Chapter 365: What kind of thing am I, that I can't even figure myself out?

"Gui Lian, you keep saying this over and over again; do you know I'm angry? Isn't Wenxuan my own son? Do you think I don't care about Wenxuan's marriage?"

Du Guan pretended to hum in displeasure; once his ties with De Ben thaw, he can take advantage of De Ben again—cough, cough, do business with De Ben again.

With Shizi Ling's specialties, even if they're not rare treasures, they're still valuable items; let alone helping their family climb another rung, even becoming a famous wealthy family in Qingyang County is no problem.

Moreover, with De Ben as the newly appointed Shizi Ling Mountain God, they barely have a backer, so they needn't worry that making too much money will attract schemers who will demand they spend money on "good deeds".

Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face.

De Ben is the Mountain God of Shizi Ling; although he's a low‑rank deity, on this tiny slice of Qingyang County he's still very useful. Even the wealthy families of Qingyang County Seat, and even the County Lord himself, have to give him some face.

Being able to earn a huge sum without fearing extortion, he takes out a little money and tells Du Wenxuan, that little rabbit, to arrange a marriage and bring a wife back—what's the big deal?

It's just a drop in the ocean!

Zhang Guilian sneered, said nothing more, withdrew her gaze, and briskly walked toward where Li Ping and the others had gathered.

What kind of creature is her own husband, could she still not know? He wants money but not a son, even discarding ancestors; otherwise, after all these years, how could he be so reluctant to spend money, even unwilling to arrange a marriage for his son or spend a fortune to bring a wife back.

Otherwise.

Why does she have to repeat this over and over in front of that damn thing? It's because she doesn't have much confidence in that damn thing.

She worries that the damn thing will earn money, and would rather take all the earnings into the coffin than arrange a marriage for his son.

She doesn't even realize that if her Wenxuan fails to marry and have children, what face will that damn thing have a hundred years later when it goes to Yincao Difu to meet the ancestors of the Old Du family.

Du Guan, irritated, watched Zhang Guilian's retreating back; the look she gave when she turned away made him very angry. Could it be that in his own wife's eyes he is the kind of liar who doesn't even care about his own son's marriage, and he said:

"Don't worry, as soon as I earn money, I'll have a matchmaker arrange a suitable marriage for our Wenxuan. I don't even know whether it's your Du surname or my Du surname; you care about the Old Du family's continuation more than I do!"

"Father, my marriage isn't actually urgent!"

Du Wenxuan sneered, "After you go back, could you give me a hundred taels of silver?"

Du Guan glanced at Du Wenxuan but ignored him.

That damn thing really is an ungrateful white‑eyed wolf; he doesn't even know how his own family could produce such a creature, give us advice, and still have the nerve to ask for money?

And on top of that, the damn thing is demanding a hundred taels of silver in one go. Our family usually can't even earn that much in a year; how can that damn thing have the audacity to ask for so much?

Du Wenxuan looked at Du Guan's expression, grew anxious, and angrily said, "Father, you aren't thinking of backing out, are you?"

"Big sister-in-law, little sister, Wang Lin!"

Zhang Guilian walked over with a flattering smile.

Li Ping and the others, who had been chatting, heard Zhang Guilian's words, looked at her expression, and felt a chill.

Guihua has been fine; since marrying into the Wang Family, she rarely interacts with her second sister. Apart from the early days before that brute rose to power, when her second sister treated her poorly, once that brute made a name for himself, not only her second sister but even Du Guan treated her and their whole family warmly.

It seems even their own ancestors aren't treated with as much enthusiasm as she is!

Every time they meet, she feels extremely uncomfortable, not as natural as being with her elder brother's family.

Li Ping didn't even glance at the flattering‑smiling Zhang Guilian. Since their family's hunted game hasn't been sold cheaply to Du Guan, Zhang Guilian not only shows a poor attitude toward their family, but even their family doesn't come. She's not Zhang Deben, not Zhang Guilian's biological elder brother; she's Zhang Guilian's sister‑in‑law, but there's no blood relation between them.

If Zhang Guilian gives her face, she would return the favor, treating Zhang Guilian as a younger sister‑in‑law, but Zhang Guilian doesn't even give face to her own elder brother Zhang Deben.

Naturally she wouldn't have a good attitude toward Zhang Guilian!

Especially...

She had Zhang Chengyong invite Zhang Guilian's family over; after all, her husband just left, and they needed Zhang Guilian's family to attend the funeral, yet Zhang Guilian said those words in front of her son, which broke her heart.

At this moment, not to mention having a good attitude toward Zhang Guilian, if it weren't for fearing that De Ben's departure would be unsettling—no, now that De Ben has become the Shizi Ling Mountain God, there's no need to report to the Yama King.

It's fear of making a laughingstock.

Otherwise.

She really wants to drive Zhang Guilian's whole family away!

Just now.

Zhang Guilian's cold attitude immediately clashed with her other sister‑in‑law Guihua's family; now she licks her face and greets warmly without a second thought.

This novel you...

Don't even have to think.

It's 100% because of her husband; her elder brother became the Shizi Ling Mountain God; she—no, to be precise, it's Du Guan, that ungrateful scoundrel, who wants to profit from her husband, which is why Zhang Guilian was sent away like that.

Otherwise.

In the past, Zhang Guilian, since their family rose to power, that time wasn't even a nose‑to‑nose with her as the sister‑in‑law; even the elder brother who supported her wasn't taken into account.

"Sister‑in‑law..."

Zhang Guilian, seeing no one pay attention to her, felt some resentment; she had clearly bowed her head, yet these bastards gave her no face. Thinking of her purpose for coming here, she could only swallow her anger and prepare to keep greeting.

Who sent her here with a truly sincere purpose but to suffer grievance? Without some grievance, how could her elder brother's family possibly 'forgive' her?

Although.

She doesn't care whether her elder brother's family forgives her; she believes she hasn't done anything wrong, so why would they need to forgive her?

Her main concern is that useless rabbit son; suffering a bit for his marriage—what does that even matter?

"Mother, my father successfully became the Shizi Ling Mountain God; the monsters occupying Shizi Ling were slain. My father no longer worries about being eaten by those monsters, not even having a chance to be reborn!"

Before Zhang Guilian could finish speaking, an excited voice rang out; Zhang Chengyong strode over, and as soon as he spoke, he saw that no one around showed surprise, and he exclaimed in bewilderment:

"Mother, why aren't you excited? Are you not happy that my father succeeded in becoming the Shizi Ling Mountain God?"

(End of Chapter)