Yang Ruxin looked at Xu Hui, "Even an eight-year-old child can understand the key issue here, but you, a person in your thirties, cannot..." She couldn’t help but sigh; no wonder Yang Dani would rather shamelessly pin her hopes for a better life on a man who didn’t like her than rely on her own mother...
Xu Hui’s face immediately turned ashen.
Yet Yang Ruxin called to the younger ones, "Hurry up and go to sleep, we’re moving house tomorrow."
That night was destined to be a restless one for many people.
At the Yang Family ancestral home.
Yang Peili ultimately did not have the carefree heart of Yang Anshi, so he did not sleep soundly, especially with Yang Anshi’s snoring beside him, which seemed exceptionally loud tonight.
He actually considered visiting Yang Baixiang multiple times, but after sitting up, he lay back down again, conveniently thinking that nothing would go wrong, maybe by morning Yang Baixiang would get up and go to work as usual.
So the old man tossed and turned until the moon set behind West Mountain, and finally unable to lie still, he got up and went to the side room, only to discover after fumbling about that Yang Baixiang’s body was devoid of any warmth, completely stiff, and when he tried again, there was no breath left at all. After a moment of shock, he suddenly cried out, "Xiaowu..."
His shout woke everyone in the courtyard.
Yang Baichuan and Feng Caie hurried over and were just as terrified.
"Father, Xiaowu... is dead..." Yang Baichuan swallowed hard.
"Xiaowu..." Yang Anshi, who also rushed in staggering, began wailing, "You died so miserably, all because of Yang Dani’s heartless negligence..."
Feng Caie couldn’t help but purse her lips. Who was the one with a heartless negligence?
Yang Ruyu also got up at this time, but instead of joining them, she ran outside – she had to go inform Yang Ruxin.
Yang Baixiang’s death was a major event, and soon the whole Budong Village was abuzz.
When Yang Ruyu arrived, Yang Ruxin was leading her siblings in physical exercises, running laps around the courtyard while chanting in rhythm.
"Eldest sister, Uncle Xiaowu..." Yang Ruyu’s eyes were red, "Uncle Xiaowu is dead..."
"What?" Xu Hui, who was helping with the cooking, was dumbfounded, "How could..."
But Yang Ruxin was very calm, "Perhaps in death, he has found release."
"How can you say that?" Xu Hui’s tears overflowed, "He was your Uncle Xiaowu..."
"Did I say something wrong? To live in the Yang Family is worse than dying." Yang Ruxin flipped an eyelid and said, "You stay home to watch the house. I’ll go and see..." She then gave Erni a look, signaling her to keep an eye on Xu Hui and prevent her from doing anything foolish.
In fact, as the eldest sister-in-law, Xu Hui should have gone to offer condolences on her brother-in-law’s death, but as a widow, she couldn’t easily visit other homes without permission from the host family, or it would be seen as a bad omen.
Erni nodded and hurried over to support Xu Hui, "Mother, don’t get agitated."
By now, quite a few people had already gathered in the old house, including the village head and several clan elders.
The third grand uncle and the fourth great uncle had been drinking herbal tea prepared by Dao Xuzi these days, so, although they were older, they seemed more vigorous. However, at this moment, both old men were quite angry; yet, none of them opened their mouths to scold Yang Peili, clearly too disappointed to speak.