. Wang was not an easy person to get along with, they were afraid of being relied upon, so they just secretly gave her some food.

When Old Lady Wang heard the noise, she was lying in bed, drinking water from a bowl. Her hand shook and the bowl fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. She was heartbroken. "Scream, scream, scream! Will you speak properly?"

Wang Dagui was sweating profusely after running. He put down the basket and repeated what he saw while panting.

Old Lady Wang was stunned. Her first reaction was, "Ten taels of silver are gone?" Then she lamented, "Oh, why didn't she wait a few days until she got married before dying?" Otherwise, she could have gone to the Yang family to get more money.

She subconsciously wanted to look through the silver in the hole in the wall, but realized Wang Dagui was still there, so she stopped. She wasn't worried about what to do if the Yang family came to ask for her, didn't they still have two people at home? Anyway, the silver in her pocket was impossible to return.

Her tone was heavy, her face etched with sorrow, but her eyes were shrewd. "So, Arya's body can't be found? In that case, let's build a cenotaph for her. She died young, so a grand funeral isn't appropriate. Keep it simple. Dig a hole next to your father's grave and bury something she used often."

When Wang Dagui heard that his mother had said it could be done for free, he readily agreed.

When they heard that Erya had died, He Cuihua, her mother and daughter were unhappy. Doesn't that mean they have to do all the housework?

But Daya and Sanya became happy again when they thought that they had a room to themselves. They happily took the basket handed to them by Wang Dagui and prepared to cook mushroom soup in the evening.

Wangjia Village is not big. If there is something going on, the old ladies will chat for a while, and the whole village will know about it in half a day.

Some relatives came to inquire about the news and asked when Old Lady Wang was going to hold the funeral and the banquet. Old Lady Wang threw a tantrum and cried poor. She asked for money, which she obviously didn't want to pay back. She acted as if others owed her something, leaving the relatives speechless and they walked away.

In the end, he just dug a hole casually, threw one of her tattered clothes in, and that was it. It was extremely perfunctory.

The villagers were a little fed up with it and privately told Wang Dagui and his wife that they were putting all the blame on Old Lady Wang, saying they couldn't get her to do anything about it. After all, it was someone else's family matter, so it wasn't easy to keep trying to persuade them.

The Wang family's already poor reputation plummeted to the bottom. If it weren't for Wang Yucheng, who passed the imperial examination and became a student, and people thought that he might have a bright future, no one would have wanted to bother with their family anymore.

Old Lady Wang was delighted to have saved herself another unnecessary expense. She scooped up the mushroom soup she had just been served. For some reason, she found it particularly delicious and drank it all without realizing it.

Wang Dagui and his family also thought it tasted good, and they drank it up without leaving a drop, paired with brown rice porridge.

Da Ya and San Ya decided on the spot to pick these mushrooms again next time. Why didn’t the ones they picked before taste so good? Or was it that Er Ya, this damn girl, who knew how to find a good place!

Sanya licked the bowl clean, put it down with a reluctant look, and burped. Then she saw An Yan, looking pale, in the shadows outside the yard. She clutched her head and screamed in fear, "Ah!!! Erya, don't come over here! I didn't bully you, it was grandma who beat you. Go find her and take her away!"

She picked up the bowl and tried to cover her head with it, but Erya's sinister smiling face appeared in the bowl again. She was so scared that she dropped the bowl and ran away. As a result, she hit her head on the door and fainted.

No one went to help her because the other three people were also trapped in the illusion. They all stood on the table and looked under the table in fear, as if there was a cliff in front of them.

Daya's legs were shaking and she screamed, "Erya, don't push me. I didn't kill you. I was wrong. Don't come over here!" Then her legs went soft and she fell down. She hit her head on the ground and fainted.

Wang Dagui and his wife mistook each other for Erya, but the situation was different.

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