Chapter 40 A Cat Weeps for a Mouse, Feigning Sympathy

These things should not have been in their hands, so they were lost!

Qi Yunwei was very pleased with Shen Yun's words and readily agreed.

At this moment, Su Xiaoqi suddenly interjected, "Life is sometimes so wonderful.

What is destined to be will be, and what is not destined should not be forced."

Qi Yunwei's foxy eyes narrowed, and with a "swish," he shot a look at Su Xiaoqi.

What did her words mean?

He seemed not to understand, yet he seemed to understand.

The reason he didn't understand was that he didn't know why Su Xiaoqi had said that.

The reason he understood was that he realized that even if he had lived another life,

knowing that Shen Yun would become a master of calligraphy and painting, he could not collect his works in advance and wait for them to appreciate in value before selling them.

This time, the works were simply burned.

He dared not imagine what misfortune would befall them if there was another time.

After thinking it through, Qi Yunwei waved goodbye to the two of them and left.

He put down the carriage curtain, and the carriage sped away.

Su Xiaoqi and Shen Yun did not delay, rushing home as quickly as possible.

They sliced the ginseng and had Zhao Xiaozhu hold it in her mouth.

By the next morning, Zhao Xiaozhu finally woke up.

Zhao Shi and Old Yu Shi took turns to visit Zhao Xiaozhu, holding her hand, tearfully persuading her.

Zhao Xiaozhu finally agreed not to attempt suicide again.

However, she definitely could not go back to the Zhao family.

Su Xiaoqi glanced at Shen Yun. Seeing that he did not object, she took the opportunity to promise Zhao Xiaozhu:

She would not send her back to the Zhao family and would let her live there peacefully.

As long as she was willing, life would eventually get better.

While the Shen family was peaceful and calm, the Zhao family had turned upside down.

It turned out that Zhao Ci, the old scholar of the Zhao family, was very displeased upon learning of the actions of his eldest daughter-in-law, Qian Shi.

He said that although the Zhao family had declined, they were still scholars.

They could not do something that would force their own daughter to death.

Old Scholar Zhao scolded Qian Shi until her face was ashen.

She had been domineering in the Zhao family for so many years, fearing no one except her father-in-law, who had obtained the xiucai degree.

Yesterday, Old Master Zhao went out for a stroll and was not at home, so she forced Zhao Xiaozhu to jump into the river.

When he returned today and heard that the person was not dead, she had already driven her away.

At this moment, he was scolding her and telling her to bring the person back.

But Qian Shi refused to do so even to her death, and brought her children to kneel and cry.

"Grandfather, Grandfather, don't scold my mother." Zhao Baogui, the only son of the Zhao family's eldest branch, tugged at Old Master Zhao's hand.

The third daughter, Zhao Xiaolan, also cried, and everyone burst into tears.

Zhao Dashan dared not speak. He could not afford to offend his wife, let alone his father.

He could only shrink his shoulders and bend his waist, timidly hiding in the corner of the door, not appearing.

It was Zhao Liushun who stepped forward to tell his father.

He said that although the person had jumped into the river, she had been rescued in time and was now living at the Shen family's.

Old Scholar Zhao decreed that he would bring her back.

Qian Shi could tolerate anything else, but she refused this matter. Before Old Scholar Zhao could finish speaking, she mumbled:

"That won't do. I heard from Third Daughter that she only has half her life left.

Brother Yun and his wife even bought her ginseng to sustain her life.

How could our household afford it? If we bring her back, she will only wait to die."

Old Master Zhao choked on his breath, almost choking: "That is your own daughter."

"Little Mei, Little Lan are also, and I still have Fu Gui." Qian Shi did not relent and incited her husband, Zhao Dashan, to persuade Old Master Zhao.

As they were arguing, Zhao Xiaolan suddenly stood up and said:

"Grandfather, don't worry about my sister. Cousin Yun spent 100 taels to treat my sister and get medicine."

Before Old Scholar Zhao could speak, Qian Shi felt a pang of heartache and jumped up, shouting:

"What? One hundred taels, used for that jinx. No, I have to go and see."

She was used to treating the Shen family's possessions as her own. She abandoned the messy situation and hurried to the Shen family.

At this moment, Zhao Liushun advised his father, saying that Xiaozhu was being taken care of by her younger sister and nephew's wife at the Shen family, and could thus regain her life.

If she were brought back, it would likely be a dead end, just like his leg back then.

Old Master Zhao knew this principle. After thinking about it, he waved his hand and let it be.

Meanwhile, Qian Shi had arrived at the Shen family with great pomp.

As usual, she kicked open the door and walked in.

She saw Shen Xiaomei feeding Zhao Xiaozhu ginseng soup.

Qian Shi opened her mouth and asked for the ginseng.

She said that Zhao Xiaozhu had a cheap life, and it was a waste of precious things for her to die.

Shen Xiaomei remembered that this was to save Zhao Xiaozhu and did not give it to Qian Shi.

This made her curse furiously.

Her curses involved Shen Xiaomei's ancestors for eighteen generations. The delicate Shen Xiaomei could not withstand it and was so scared that she cried "wow."

Zhao Shi and Old Yu Shi only persuaded her but dared not do anything to Qian Shi, which made her arrogance even more unbridled.

Su Xiaoqi came out of the kitchen, heard the commotion, and scooped a ladle of water from the warm iron pot and rushed in.

Without a word, she splashed it towards Qian Shi.

The wave of heat hitting her face almost made Qian Shi speechless.

After she understood what was happening, she wiped her face and screamed, rushing towards Su Xiaoqi.

She wanted to tear the mouth of this cheap slut for splashing hot water on her.

Su Xiaoqi nimbly sidestepped, and Qian Shi missed. She was still unwilling and rushed again, missing several times. She was so angry that she put her hands on her hips and cursed.

"Bitch, I'll beat your ancestors..."

Su Xiaoqi interrupted her with a forced smile:

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being blind and not knowing that my eldest aunt has arrived.

I thought it was some stray dog that hadn't washed its mouth clean and was barking indiscriminately at people."

"You useless woman, you dare to splash water on me, you wait, I'll break your promiscuous legs..."

Qian Shi became even more enraged, her chest heaving violently, and her fat shaking as she charged at Su Xiaoqi.

Su Xiaoqi's eyes rolled, she slightly lifted her foot, and Qian Shi tripped and fell on her back.

Su Xiaoqi covered her mouth and laughed: "Oh, eldest aunt. Can't we talk nicely? You arrive and start throwing a tantrum and rolling on the ground. It's a loss of image!"

"You, you, pfft, I pfft, I... you..." Qian Shi's face turned liver-colored with anger.

Her chest tightened, and her blood stagnated, making it difficult to breathe.

Su Xiaoqi was about to provoke her further when she saw her jump up with a "howl."

Before she could pounce, she fell to the ground and became silent.

"Ah, eldest aunt, wake up..." Shen Xiaomei was startled, stopped crying, and looked at Su Xiaoqi with tears streaming down her face.

Su Xiaoqi felt her pulse and took out a black pill from her pocket and put it in her mouth:

"Don't be afraid, she has a big temper. She'll be fine after resting for a while from anger."

After giving her the medicine, she pinched Qian Shi's philtrum with all her might to wake her up.

Before she could react, she threatened, "Eldest aunt, your health is not very good. Be careful not to get angry and faint again.

At that time, I won't save you anymore."

Qian Shi took a deep breath, only feeling a sharp pain in her chest.

She cherished her own life. Her eyes on Su Xiaoqi could have dripped poison, but she still endured it.

She just glared at her, asking for money.

"No money," Su Xiaoqi said crisply.

Qian Shi bared her teeth and said that their family had a hundred taels but didn't know how to be filial to the elders, and instead used it to buy useless ginseng.

That was for noble families, not for country folk like them who had cheap lives.

"This is to save someone." Shen Yun also returned. Qian Shi's behavior was too outrageous, attracting all the popular and attractive people in the village to their home.

"Hahaha, saving someone. If it weren't for your good wife spreading the news about my Xiaozhu.

How would they have known? If they didn't know, why would I have forced her to death?

It's all your fault for harming her. You're faking grief like a cat crying over a mouse."

Shen Yun frowned and looked at Su Xiaoqi. Did she spread the news about Xiaozhu being bullied?