My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

What Zhou Qinghe wasn't sure about was whether Zhou Jingyi was dead or not.

Therefore, we choose to observe.

As it turned out, his choice was correct.

No sooner had Zhou Qinghe and Wang Shi arrived home than Zhou Jingyi came looking for them.

As soon as Zhou Jingyi entered Qingshui Village, many busybodies put down what they were doing and made a lot of noise, inviting each other to go see the play.

Wang beat his mother to death, and everyone wished Zhou Jingyi could take up a knife and kill that vicious woman.

When they arrived at the Zhou family's house, they found it wasn't as noisy as they had imagined.

Zhou Jingyi just stood there at the entrance of the Zhou family's house, without saying a word. He wouldn't go in even when Zhou Qinghe tried to pull him inside, and he ignored the villagers when they spoke to him.

“Jingyi, this is all a misunderstanding. Come inside with your uncle first, and I will explain it to you slowly,” Zhou Qinghe said patiently.

Zhou Jingyi merely glanced at him indifferently, his entire body icy cold.

"What exactly do you want! Everyone's gone, do you want your grandmother to die as atonement? Zhou Jingyi, it's been half a year since I last saw you, and you've become so heartless and ungrateful?"

"Heh." Zhou Jingyi sneered, still saying nothing, but gave Zhou Qinghe a chilling look before leaving.

He didn't question his mother about being beaten, nor did he seek compensation from the Zhou family.

From beginning to end, there was only one cold laugh.

Everyone was stunned by the laughter, and they were all trying to guess Zhou Jingyi's intentions.

After much speculation, the blame eventually fell on Zhou Qinghe, who was accused of forcing his nephew to commit suicide because his mother had clearly killed the other man's mother. He was then accused of becoming heartless and ungrateful.

Zhou Qinghe used to work in town and had some connections. Wang Shi always relied on this to show off to the whole village, which made everyone a little wary.

But now that Zhou Qinghe has been dismissed and this has happened, everyone wants to kick him while he's down to prove they're superior to the Zhou family.

These are the people of Qingshui Village.

Zhou Jingyi went to his own home, while the Xu family was still eating.

When Xu Yingying saw him arrive, she hurriedly pulled him into the kitchen and closed the door. "Nephew, you've finally arrived. Did your mother tell you what you were going to do?"

"I just came from the Zhou family's place." Zhou Jingyi patted his chest. "I was so nervous."

He felt somewhat guilty when facing his uncle just now.

That indifferent demeanor was something he learned from Xiao Yuanshan; he didn't speak, just stared, staring at one person and then another, letting them panic on their own.

Zhou Jingyi recounted Yang Fenglan's confession and the Zhou family's behavior, and Xu Yingying laughed heartily, "She truly is my good sister; she didn't disappoint me."

“Uncle Xu, Auntie, my mother also told me to go to the village chief to be a witness and to rent the house and land to your family openly, so as to prevent the Zhou family or the Xu family from doing bad things behind our backs,” Zhou Jingyi said.

"Alright, nephew, then thank you for your trouble." Xu Yingying handed Zhou Jingyi a piece of cake.

"You're quite shameless." Lin Cuiniang shook her head helplessly. "Jingyi, your mother said she would lend us the house, but we can't just stay for free. Go back and ask your mother how much money is appropriate for you per year."

“No money needed. My mother said you’ve helped her a lot, so she wants you to stay. If you really feel bad about it, just take good care of those few acres of land,” Zhou Jingyi said.

Lin Cuiniang insisted on giving some money, and even got up to get the money, but Xu Yingying pulled her back, saying, "Mother, don't bother with this. Don't forget, Fenglan's business is a partnership between us. She'll share the profits with me later. We can talk to her about renting a room then."

Xu Yingying didn't feel like she was living under someone else's roof when she moved into this house; on the contrary, she felt it was all her due.