Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 100 - 88: A Foxy Meiniang Falls from the Sky?

Chapter 100: Chapter 88: A Foxy Meiniang Falls from the Sky?

As Jiang Shouzhong had anticipated, Ms. Zhang ultimately couldn’t hold on to her last breath and passed away early the next morning, holding her son and daughter-in-law’s hands as she closed her eyes forever.

For the filial son Zhang, the blow was undoubtedly immense.

Even though he was mentally prepared, witnessing his mother, who had accompanied him for many years, turn into a lifeless body, no longer able to feel the warmth of her body or hear her familiar, comforting voice, this strong and robust man cried like a child, a sight that was profoundly moving.

Together with Lu Renjia and a few of Zhang’s old acquaintances from the county office, Jiang Shouzhong helped to make funeral arrangements.

Li Nanshuang, who had originally planned to steal treasures from Jiang Shouzhong, also hurried back to help. She went out of her way to spend money at the most famous coffin shop in the Capital and ordered an excellent-quality nanmu coffin.

The girl who had once mooched several meals off Ms. Zhang looked at the elderly woman in the coffin, her eyes red, feeling a genuine sorrow and sadness from the bottom of her heart.

At last, as if reminded of someone, she clung to Jiang Shouzhong’s arm and wept bitterly.

After several days of funeral rituals, the man Zhang Yunwu had lost a lot of weight. Perhaps because he was so busy, he showed much less emotion of grief and more of numbness.

However, the sadness of losing a loved one is more often in the days to come, when gazing at an empty room, no longer seeing the familiar face, and feeling a heart-piercing pain.

The burial site was also chosen by Li Nanshuang, who had consulted a feng shui master.

After the funeral was over, life returned to normal.

The once lively Zhang family courtyard regained its usual quietness, with an added layer of desolation.

That night, Zhang Yunwu, who usually held his liquor well, drank himself into a stupor.

Lu Renjia, who had joined him in drinking, lay on the ground, hugging a stool and talking nonsense. At times he cried, at times he shouted at the top of his lungs, and after a while, he began clamoring to go to Spring Rain Building in a grand sedan chair to marry Qing Niang.

Jiang Shouzhong and Wei Zhaodi went to great lengths to get the two men onto beds, and then they sat silently under the eaves, gazing at the night sky in a tacit understanding.

After days of toiling, the woman had become much thinner and looked worn out.

She straightened her hair that was tousled by the night wind and asked softly, "Jiang, do you think my mother-in-law will be reborn into a rich and noble family in her next life? She’s labored all her life; she can’t still be toiling in the next one, can she?"

"She will."

Jiang Shouzhong nodded.

Wei Zhaodi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I remember, the first time Wu took me to see my mother-in-law, she gave me her treasured silver hairpin, saying Wu was fortunate to marry me in this lifetime."

"Yes, you are good."

Jiang Shouzhong glanced at the old woman under the porch.

The elder sat quietly on the rattan chair that Zhang Yunwu had made by hand, her expression serene.

"But I know that you think I’m not good enough for Wu, you’ve actually disliked me all along," Wei Zhaodi said tearfully, looking at him, "You think I’m cunning and married Wu only because of my daughter."

Jiang Shouzhong didn’t deny it, turning his head to look at the woman, "What were you thinking the day Zhang swung the axe at you?"

"I hoped he wouldn’t hurt Yue’er."

"So, do you hate him?"

"..."

The woman fell into a deep silence.

After a while, she spoke faintly, "Do you know, Jiang, since our marriage, Wu has never bought me a box of rouge. He likes to drink, yet since I don’t like the smell of alcohol, he has controlled himself; he only drinks a little when he has to socialize.

He used to snore in his sleep, and when he knew it disturbed me, he tried sticking his mouth shut with carpenter’s glue, which led to restless nights. One morning, he nearly couldn’t get it unstuck, and it became a laughingstock.

He doesn’t know how to charm a woman. He’s really dull and not one for sweet talk, but he’s so good... so very good..."

With tears streaming down her face, Wei Zhaodi continued, "Jiang, you think I’m not good enough for Wu, and frankly, I feel the same. I’m not afraid to tell you, I’m somewhat relieved that my mother-in-law has passed away because she won’t be a burden to Wu anymore.

This way, I can save more money so that Wu can marry a decent girl from a respectable family in the future and not be talked about because he married a widow. I’ll keep being his concubine; I’m used to it and have the experience, right?"

At this, Wei Zhaodi laughed, but her laughter was even more sorrowful, "If Wu doesn’t want me anymore, I’ll leave. It’s no big deal; I can raise my daughter on my own."

She sighed, stood up, and said, "Jiang, Wu is really lucky to have you."

The woman entered the house.

Under the eaves, only Jiang Shouzhong and the old woman sat in silence.

Jiang Shouzhong gave a thumbs up, "Auntie, I now truly admire your insight. You found Zhang a good daughter-in-law. I had underestimated her before. Don’t worry, I will take good care of their family from now on."

The old woman had a tender expression, her whole being radiated with a soft and shallow glow, her lips curved into a gentle smile.

She came up to Jiang Shouzhong and tenderly touched the man’s head.

Although they were separated by life and death and couldn’t physically touch, Jiang Shouzhong felt a surge of affectionate warmth.

"Silly child, you’ve lost a lot of weight. You need to eat more meat. From now on, your aunt can’t cook for you anymore, but you’re welcome to come home to eat. Wu and Zhao Di won’t mind the trouble," she said softly.

"Yes."

Jiang Shouzhong bowed his head, his eyes slightly blurred.

A muted glow shone from the crescent moon, silver frost covered the ground, and the irregular tree branches swayed gently with the wind, setting off the sound of a string of broken wind chimes hanging above...

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