Chapter 27: To think that even Hu Ergou had made his way to her house.

Yan Ziyue knew that Xiao Heshuo was referring to the fact that she had intentionally injured herself to appear pitiful.

She shrank her neck and said weakly, "If I didn't look miserable, the villagers wouldn't have stood on my side."

In her previous life, she had often been framed by Zhang Juhua and Zhang Qingqing using this same tactic of feigning fragility and helplessness, to the point where everyone in the village called her a vicious, wicked person.

Hearing this, Xiao Heshuo couldn't bear to be harsh with her anymore. "Even if you wanted to appear miserable, there was no need to go that far."

"Forget it. Don't ever do that again, do you hear me?"

It was his failure to protect Yan Ziyue that had forced her to such lengths.

Yan Ziyue beamed at him. She hugged Xiao Heshuo’s arm and acted coquettishly, "I knew my husband cares about me the most."

Xiao Heshuo’s heart skipped a beat, his gaze deepening. "I’ve noticed you’ve become very fond of acting spoiled lately."

"It's only natural for me to act this way with my own husband," Yan Ziyue said, looking at him with her eyes curved into crescents. "Does my husband not like it?"

Xiao Heshuo pursed his lips and said nothing. He liked her affection, but he still felt a sense of unease in his heart.

Yan Ziyue knew what he was worried about, and she was well aware that this matter could not be resolved overnight; it would take time to prove things.

"Husband, let’s go move my mother’s grave. I want to settle this as soon as possible."

The sooner she handled this, the sooner she could find peace of mind.

Xiao Heshuo nodded. He gathered the necessary tools for relocating the grave, and they walked toward the location of her mother's resting place.

The villagers' graves were typically located either in the mountains or behind their own homes. The grave of Yan Ziyue’s mother was tucked away in a remote corner of the mountains, a spot specifically chosen by her father, who claimed he didn't want to see his first wife too often, nor did he want her to occupy valuable space.

During Qingming or the Lunar New Year, her father never came to pay his respects, nor did he allow Yan Ziyue to do so.

Yan Ziyue had secretly visited a few times in the past. Twice, she had been caught by Zhang Juhua and Zhang Qingqing, who embellished the story when telling her father, resulting in Yan Ziyue being severely beaten and scolded.

As they walked, Yan Ziyue and Xiao Heshuo encountered many villagers.

"Ziyue, are you and your husband going to move your mother’s grave? It’s good to do it early, so you don't have to worry about the Yan Zhuangshi family hatching any more malicious plots."

"Mrs. Xiao, have you heard about the Yan family? Hahaha, truly, the wicked get what they deserve. Those men from the other village are now living with Zhang Qingqing, and even Hu Ergou has run to the Yan house, demanding that Zhang Qingqing give birth to his child first."

"Yan Ziyue, you need to watch out for Xu Lecheng. That animal is hiding in the youth hostel; he’s definitely plotting something sinister against you."

Yan Ziyue responded to them one by one, her mind focused on Xu Lecheng.

Based on her understanding of that scumbag, the fact that he didn't show up at the Yan house today meant he was definitely thinking of some devious scheme to get rid of Zhang Qingqing and the Yan family while simultaneously targeting her.

She had to be careful; she could not let herself be manipulated by Xu Lecheng again.

When the couple arrived at the gravesite, Yan Ziyue heard Miao Lanlan’s voice calling from behind her.

"Mrs. Xiao!"

Yan Ziyue turned her head and saw Miao Lanlan and her family running over with tools in hand. "Sister Miao, why did you come?"

Miao Lanlan chided, "Such a big event as moving a grave, and you didn't even think to ask for my help."

"If I hadn't heard it from the villagers, I wouldn't have known you were doing this today."

She sighed, "It’s not exactly the best time to move a grave, but there’s no choice now."

If they had to wait for an auspicious date and time, who knew what other disasters might occur? It was all the fault of those wicked people in the Yan Zhuangshi family.

Having lived a second life, Yan Ziyue didn't really care about such superstitions. She only cared about whether she could exact her revenge and live a beautiful life with Xiao Heshuo.

"Sister Miao, thank you so much."

She remembered something and lowered her voice, "Sister Miao, I’m planning to collect eggs from the village—chicken eggs, duck eggs—to sell in town. Would you like to do this with me?"

"If you're worried, I'll start first, and once I'm making money, you can join."

Miao Lanlan was intrigued but skeptical. "Does the town really need that many eggs?"

"In our village, almost every household has plenty of eggs."

In the village, these eggs didn't fetch a good price because everyone had their own. As for the town, it wasn't as if no one had tried to sell them there before, but they never fetched a good price and didn't sell in large quantities.

Yan Ziyue smiled and said, "It depends on where you sell them in town."

"If you just set up a stall on the street, you certainly won't sell many."

"But if you sell them to shops or factories in town, you can sell a great deal."

Next time she went to town, she would have to visit the factories. There were many workers near the factories, and they were in constant need of eggs.

Miao Lanlan thought for a moment and said, "Mrs. Xiao, how about this?"

"You try selling them first. If you’re really making money, I’ll help you collect them, and you can just give me a bit of money for my trouble."

Her family had several mouths to feed and no savings, so she truly dared not take the risk.

Yan Ziyue understood her perfectly. If she were in a position with no savings and many people to support, she wouldn't take the risk easily either.

"Alright. Once I’m making money, I’ll ask you to help me collect the eggs, Sister Miao."

Miao Lanlan laughed, "It’s a deal then. For such a good opportunity, you have to think of me first."

Yan Ziyue promised she would.

With that settled, the group began to dig up the grave.

Her mother’s grave was overgrown with weeds and had partially collapsed; it looked quite neglected.

Miao Lanlan cursed, "That animal Yan Zhuangshi!"

"Mrs. Xiao, don't be sad. Once I finish looking into Zhang Juhua's affairs, Yan Zhuangshi will have his comeuppance."

Yan Ziyue wasn't exactly sad. Firstly, she had lived through two lifetimes, and secondly, this was a good thing for her mother.

She would now be able to openly build a proper grave for her mother and visit her whenever she wanted, without any reservations.

"Actually, this is quite good."

She continued her work without pause. "My mother won't have to suffer Yan Zhuangshi's bullying anymore. She can have peace and quiet in the afterlife, and who knows, maybe she'll even find a companion who truly cherishes her."

Miao Lanlan agreed wholeheartedly. "You are absolutely right!"

"Your mother was such a good person; she will definitely find a companion in the afterlife who truly loves her."

Yan Ziyue truly hoped her mother would find someone in the afterlife who cared for her, and that she would stop thinking about a wretch like Yan Zhuangshi.

It took them over an hour to relocate her mother’s grave to a spot in the mountains with a beautiful view, a place that wouldn't be an inconvenience to anyone in the village.

After the new grave was prepared, Yan Ziyue and Xiao Heshuo knelt before it and kowtowed three times.

Xiao Heshuo took incense, candles, and paper money from his basket and began to burn them.

"Mom, you don't have to worry about me anymore. I’m living very well now," Yan Ziyue murmured softly, her thoughts drifting far away.

Just then, the voice of Xu Lecheng drifted over.

"Ziyue, are you alright?"