During her hospital stay, Luo Nianchu blocked Si Yubai. She didn't reply to his messages or answer his calls, deliberately creating the illusion of a breakup just to make Si Yubai anxious and lose his head.
After all, a sudden, cliff-like separation would make anyone lose their rationality.
She had calculated perfectly that Si Yubai would run to the airport to chase after her, and that he would recklessly elope with her.
Did this naive and innocent young man really think that by coming to a remote mountain village, he could live a happy and peaceful life?
Meeting Luo Nianchu meant he would be scammed out of everything, down to his last pair of underwear, and he would willingly accept it even to his death.
"Hubby, in a little while, you really need to sneak into the village quietly. But it's not to knock Fifth Brother out and take him away, but to swap out a bottle of sleeping pills that Luo Nianchu brought back from Yecheng."
Si Moyan's narrow eyes flashed with sharp danger. "Are the sleeping pills prepared for Fifth Brother?"
Wen Yan nodded. "Yes." Afraid that the Si family would suspect how she knew so much, she immediately added an explanation, "I went shopping a few days ago, happened to run into Luo Nianchu, and found out."
Old Master Si coughed.
Si Jingyi turned his face away.
Actually... well... there was no need to explain.
They all understood.
Wen Yan took a bottle of medicine out of her bag. "This contains vitamins."
Si Moyan nodded. "Understood."
After taking the medicine, Si Moyan pulled Wen Yan aside. "Did you bring makeup?"
Wen Yan naturally had. Although she didn't need to put on exquisite makeup, the sun's radiation here was strong, so she still needed good sun protection.
"Make yourself look a bit uglier," Si Moyan instructed in a deep voice.
Wen Yan had only applied sunscreen today, and the makeup on her face wasn't obvious. However, she was naturally alluring and bright, with crimson lips, snow-white skin, and beautiful fox-like eyes that were as gorgeous as peach blossoms, captivating people without her even realizing it.
It was no wonder those ignorant villagers would have lustful thoughts about her.
She was simply too radiant and enchanting, radiating a bewitching aura.
Wen Yan's eyes rippled with amusement. "Hubby, don't worry. Ugly men usually just make my heart turn to concrete; they won't be able to take advantage of me at all."
[Unless it's a top-tier male angel fallen to the mortal realm.]
Si Moyan looked at Wen Yan with dark, deep eyes, his thin lips beneath his high nose bridge pressed into a tight, straight line.
Si Jingyi could see his older brother was sulking. He came over, crossed his arms over his chest, lowered his head, and stomped his feet. "Brother, come do the Tiantian-style angry foot stomp with me."
Si Moyan shot him a cold glare. "Right now, I want to chop off your feet!"
Si Jingyi quickly stopped his Tiantian-style stomping.
A man who can't get love has his "time of the month" several times a month.
Too terrifying.
Seeing that Si Jingyi dared to provoke his older brother, Old Master Si grabbed him and pulled him aside, pointing to two cows in a nearby field. "Second Boy, look, what is that?"
"Two cows."
Old Master Si snorted coldly. "So you know it's two cows. Even cows come in pairs. You're a single dog, how do you have the nerve to anger your older brother?"
Si Jingyi, "..."
If they aren't attacking him for dating a transgender person, they are attacking him for being single, right?
Does he even have a way to live?
While no one was paying attention, Si Moyan quietly snuck into the village.
Wen Yan and the others sat on the rocks, soaking up the sun.
"By the way, Sister-in-law, that guy named He Sheng went to clean the cesspit. Will his life really be in danger?"
Wen Yan nodded. "His Yintang is dark, he has short eyebrows, a horse-like face, and snake-like eyes. It is definitely the physiognomy of someone who will die a violent death. Even if he listened to me this time and didn't go to the cesspit, something would still happen to him before long."
The way of heaven is hard to defy. A person's facial features dictate their entire life.
Just like the Si family. Their facial features didn't look like those of people destined for a short life, so by helping them, she could extend their lifespans.
But some people simply had the facial features of a short life. No matter how much she helped, it would be to no avail.
Si Jingyi touched his own handsome, enchanting face. "Sister-in-law, read my fortune for me."
"Your eyes are like peach blossoms, your complexion is bright and clear, and your nose bridge is high. Your career luck is good, but you are easily deceived in relationships. If not handled properly, everything will come to nothing."
Si Jingyi's eyes widened. "I'm going to be deceived in a relationship again?"
Wen Yan smiled cryptically. "The secrets of heaven must not be revealed."
Si Jingyi, "..."
From now on, aside from interacting with women for work, he would even reduce his contact with female dogs in private. That way, he shouldn't be deceived again, right!
He didn't believe that in this lifetime, he couldn't fly out of this dazzling, chaotic world!
After Si Moyan returned from swapping the medicine, the sorrowful sound of a suona playing funeral music rang out from the village.
Si Jingyi swallowed nervously. "Brother, did someone die in the village?" Could it be that He Sheng died?
Si Moyan nodded. "That guy named He Sheng died of biogas poisoning."
Si Jingyi's handsome face paled.
Sister-in-law was truly a god!
Si Jingyi hurried over to Wen Yan's side. "Sister-in-law, harsh lands breed unruly people. He Sheng is really dead. Do you think his family will come looking for us to settle the score?"
Even though He Sheng had brought death upon himself, the village women were unreasonable.
Would they blame He Sheng's death on his sister-in-law?
Wen Yan had already considered this point.
"He Sheng has no father or mother; he's a loner. He acted arrogantly and domineeringly in the village. He even assaulted and humiliated a widow in her sixties at the head of the village. The villagers have hated him to death for a long time. Now that he's dead, isn't the village playing funeral music to send him off?"
[I'm not a saint. Naturally, I understand the principle of letting go of the urge to help others and respecting their fate.]
[Sometimes in life, you shouldn't just be blindly kind. Kindness must come with a bit of a sharp edge.]
Old Master Si nodded in agreement.
He hadn't expected Wen Yan to see through human nature so clearly at such a young age.
Being too eager to teach others was also a sin.
Good and evil must have limits; good intentions will never satisfy greedy people.
Zhang Laifu ran to the village entrance with his wife and daughter. "Miss, everything you said came true! He Sheng really died of biogas poisoning!"
Zhang Laifu hadn't expected to inadvertently save his own life. He knelt down and kowtowed to Wen Yan.
"Miss, I've spoken with the villagers. We invite your family to stay at my house. If you want to go to Luo Nianchu's house to see your brother, I can lead the way."
Wen Yan nodded. "It's getting dark. We'll go see my brother tomorrow. Tonight, we'll rest at your house!"
Zhang Laifu's house was diagonally across from He Sheng's.
As Wen Yan's group walked over, they happened to see that a funeral was being held at He Sheng's house.
Since He Sheng was a loner, the funeral was organized by the village.
He Sheng's house consisted of three single-story rooms. The main room was set up as a mourning hall. On an old table sat He Sheng's portrait, flanked by two white candles. Behind it hung a white cloth, and He Sheng's corpse lay there.
After the sky darkened, the lighting in the main room was dim, inexplicably eerie and chilling.
The village elders were arranging the funeral affairs. Wen Yan took one look and then withdrew her gaze.
Si Jingyi followed closely behind Wen Yan, not daring to take another look.
However, just as Wen Yan and the others were about to enter Zhang Laifu's house, suddenly—
