Before Wei Yuetong could speak, Wei Yi took the initiative, "Oh, isn't this Aunt Wei? I remember seeing you when I was little."

There was no way she could have seen Wei Yuetong when she was little. Before Wei Yuetong's husband died, she had always lived in the village, and Wei Yi had never gone back to the village with her father.

If she hadn't heard about this person from Shi Li's inner thoughts, she wouldn't have even remembered her.

Wei Yi's mother had now regained her usual graceful demeanor. She explained to the guests (though no one was actually curious about who Wei Yuetong was), "Yuetong is from the same village as my husband."

"Aunt Wei, I heard from the villagers that you disappeared after your husband passed away. They were worried you might have been trafficked. Seeing you decked out in gold and silver, it seems you've been doing well lately. Where have you been making your fortune?"

Although Wei Yi posed it as a question, she didn't give Wei Yuetong time to answer before continuing, "Oh, Aunt Wei, let me tell you, people's hearts have become so wicked these days. Everyone knows how good my parents' relationship is, but just now, several women came up claiming to be my father's mistresses. They even said they had borne his children and that these illegitimate children should get a share of the inheritance."

She pinched the cheek of the little girl in Wei Yuetong's arms, "My father is gone, yet they still want to affect my parents' relationship. These people are truly, deeply evil!"

Wei Yuetong thought to herself: She's said it all, what else can I say?

She was still considering how to begin, thinking she might as well be direct.

This little minx definitely knows her son is Old Wei's child, and she's playing mind games with her.

However, Wei Yi had already finished exchanging pleasantries with her, and Wei Yuetong found herself discreetly ushered to a corner position.

Wei Yuetong had brought both of her sons with her. Her elder son, Wei Peng, felt this was a shameful affair and didn't want to come with her, but he was dragged along under Wei Yuetong's firm insistence.

Wei Peng was the legitimate son of Wei Yuetong and the Village Chief's son, but his biological father was Wei Yongsheng.

Back then, Wei Yuetong had just married the Village Chief's son, and Wei Yongsheng had only recently met Wei Yi's mother, who was considered a golden girl.

Now at an age when self-esteem was at its peak, the disdainful glances from the crowd earlier had made Wei Peng extremely uncomfortable.

Wei Peng was in his final year of high school, the most crucial time for his studies. Wei Yuetong had asked for three days off for him to fight for the inheritance.

But Wei Peng couldn't stand to stay even for a day. He abruptly shook off his mother's hand. With people watching the drama all around, he still had to maintain a semblance of dignity. He calmly said, "I'm going to school now. We'll talk about this at home if needed."

Just like that, Wei Yi had defused a potential crisis without making a fuss.

Wei Yi's maternal relatives stood behind her, ready to step in if she encountered any situation she couldn't handle.

With her family backing her up, no one would dare to cause trouble in front of their girl.

"Old Xun truly has a worthy successor!" someone remarked.

Wei Yi's maternal grandfather smiled proudly, "She's alright, I suppose. This girl has been clever since she was little. She takes after me."

When Wei Yi's maternal grandfather heard that his son-in-law had been in a severe car accident, he had worried that his daughter might become a widow.

However, he reasoned that as long as a woman has money, men aren't that important.

His only concern was that if his daughter and son-in-law's relationship was too good, his daughter might be devastated by her husband's death.

Wei Yongsheng thought to himself: I wasn't even dead yet, and you were already worrying about your daughter becoming a widow. What a great father-in-law you are.

Wei Yi's maternal grandfather heard from his younger son that his son-in-law had done many things to wrong his daughter, and that illegitimate children were running all over the place.

The old man's first reaction was to ask his younger son, "It wasn't you, was it?"

Xun Xun was baffled: ???

"It wasn't me. I never do anything illegal or criminal."

Thinking about the best possible outcome of this situation, the old man concluded it would be for the good-for-nothing son-in-law to die, allowing his daughter and granddaughter to inherit all his assets.

His daughter had a personality that couldn't tolerate even a speck of dust in her eye. If she knew her husband had betrayed her, she would definitely divorce him. Since the son-in-law was at fault, he would only get half the money in a divorce. It would be better if he just died, so all the family assets would go to his daughter and granddaughter.

As the scoundrel son-in-law obligingly kicked the bucket, the old man appeared quite cheerful throughout the entire funeral.

Even when his eldest daughter-in-law reminded him to show some restraint, the old man still couldn't manage to put on a sad and grieving face.

Some people quietly grumbled behind his back, saying that the way the old man was smiling, one might think he was marrying off his daughter today.

Those who had attended Wei Yi's parents' wedding years ago pointed out that the old man had cried terribly when he gave away his daughter in marriage.

Crying when marrying off his daughter, smiling when his son-in-law dies – it seemed quite reasonable when you thought about it.

At noon, Wei Yongsheng's ashes were taken up the mountain. There were no other disturbances when they were buried in the ground.

The spectators expressed their satisfaction, vowing to come again next time.

[It's such a pity there wasn't a fight]

The crowd agreed: Indeed, it is.