Chapter 255: The Aunt Appears

Inside the siheyuan, the neighbors envied He Yushui for getting into a tertiary college, and wanted to persuade Shazhu to treat them to a celebration.

At the courtyard gate.

A person came who, to the siheyuan residents, was both familiar and unfamiliar, and at the same time shocked them immensely.

This person was not an outsider.

She was the widow of Yi Zhonghai, who had disappeared without a trace for seven or eight days after his death.

Many thought the aunt had left the sorrowful siheyuan, heartbroken, to return to her hometown in the countryside to live out her years.

Jia Zhangshi even, because the aunt wasn't in the siheyuan and couldn't borrow Huaihua to extort money from her, cordially greeted the aunt's parents.

Everyone had misunderstood the aunt.

During this time.

She had been living in a guesthouse not far from the siheyuan, about two li away.

The introduction letter was obtained by asking someone for help.

There's a reason for staying behind.

At first the aunt only knew that Yi Zhonghai provided material aid to the Jia family, but she didn't expect that he secretly gave money to Qin Huairu behind her back.

She hadn't originally intended to say it.

After all, Yi Zhonghai was Jia Dongxu's teacher.

He died in an accident.

As a teacher, Yi Zhonghai could not leave in the hearts of his coworkers and neighbors a reputation for ignoring his disciple's widow and children.

The money given out was given out.

In return, she obtained a high-end, impressive persona.

It wasn't a loss.

Stemming from such a thought.

Regarding Yi Zhonghai's aid to the Jia family, she turned a blind eye.

But she didn't expect that Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu had such a relationship, and to keep the truth that Huaihua bore the Yi surname hidden, she ruthlessly killed Jia Dongxu.

The aunt felt a sense of betrayal.

She also had no sympathy left for Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family.

In her eyes.

The Jia family and Yi Zhonghai were clearly of the same ilk.

Jia Zhangshi, when needed, still covered for Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai; the aunt hated Yi Zhonghai, hated Qin Huairu, and hated Jia Zhangshi.

Not leaving.

It was just to take revenge on the Jia family.

A few days earlier.

The aunt unexpectedly heard someone say this: the Jia family members in the siheyuan who constantly cried poor and said they couldn't open the pot and would go hungry were actually the wealthiest household in the siheyuan, storing fifty catties of white flour, twenty catties of rice, and a large jar of rendered pork fat and meat.

Besides the meat.

They also found over two thousand units of money in the Jia family's home.

This sum of money.

Qin Huairu openly admitted before many neighbors that the money was given by Yi Zhonghai.

Jia Zhangshi also patted his chest and gave a guarantee to everyone, shamelessly uttering a phrase begging for a beating.

"The money Yi Zhonghai gave our family for Huaihua—what does it have to do with you? Even if you demand it, you must go to Yi Zhonghai for it."

The implication of his words.

You have no right to demand money from us.

Wanting.

You must have Yi Zhonghai come.

Jia Zhangshi dares to say such bold things because he relies on Yi Zhonghai being dead.

A dead person cannot come back to life, nor can he crawl out of his coffin to demand payment from the Jia family.

But she had underestimated the aunt.

The aunt, who had shared a bed with Yi Zhonghai for decades, was qualified and had the right to demand from Jia Zhangshi the return of the money Yi Zhonghai had given to the Jia family.

Not fearing Jia Zhangshi's tantrums, over a hundred people can testify; not giving it would be shameless—surely Jia Zhangshi cannot ignore Bangeng's marriage and job prospects!

The aunt stepped into the siheyuan.

As expected.

Her appearance.

Even Yan Fugui was frightened.

"Are you from the old Yi family? The subdistrict office said you went back to your hometown in the countryside, and the Yegang chang baowei ke has sealed your house."

Seeing the aunt, Yan Fugui, startled and with a doubtful expression, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Mainly, the aunt before him looked like a different person from the aunt a few days ago, especially her complexion, giving him a feeling of vibrant vigor, as if she had turned her fate around.

Indeed, that's exactly the case.

In the previous life.

The aunt died late at night.

Yi Zhonghai's excuse was that the aunt suddenly had a heart attack in the late night, unable to speak or move, and he didn't know where she had placed her emergency medicine; by the time he found it, she was already dead.

Some speculated that the aunt perhaps knew something about Yi Zhonghai and was angered to death.

Is it true?

Is it fake?

There's no way to interrogate.

There's also no related evidence.

It's just a guess.

This lifetime.

Yi Zhonghai died.

The eldest aunt, however, is still alive.

This isn't defying heaven and changing fate—what is it?

"Are you coming back or leaving? If you're not leaving, where will you stay?"

Yan Fugui shouted, blasting everyone inside the Siheyuan out.

Who?

The eldest aunt!

He's finally back.

Neighbors eyed the Jia Family's savings of over two thousand dollars, and, hoping to do good, they wished the eldest aunt would return to the Siheyuan and ask the Jia Family for money.

It's always been the same idea.

I can profit, but you must lose; if you profit, I get nothing—sorry, I'll find a way to mess you up.

Typical poor-hating-the-poor.

Not hoping for any good for outsiders.

"Hey, you really are the eldest aunt."

"Eldest aunt, where have you been these days? The neighborhood office said you went back to your rural hometown, but we don't know where that is, so we've been worried. In these days you've been away, something big happened in the compound—the Jia Family isn't poor at all; they have white flour, rice, and money."

"Over two thousand dollars, Qin Huairu said this money was given by the eldest uncle, but the eldest uncle is gone, and the eldest aunt is alone, so she needs to save some for her old age."

"Don't be scared; if Jia Zhangshi causes a scene, we'll help you. Come on, let's go to the back courtyard to find the Jia Family."

No need for the eldest aunt to lift a finger.

Those neighbors who don't wish the Jia Family well volunteered to act as the vanguard of the eldest aunt's revenge against the Jia Family, escorting her toward the back courtyard.

……

Jia Zhangshi.

Her facial expression.

These few characters were clearly etched.

I have something to do.

Soon.

A woman dressed like a cadre's wife stopped Jia Zhangshi.

"Comrade, may I take a few minutes of your time to ask you something?"

"Com… comrade… what… matter… business?"

Jia Zhangshi couldn't speak clearly.

She was intimidated by the woman's clothing.

Cadre's wife.

In Jia Zhangshi's mind, that was a lofty, important figure.

"You… speak."

The woman's face showed a hint of embarrassment.

She looked like she wanted to speak but didn't dare, worried about implicating Jia Zhangshi.

She paused for over ten seconds.

The woman muttered, "Forget it, I'll look myself," then turned and walked off in the opposite direction from Jia Zhangshi.

Jia Zhangshi watched the woman leave, didn't follow, but turned left into a narrow alley, vaguely remembering that those ghost‑catching experts stayed in these alleys.

……

Siheyuan.

Qin Huairu was completely dumbfounded.

Eldest aunt!

Yi Zhonghai's wife!

The neighborhood office said she'd run back to her rural hometown.

How did she come back again?

She couldn't be here for that money, could she?

Over two thousand dollars: a few hundred from Yi Zhonghai, the rest over a thousand from the old Jia and young Jia's pensions, plus Qin Huairu's wages these past years.

Had I known the eldest aunt would come back swinging, Qin Huairu would surely have thought of another excuse, not dragging the dead Yi Zhonghai out to take the blame.

Yi Zhonghai's wife, after his death, demanding the Jia Family give him the money he left—is that a problem?

It's a problem.

We also have to say it's not a problem.

On what grounds should we give Qin Huairu money?

Just because Qin Huairu is Jia Dongxu's wife?

Nonsense.

Without all that earlier mess, people wouldn't even know Huaihua's surname is Yi, nor would they accept the excuse that Jia Dongxu's wife gave; outsiders really couldn't say anything.

After the master's own disciple died, he helped the disciple's family; this was an act of kindness.

This was the time.

That was the time.

The matter of Yi Zhonghai killing Jia Dongxu was exposed, and Long Laotaitai exposed the sordid fact that Huaihua was Yi Zhonghai's daughter.

After Yi Zhonghai's kind help of a few words, people drew a big question mark, suspecting that his motive for helping was utterly impure.

Qin Huairu again pinned the source of the Jia Family's two thousand yuan on Yi Zhonghai's head; the two fools all understood, and the old lady had come just for the money.

He cursed the neighbors' ancestors eight generations over in his heart, bluntly saying the neighbors had come down with jealousy sickness, unable to bear seeing the Jia Family prosper at all.