Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 147 - 147 144 Jiang Yan is plotting against Jiajia

Chapter 147: Chapter 144: Jiang Yan is plotting against Jiajia Chapter 147: Chapter 144: Jiang Yan is plotting against Jiajia “Smack!” With a crisp sound, Shi Zhenduo turned around and gave his grandson a slap, then raised his walking stick and fiercely struck him with it.

“You worthless thing, I just said there is no place for you to speak here, don’t you understand the rules?”

“Dad, Shi Quan is young and doesn’t understand, please don’t stoop to his level.”

The middle-aged man standing on the other side of Shi Zhenduo stepped forward to support him, while gesturing with his eyes for his son Shi Quan to step back.

Then, turning his head with a forced smile, he said to Xie Yanhai, “Yanhai, we sincerely came here to pay our respects to your aunt, not to cause trouble. So, let us in, we’ll pay our respects and leave, how about that?”

“Not good at all, I already made it very clear just now. If you didn’t hear me, let me say it again. My mother’s dying wish was that no one from the Shi family should set foot inside the doorway!”

At this stage, there was nothing for Xie Yanhai to be ashamed of. Shi Peirong had lived in town for many years, was known for her magnanimity, and the number of people who came to help at her house after her passing was a testament to that.

And everybody knew she was estranged from her natal family.

However, no one knew the specific reason, and were all shocked to hear today that it even had something to do with Principal Xie’s leg.

Even though they were not going to do anything, when they heard Xie Yanhai say that the old lady didn’t want the Shi family to pay their respects, they all silently gathered on both sides of the main gate.

Normally, they wouldn’t force their way in, but what if they did?

Just by the attitude that the young man had when speaking to Xie Yanhai, one could tell that this family was not very impressive.

The middle-aged man, the eldest son of Shi Zhenduo, seemed very helpless and turned to his father, saying, “Dad, you see… let’s go back first.”

Shi Zhenduo closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and suddenly shouted, “Big sister, I’m sorry… I’ve come to atone for my sins…”

Then he threw away his walking stick and “thump,” knelt on the ground, and before anyone could react, “bang, bang, bang,” he kowtowed three times consecutively.

The gravel path at the entrance was not very even, and when his forehead touched the ground with too much force, his upper body wobbled upon lifting his head. If it weren’t for the son by his side who quickly reacted and bent down to support him, he would have certainly fallen.

As for Shi Zhenduo, his forehead turned a bright red, with one spot grazed by the gravel and beginning to bleed. It looked quite… pitiful!

“Dad…”

“Grandpa…”

Shi Zhenduo’s eldest son looked up at Xie Yanhai with a frown, “Your uncle is also seventy years old this year, having come from so far away, and this is how you treat him, can you really… ”

“He chose to kneel and kowtow himself, what does it have to do with Yanhai?”

Shi Peixia emerged from the courtyard with the support of Yang Jue and Song Jiawen, looking at Shi Zhenduo’s eldest son with a cold snort, “Shi Zheng, your knack for twisting the truth is becoming more and more expert.”

Shi Zheng’s face turned awkward, “Little aunt, how can you say that about me? We came with good intentions to pay homage to your aunt, we’re all family. Isn’t it possible to resolve such long-standing grievances? This is too…”

“Resolve? If I break your leg and then bow and apologize to you, would you be able to let it go?”

Shi Zheng was at a loss for words.

Shi Peixia looked at Shi Zhenduo, “Shi Zhenduo, even in your next life, you wouldn’t be able to atone! Don’t try to disgust your big sister with such self-pitying tricks. If you really want her to rest in peace, take them and get out of here quickly!”

“Xiaolin…”

“Make it clear to your son and grandson that even when I pass away, I don’t want any of the Shi family to come and pay their respects.”

After all this commotion, not a bit of sympathy was won, and the Shi family left in complete disarray.

At ten o’clock, the hearse from the crematorium arrived at the courtyard entrance.

When the coffin was lifted, a wave of crying rose in the courtyard.

Xie Jingying threw herself onto the coffin, a wail of grief escaping her. Two women helping out each side pulled her away, comforting her for a good while.

Xie Yanhai staggered backward, kowtowing step by step, until he got on the hearse.

After the coffin was loaded, Song Jiawen followed behind Song Xiwen and also got on the vehicle. The two of them sat next to the coffin while on the other side were Xie Yanhai, Xie Jingying, and Xie Lin.

They arrived at the crematorium at half-past ten.

When the coffin was opened, Song Jiawen saw her grandmother, whom she hadn’t seen for a month.

Even though her body had become skin and bones, her skin showing patches of green and black, the slight upturn of her lips showed that she had passed away peacefully.

…..

The funeral ended on October 3rd.

After everything had been settled, Xie Yanhai called for Xie Jingying and her husband, along with Song Xiwen, to stay behind.

Shi Peirong had left one hundred thousand yuan each for Song Jiawen and Xie Lin, and there were some pieces of jewelry that hadn’t been allocated.

“The most valuable items here are two pieces of jade and a string of pearl necklaces, plus two gold bracelets and four pairs of gold earrings…”

Xie Jingying cut him off before he could finish, “When I got married, mom gave half of her jewelry as my dowry. You can keep these; there’s no need to divide them up anymore.”

After saying this, she turned to Song Xiwen, “I will leave my jewelry to you in the future…”

She suddenly stopped speaking, realizing that Song Jiawen was also present.

The others acted as if they hadn’t heard her words. Xie Yanhai put the items back into the jewelry box, then said, “Dad had set aside some money for mom, and she decided on her own to give it to Jiajia and Xiaolin. You all don’t have any objections to that, right?”

She also got a share?

How much?

Xie Jingying opened her mouth to ask but before she could speak up, Song Xiwen grabbed her arm. She glanced at Xie Jingying and then turned her head, “No objections, Uncle. Jiajia and Xiaolin are still studying, so let’s leave it to them.”

Xie Yanhai nodded in satisfaction, “Good, then that’s settled. When you leave, take some more vegetables and meat with you; they’re all in the kitchen.”

Zhou Youming looked at Song Jiawen and asked, “Jiajia, you’ll come with us to Yunzhou, right? Have you not bought the train ticket yet?”

“No need, Jiang Yan drove here with me, and we’ll drive back tomorrow.”

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned.

But their concerns were evidently different–

Xie Yanhai and Li Yun were very worried, “How old is Jiang Yan? When did he get his driver’s license? Is he steady enough to drive on the highway?”

Xie Jingying and the third Song brother frowned, even forgetting to be at odds with Song Jiawen, “His grandma has cursed him out hundreds of times in the village, where did he get the money to buy a car? And, how did you end up mixing with him? Don’t you know his dad is a reformed convict?”

Zhou Youming and Song Xiwen remained silent amidst the flurry of questions from the four of them.

It wasn’t until it was finally time to leave for Yunzhou that Zhou Youming said to Song Xiwen on the way, “Is Jiang Yan aiming for Jiajia?”

“Huh?”

Song Xiwen really hadn’t thought of that, mainly because in her eyes, Jiang Yan was just a kid. When she used to go back to the countryside as a little girl, he would climb walls to pelt Jiajia with small stones. During the summer holidays, she had caught him several times, each time twisting his ear till he cried out in pain.

But the kid was stubborn and still climbed walls to bother Jiajia.