Dr. Jiang, Zheng Lingling, and Sun Wu were executed that day. Old Mrs. Zheng bought lots of joss paper, took it to the crossroad, and burned it, "Sister, brother-in-law, Lingling, I’ve wronged your family of three. It was my lack of discernment, fostering a tiger to invite trouble!"
"Today is the day that ungrateful family was shot. Sister, brother-in-law, Lingling, can you see this?"
Strangely enough, though it had been clear skies, rain began to fall in the afternoon.
The rain continued for two days.
By the second day, the weather cleared up.
With such a major incident in the Zheng Family, Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui feared that staying in the old Zheng house might be too emotionally painful for the two elderly, as every corner reminded them of Zheng Lingling, Sun Wu, and Zheng Xianjing.
Thus, they suggested that the elders move to Jinghua Village with them.
The roads to Jinghual Village had been fixed, making transportation convenient, and the village had fresh air. Plus, the Ni Family’s house was well renovated and more comfortable to live in.
Old Mr. Zheng and Old Mrs. Zheng were very willing.
That very day, they dismissed all the servants of the Zheng Family and moved to Jinghua Village.
Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui had moved from Jinghua Village to the Zheng house in winter, and now, they were moving back in the summertime.
Learning that Ni Yang and the others had moved back, the villagers of Jinghua Village were very happy. Worried they might have nothing to eat upon just returning, each household brought over a lot of food.
Old Mrs. Zheng said with a smile, "The people here are really warm-hearted!"
Old Mr. Zheng nodded, "Indeed!"
Seeing that Old Mr. Zheng and Old Mrs. Zheng had moved over, Ni Yang said, "Why don’t we bring grandma over too?"
Ni Yang was referring to Old Mrs. Shangguan.
The Shangguan Family only had Old Mrs. Shangguan by herself, with Shangguan Xu and Shangguan Xi living outside. They usually only came back on weekends, and sometimes they didn’t return for weeks.
Although Shangguan Dehui, Ni Cuihua, and Ni Yang visited her every week, rain or shine, the old lady was inevitably lonely.
You get lonely when you’re old.
Isn’t it just about having some liveliness?
Since the Ni family had plenty of rooms with their house, even ten or eight more people could fit.
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