"Wenzheng?" The man immediately shouted in shock, and after snapping back to reality, he called out to the Clan Leader and Ye Jiu, "It’s Wenzheng, Wenzheng has come back..."
In an instant, everyone’s gaze shifted from Ye Jiu to Ye Wenzheng, bombarding him with questions.
Some asked where he had been during this time and exactly what he had been doing?
Ye Wenzheng instinctively looked at Ye Jiu, who stood in the center drawing much attention, and upon seeing Ye Jiu nodding at him, he began to answer with peace of mind.
Meanwhile, Ye Jiu directed his mocking gaze undisguised at the third grandmother, "Regarding today’s matter, I hope the third grandmother can give our Ye Family an explanation. Otherwise, we will have to invite you to have a cup of tea with the Lord County Magistrate."
Madam He suddenly stepped forward and spat forcefully in the third grandmother’s face, "Ptui! You old thing, you were never good, even when you were young. If you’re pulling such a stunt today, it’s just because you’re coveting our family’s money. Have you even looked at yourself? You shameless old hag..."
Ye Jiu, who had just been serious, couldn’t help but find Madam He’s outburst quite out of character.
Glancing at the women and children around him who were enjoying the spectacle, Ye Jiu stepped forward to pull Madam He back, "Mother, stop scolding. It’s not worth tiring yourself out. Let’s go home."
Ye Jiu truly disliked standing here being treated as the butt of a joke.
Madam He finally calmed down, pulled by Ye Jiu, yet she couldn’t help but add, "This old thing just deserves a good lesson..."
Ye Jiu and Madam He led the way while the rest of the Ye Family naturally followed them out. Xiang Nan, feeling helpless, signaled for his men to sheathe their still glinting swords, his mind quickly pondering over how to safely get past today’s issue once back home.
Regardless, he was determined to stay by the Commandery Princess’s side and protect her to his death.
Xiang Nan and his men had been living and training with Ada and his crew recently. Both being leaders, they had grown familiar with each other.
Moreover, since he hadn’t been by Ye Jiu’s side as long as Ada had, it was only natural that he would humbly seek advice on how to soften the Commandery Princess’s heart and obtain her forgiveness.
However, Ada was a man from Sikong Mo’s ranks. Even though he had never stayed by Sikong Mo’s side, the training methods he shared with his close associates were all the same, maintaining that icy, merciless demeanor.
So Xiang Nan’s plan was doomed from the start.
Few noticed the third grandmother at this point, who, after being berated by Madam He, didn’t dare to speak out and, after their departure, looked as if she were about to cry.
Disgusted, she glanced at Ye Wenzheng, now the center of attention, and thought venomously.
It was all this bastard’s fault; he couldn’t have picked a better or worse time to return, resulting in her being made a fool of, her elderly face now something people trampled on.
After Ye Jiu returned, he began to inquire about Madam He’s situation earlier that day.
In the deep winter, the New Year approached, and with no farm work to do, the villagers usually gathered under the big tree at the entrance of the village after meals to chat, especially the elderly and the children, creating a lively scene.
Naturally, Madam He, with nothing better to do, also enjoyed going there to chat with a few of the older ladies.
The old ladies gossiped about their families, comparing their clothes and children, but no one in Wangshan Village could hold a candle to Madam He.
Moreover, the workshop Ye Jiu had established employed several dozen workers, all from the village.