"Aunt, you just like to bully ."
"Don’t just joke around; hurry up and eat, and after we’re done, let’s go to the living room to chat." Old Mrs. Wen said while serving food to Wen Xin: "Xiao Xin, eat more, look how thin you are."
Li Niangying laughed: "Xiao Xin, what mom ans by ’just right’ is looking like I do now, 163 cm tall and 69 kg, so you better be ntally prepared."
"Won look prettier with a fuller figure, you all just don’t understand this. Otherwise, back in the day..." The old lady’s voice suddenly choked up.
"Mom, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault." Wen Xin put down her chopsticks and hugged her mother, crying inconsolably. Since returning, everyone had always been avoiding this matter, but eventually, it was inevitable that the conversation would turn to this.
The originally cheerful atmosphere had beco instantly somber; it was the old lady who recovered first, patting her daughter: "Xiao Xin, your mother knows your temperant best. The incident with Xiao Rou can’t be blad on you. Stop carrying that burden on your shoulders. I didn’t ntion it before because I didn’t want you to dwell on it."
Uncle Wen Song sighed lightly: "Xiao Xin, listen to mom."
"The dead are gone, the living continue as such, Xiao Xin, if you had realized this sooner, we wouldn’t have been separated for so many years. We can’t continue to dwell on this."
"Sister, the second brother is right. If you think about it, can you really bla yourself? If you look like this, elder sister in the other world won’t be at peace either."
Wen Xin nodded gratefully at her brothers and looked at Old Mrs. Wen: "Mom, I’ll co ho more often to visit you and dad, and also carry elder sister’s filial duties, is that okay?"
"Good! That’s right, that’s how it should be!"
"Mom, I want to go to sister’s grave today to pay tribute. I haven’t dared to face it for so many years, and I truly owe her an apology..." Seeing Old Mrs. Wen’s worried expression, Wen Xin quickly explained: "Don’t worry, this ti I’ve really co to understand."
Old Mrs. Wen nodded: "Fine, let Xiao Tong accompany you."
Wen Tong hesitated for a mont: "Sister, you’re also quite tired today, I think it’s better to go tomorrow morning, what do you think?"
"Okay, then tomorrow it is." Wen Xin originally wanted to insist, but Luo Zhenggang quietly gave her a look, and she complacently agreed with Wen Tong.
Old Mrs. Wen thought for a mont: "Xiao Tong, when you go tomorrow, also pick up Yu Miao on the way. It’s not right to leave it as it is, what do you think?"
Wen Tong waved her hand: "Mom, forget it, her heart isn’t with us. Forcing her to co along is pointless. I’ll find ti to deal with the paperwork, don’t worry about it."
...
While everyone in the living room was discussing little uncle and little aunt’s affairs, Luo Ye slipped away to the little lake she had visited in the morning, fixating on Moon Mountain in the distance until her eyes began to sting, yet she felt nothing unusual.
Finally, she sat down in defeat by the lake’s edge, as she certainly couldn’t just ask soone to shoot at her to test it, could she?
She had rushed here so urgently for a reason; she had once followed Tang Luoying Nuo with Xing Nong to a shooting range and tried live ammunition shooting. At that ti, she had not felt anything unusual, including during the shooting itself.
Tomorrow, she would visit her aunt’s grave, but who knew if there would be danger? It was not easy to have avoided the tragedy that was originally going to befall the Luo Family, and she definitely did not want to risk any accidents.
She admitted she was also worried about Grandpa’s family, but in her heart, naturally, her own family mattered the most. She didn’t feel there was anything wrong with this, as human nature is inherently self-interested.
No, she had to persuade her mother to put off visiting her aunt’s grave for now. In this life, she absolutely could not accept losing any mber of her family—father, mother, or brother—no way!
"Ah!"
It was only when Luo Ye stood up that she realized Wen Yan had co over at so point, standing quietly behind her.
"Big brother, why did you co here? What if there’s danger?" While speaking, Luo Ye glanced towards Moon Mountain and urgently pushed Wen Yan to head back, with a look of anxiety on her face.
"Ye’er, it’s okay, the other party won’t strike again." Wen Yan smiled and took a seat with Luo Ye: "I couldn’t find you, so I guessed you were still fretting over this issue and ca looking."
Luo Ye looked at him worriedly: "How do you know they won’t strike again? Did you find sothing?"
"People have been dispatched to investigate. Ye’er, you need to trust a bit, the Wen Family has been around for so many years; we’re not a soft persimmon to be squashed so easily."
Luo Ye pouted and thought to herself: "If it weren’t for my tily discovery, you, this ’hard persimmon,’ would have been burst open."
Seeing the expression on Luo Ye’s face, Wen Yan knew what she was thinking and laughed: "Indeed, if it weren’t for Ye’er’s formidable action today, big brother might have beco a corpse. So things I cannot ntion without Grandfather’s permission, but I can assure Ye’er that there will be absolutely no danger when we go to pay respects to our great aunt tomorrow!"
"Big brother, if you don’t tell the truth, I won’t be able to relax. The second brother told us so things about you earlier, and sister Keke also shared her suspicions, suggesting it might be the Feng Family. But after reflecting on it, it just doesn’t seem like sothing the Feng Family would do, right?"
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"Ye’er is indeed intelligent. Indeed, the analysis from Grandpa, my dad, and my uncles also doesn’t suggest it’s the Feng Family..." Wen Yan suddenly saw Grandpa Wen’s personal butler, Uncle Liu, approaching and quickly stood up with Luo Ye: "Ye’er, Grandpa must be looking for . Let’s go back together, I don’t feel at ease with you being here alone."
Nuajin is updating late today, but I really got stuck today, stuck on my mood, facing so frustrating events, and kept getting distracted while typing, then kept revising, ending up with only 3000 words till now, sigh!
Nuajin is especially grateful to ’Eternal Post-rainy Season’ Xiao Yu for their generous support and to Pink for Nuan and the regular subscribers. Tomorrow, Nuajin will strive to write more. (To be continued... If you wish to know what happens next, please visit qidian for more Chapters and support the author and legitimate reading!)
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