The people in the village all sighed with emotion; after all, this was different from a family split. There had been many family splits in the village before, but there had never been a complete severance of relations.
What on earth did Yang Dani want to do?
But Yang Ruxin was happy, and she immediately announced that she would create a separate family genealogy, with Xun Hui as the ancestral matriarch of this branch.
If Xiaofeng hadn’t encountered the supposedly deceased Yang Baiyue in the county town, Xiaofeng would have represented Yang Baiyue to sever ties with the Yang Family. But now that she knew Yang Baiyue was alive, she couldn’t possibly let that trouble entangle her. So, it was Xiaofeng and her siblings who severed the relations.
Xun Hui, adhering to the principle of widowhood, became the ancestral matriarch of this branch of the Yang Family.
Many people didn’t understand Yang Ruxin’s actions, and she didn’t explain, because she didn’t need others to understand; she was simply preventing future troubles.
"This Yang Dani really thinks she’s something, just because she got her hands on some silver. She’s forgotten her own surname..."
"Yes, severing ties, that’s something that will incur divine punishment and thunderous wrath..."
Some in the village began to murmur.
"If you’ve got the guts, don’t just murmur here, go murmur in front of Xinxin..." Zhao Xinghua happened to be standing by and retorted directly.
And the ones murmuring were none other than Lin Yue’e and Tian Jinhua, who had been beaten by Yang Ruxin before. At Zhao Xinghua’s comment, the two of them shrank their necks and turned away to stand somewhere else.
"Don’t mind those two." Wang Hehua happened to walk by and glanced at them, then patted Zhao Xinghua on the arm, "They’re just a pair of troublemakers."
"Hehua, what do you think Xinxin is really..." Zhao Xinghua didn’t bother with those two, yet she was still full of concern, "Without the support of a family in the future, what are they going to do?"
"You don’t need to worry about that." Wang Hehua smiled, "That girl has a bigger heart than anyone else. Besides..." She tugged at Zhao Xinghua’s arm, "you’re not unaware of the reasons. With such despicable uncles, they could end up being implicated in the future. It’s better to cut them off cleanly."
"Tsk, tsk..." Zhao Xinghua couldn’t help but click her tongue twice, "It’s true what they say, you can know someone’s face but not their heart. I never dreamed those brothers from the Yang Family could do such a thing..." She paused, "It’s a pity for that fifth one..."
"Isn’t it just?" Wang Hehua also sighed, "We should go see them together tomorrow. I bet this was a last resort for them."
"Tomorrow might not be good, though?" Zhao Xinghua suddenly said with a sly smile, "Have you forgotten? Tomorrow is the day Yang Old Fourth is taking Widow Lu as his bride..."
"Right, how could I forget?" Wang Hehua laughed, "The Yang Family even asked me to help with the cooking." There was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, "I really don’t want to be involved in such matters, but as neighbors, it’s hard to say no..."
"That’s exactly the way it is." Zhao Xinghua scoffed, "They asked me to be the matron of honor as well, but I turned it down..."
"You really turned it down?"
"That’s for taking a concubine, not a wife. What is a concubine? A plaything. And they’re making such a big fuss about it. Where does that leave us, the legitimate wives?" Zhao Xinghua glanced at Wang Hehua, "Offend them if I must, but I won’t be the matron of honor for a widow who hooks up with other men; it would ruin my fortune. If people found out that I made the bed for a widow’s concubine, who would come to me then?"