Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 34_1

Chapter 34: Chapter 34_1

When Nanzhi returned to the dam, she saw a crowd of people gathered around, caught up in what seemed like a heated debate from afar. Moved by curiosity, she approached to get a clearer understanding.

"Li Zheng, so many people in the village have died. Wouldn’t it be better if we bury them directly? What’s the point of keeping them?"

"Exactly, we should just bury them right away. After all, their families are all wiped out."

"Yeah, yeah, let’s just bury them."

Shen Dashan’s face had already turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He wanted to lash out, but Madam Qin grabbed his sleeve.

He had no choice but to suppress his anger.

"Sister Nanzhi, over here, over here."

Hearing someone call her, Nanzhi looked around and spotted Shen Miaomiao standing to one side.

Seeing her mischievous expression, Nanzhi nodded and walked over, "What’s going on?"

Shen Miaomiao tugged at Nanzhi’s sleeve and quietly pointed at a man standing within the crowd. "That’s him, that’s Zhao Si. He’s the one who came up with this horrible idea."

Nanzhi took a look at Zhao Si and tried to recall from the original host’s memories what kind of man Zhao Si was. However, she found very limited impressions of him.

Curious, she asked, "What’s wrong with Zhao Si?"

A look of disdain crossed Shen Miaomiao’s face, "Didn’t a lot of people die in the village? Over ten households were wiped out. That Zhao Si was never up to any good, and now he’s thinking of taking the grain and silver from those households. He’s suggesting that if we leave the bodies out for too long they’ll stink and we should just let Li Zheng bury them."

"It hasn’t even been a day, some of the bodies are still warm, and Zhao Si has already come up with this horrible idea. Plus, he’s instigating others to make trouble. He’s not afraid of encountering ghosts at night."

Hearing Shen Miaomiao’s words, Nanzhi glanced at the people surrounding Shen Dashan and didn’t know what to say.

Some of those people were still helping save people this morning. How could they have changed so much just within a few hours?

In the old host’s memory, when someone died in the village, the mourn period lasted seven days and they would bury them after at least three. Zhao Si’s suggestion to bury them immediately, isn’t this a bit too greedy?

And they aren’t just ignoring the relatives of the dead, how could it concern them how long someone else’s mourning period is?

Even if there are several households that have been extinguished, everyone in this village is related somehow. It isn’t Zhao Si’s place to make such a decision.

"Who’s going to handle their funerals?"

Shen Dashan gave a cold stare at the people in front of him. His voice was icy cold, a stark contrast to his usual gentle manner.

A man muttered under his breath, "Given the current situation, why bother with any funerals... just dig a hole and bury them directly..."

His voice was low, but he was only a few steps away from Shen Dashan, with every word falling clearly into Shen’s ears.

Upon hearing the young man’s words, Shen Dashan’s face darkened further, his voice filled with a cold edge that sent shivers running down the spine.

"Let me make this clear. If you want to divide their belongings, you can. Whoever arranges for the funeral of a household gets their belongings, but the houses and deeds should all go back to the village. Nobody should think about pocketing them."

With that, Shen Dashan left with a cold snort.

He left behind a confused crowd. They wanted to get the belongings without any effort or cost, who was willing to spend money and effort?

Arranging a funeral would require at least two taels of silver. If they had that kind of money, why would they spend it on a funeral? The crowd turned their eyes to Zhao Si, the one who proposed the idea.

Zhao Si, who was feeling so clever and self-satisfied just a moment ago, was left dumbfounded upon hearing Shen Dashan’s words.

He was only interested in possessing the properties of those wiped out households, why would he want to spend silver on their burials?

In his opinion, digging a hole and burying them would do just fine.

Absorbed in cursing Shen Dashan for ruining his scheme, he noticed quite a few eyes turning towards him. Instinctively, he thought of fleeing.

"Zhao Si, you proposed the idea, why don’t you figure out a way?"

"Exactly."

Zhao Si was somewhat infuriated by the people’s reproach, he pointed at them and retorted: "What a faceless bunch you are! I barely said anything, and you all hurried to find Li Zheng. Now none of you can find him, why are you seeking me out! You want disaster relief yet begrudge two taels of silver, pah, serves you right if you starve to death."

The crowd felt their anger rushing to their heads and when they tried to rebuke, Zhao Si was nowhere to be seen.

Having watched the whole scene, Shen Miaomiao clicked her tongue twice, and continued whispering to Nanzhi: "Dog eats dog, none of them are any good."

Nanzhi stared at the dispersed squabble, deep in thought, bid goodbye to Shen Miaomiao, and left.

Gougou was sitting obediently in the shade of the tree, staring at the ants on the ground with Doudou from Liu Daye’s family.

Only when he saw Nanzhi did his eyes light up, and he called out with a smile, "Mother".

Seeing Gougou’s behavior, Nanzhi’s heart softened, and she waved back with a smile.

Gougou said something to Doudou, then ran towards Nanzhi, throwing himself into her arms, and started recounting his adventures of the day.

"Mother, Gougou was a good boy, I watched the ants moving house with Brother Doudou."

After patting Gougou’s little head, Nanzhi thanked Liu Daye, then, despite her objections, placed two sweet potatoes on the ground and left with Gougou.

"Mother, is River Clam still at home?" Gougou asked, looking at his mother with curiosity.

"Yes, nothing serious happened at home, River Clam is still in the basin."

Nanzhi replied while changing Gougou’s clothes.

"Okay." Gougou blinked, in his dream he had seen River Clam grow two legs and walk many laps around the room.

After changing Gougou into clean clothes, Nanzhi inspected the cut on his hand.

The hemostatic powder worked well, and with the hot weather, a thin layer of scab had formed. Looking at Gougou’s thin little hand, Nanzhi felt a pang of pity and blew lightly on his wound, then asked,

"Does it still hurt, Gougou?"

"Mother, the pain’s gone when you blow on it. I’m a man, and men don’t fear pain."

Gougou declared, his big eyes shining, he wanted to eat well and grow taller than even his uncle, to protect his mother!

Brother Doudou had just told him that his uncle was stronger than his own father!

Nanzhi didn’t understand Gougou’s "ambition", but still nodded affirmatively, "Good job, Gougou!"

Having been praised, Gougou’s little face blushed, and he shyly buried his face in Nanzhi’s bosom.

Things were not going well for Shen Dashan on the other side

Shen Qingchuan and Shen Qinghe, the two brothers, had just come out of their house to find traces of the kitchen being rummaged, and after a long search, they confirmed that a bag of flour and twenty kilos of new rice, which were kept in the kitchen, had been stolen.

When they came back and told Shen Dashan, the faces of the whole family darkened.

Especially Shen Qinghe’s face was particularly bad. When he and his brother had led people into the village to save people that morning, they didn’t go to their own house because they knew their family was safe.

They just wanted to save people as quickly as possible.

However, when he went back to get the grains in the afternoon, he found that half of their house had collapsed. Luckily, the kitchen had been repaired last year and didn’t have any major problems, but after turning their house upside down, they found the fine grains that were bought for his wife’s confinement were gone.

"Could it be that Diniu’s movement knocked them over?"

Ms. Zhou hesitated before raising a question.

Shen Qingchuan shook his head, denying this, "No, if it was really shook off by Diniu, we should see flour and rice-berry on the ground, how could there be no trace at all?"

"Well, there’s still some in the cellar at home. Shall we take some out to eat?"

Old Lady Qin looked at her young daughter-in-law resting on a pile of straw and said. After all, they couldn’t starve the woman in confinement.

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