Transmigrated Farmgirl's Scheme to Get Rich - Chapter 203
An Empty Grave
Mo Yan was curious and ran to the grave, but could only see four ash-covered buns on the south of the grave, and a pile of paper ash on the side.
Now their days gone improved, Ms. Hua was still using buns as offerings to her husbands, like she hadn’t done any preparations and grabbed them at the last minute.
Mo Yan walked around the gravestone, trying to guess what kind of person the man laying in there was.
After finishing lunch, Ms. Hua went to the kitchen to wash up, and Mo Yan asked Zhao’er, “Zhao’er, did you go to worship your dad’s grave on the first of New Year?”
Zhao’er thought about it for a while before saying, “I don’t remember, I don’t think so.”
When she heard Ms. Hua mention her husband, it didn’t feel like she lacked emotion for him, so why did it feel like she didn’t care about him at all!
As she was still contemplating this, she heard someone loudly call from outside the courtyard, “Ms. Hua, come out, did you go to the Wu family’s ancestral graveyard!”
Ms. Hua panickedly ran out from the kitchen, “Second Uncle, why are you so furious?”
“Who’s your second uncle?! Your branch has been cast out from the family, you have no right to go to the ancestral graveyard!”
“I didn’t, it’s not me.”
“Then who else could it be, when we went over, we saw paper ash that hadn’t been cleaned up by the side of the graves, and some dimsum that had been accidentally dropped. They were goods sold in the storefronts right in front of you, if it wasn’t you, who else could it be!”
Mo Yan exited the courtyard, “A lot of people have bought the dimsum from our storefronts. Why are you so confident that it’s my godmother?”
The person replied, “There are a lot of people who bought your dimsum in town, but there wouldn’t be anyone else who would secretly go to the Wu family’s ancestral graveyard to make an offering?”
Mo Yan turned towards Ms. Hua, and from her panicked gaze it wasn’t hard to figure out that, She was telling the truth! She was unenthusiastic when she went to her husband’s grave, but wanted to secretly go to the Wu family’s grave to give offerings. A bold assumption started blooming in her heart, but she had to protect Ms. Hua at this time.
“Wasn’t it just a piece of dimsum any passerby could have accidentally dropped? It’s the New Year, there’s no need to be so agitated.”
The person believed it, “That might be true! I’m not intentionally trying to make her life difficult, but she’s already secretly given offerings at our graveyard twice, it’s bad luck!”
The man left, and Ms. Hua turned to look at Mo Yan. When she smiled faintly back at her, Ms. Hua knew she couldn’t hide the truth anymore.
“I secretly buried Zhao’er’s father in his family’s ancestral graveyard! This was the only thing he ever said to me before his death, that he wanted to be buried there!”
A strange image appeared in Mo Yan’s mind. In a dark and stormy night, of a woman dragging a man’s corpse into his ancestral graveyard secretly.
It would be taxing for a man to dig a grave, not to mention a woman who had to avoid being found by others.
“Godmother, you’re so impressive!”
Ms. Hua’s eyes brimmed with tears, “If Zhao’er wasn’t here, I would’ve followed him!”
“Godmother, don’t worry, Zhao’er will definitely be able to acknowledge his ancestors and rejoin the family in the future.”
If people cast out of their family wanted to return to it, the only way was to bring glory to their family!
The reason Ms. Hua tried so hard to stop them from opening her husband’s coffin and examining her corpse, and hesitated so much when talking about her husband’s death, was because of this. Mo Yan decided not to tell anyone else about this, and help Ms. Hua keep her secret.
By the afternoon, the sun had already slightly headed south, and the storefront didn’t have much business anymore. Mo Yan had just said that she was closing shop for the day and a teenager ran over to ask, “Is Mo Yan here?”
Mo Yan looked at him but didn’t recognise him, “What are you looking for me for?”
“You’re Mo Yan, Brother Zhong Cheng came to tell me to deliver a message, your sister is about to give birth!”
Mo Yan was shocked, “How, isn’t there still almost a month to go?”
“I’m not sure, I heard that she tripped after going to the back courtyard for lunch.”
Pregnant people would be particularly careful with their body, and there was no way she would have tripped for no particular reason. It went without question that this matter was inextricably linked with Mrs. Lin. At this time, she couldn’t care enough to ask her, and immediately wanted to rush over. However, she didn’t have a horse or a carriage right now, and going there by foot would be too slow.
She quickly shoved some copper coins to the teenager delivering the message, and turned around to say, “Chuzi, go to Liangsheng’s to borrow a carriage, any carriage would do, but I need it now!”
Chuzi immediately ran to the streets, and Mo Yan turned and say to Zhao’er, “There isn’t time to find another physician, Zhao’er, you know some medicine, come with me!”
Zhao’er repeatedly shook his head, “No way, I can’t!”
She grabbed Zhao’er’s hand, “You can do it!”
Chuzi rushed back with a carriage, and Mo Yan dragged Zhao’er on with her. Then, Chuzi flicked the whip in his hand, and with a strike to the horse’s flank, the carriage started moving.
They came to the Zhong family before dark, and Mo Yan had jumped off before the carriage had stopped. Ignoring the pain in her foot, she limped towards the courtyard, calling out for her sister.
Zhong Cheng and Ms. Jiang came out of the house together, but Mo Yan couldn’t care less about them and ran towards the house. However, she was stopped by Mrs. Jiang, “You’re an unmarried woman, you can’t enter the delivery room.”
“Then who’s in there?”
“The midwife! I’ve already gone to the village to ask the physician for help, but when he heard it was to deliver a baby, he refused.”
“Go ask him again, drag him over if you have to,” After saying this, she gave a silver tael to Mrs. Jiang.
She ran out, and the house was filled with Mo Ling’s painful grunts. Mo Yan called from outside, “Sis, I’ve come, I’m here!”
At this time, Mo Ling didn’t have the energy to respond, and Mo Yan asked the midwife, “Is Midwife Wong inside? How’s my sister?”
The curtain of the delivery room opened, and a roughly fifty-years-old midwife came out to say, “The cervix has only opened by three fingerwidths, there’s still a long time to go!”
“When did it start?”
Zhong Cheng said, “About lunchtime.”
“How did she trip, why would she trip out of the blue?”
Zhong Cheng stuttered and couldn’t say anything, and Mo Yan scolded him, “Was this done by your second sister-in-law?”
Seeing that he was still stuttering, Mo Yan understood and swiftly went to the courtyard, before grabbing the horse whip in Chuzi’s hand and leaving. WHen Zhao’er asked where she was going, she only told Zhao’er to keep guard here and not to leave.
Chuzi was worried something would happen to her, so followed her.
Mo Yan went to the eastern courtyard, opening the gate and loudly shouting, “Mrs. Lin, drag your body out here now!”
The house’s door opened, and Zhong Yi came out, “What are you coming here and causing a ruckus for!”
Mo Yan cracked the whip in her hand, “Call that wife of yours out!”
“She’s not here!”
“Then where is she?!”
“She’s returned to her natal family.”
“Has she now? Does she really think nothing will happen to her after she returns to her natal family?”
“Her uncle is the governing official.”
“If the governing official is corrupt, I’ll make it so that he can’t keep his position anymore. If we don’t get a satisfactory response to this matter, don’t even think about living the rest of your lives peacefully.”
“Who do you think you are, daring to say such words about the governing official?”
The governing official of a village wasn’t an official, but just a person that the village picked to manage their affairs. If he was corrupt and the villagers collectively rebelled against him, he could really be removed from his position.”
Mo Yan wasn’t in the mood to continue futilely arguing with him, and turned out to leave. On the road, she learnt where the governing official’s family lived, and went over.
Mrs. Jiang had already gone to ask the physician for help twice, and the villagers knew that Mo Ling had gone into labour early. Now Mo Yan was going to find the governing official with a heart full of rage, they could roughly guess that something had happened, and anyone who was idle went over to watch the ensuing drama.
It was easy to find people on the first day of the New Year, as everyone was staying at home. The governing official didn’t know Mo Yan, and asked, “Young lady, who are you here for?”
Mo Yan said, “I am the younger sister of Zhong Cheng’s wife, Mo Ling, and I’m here to find Xiahe Village’s governing official to provide justice to my sister.”
The governing official asked, “I heard that your sister is about to give birth, this is a celebratory matter! What’s the matter?”
“Then did you know that my sister has gone into labour early, and why did she go into labour early? We were initially prepared to ask a female physician from the Upper Valley over, but now we don’t have any way to make these preparations. If my sister has any complications because of this, I will make your niece, Mrs. Lin, pay with her life!”
“Does this matter have something to do with her?”
“You’ll know if you just ask her.”
P.S. Zhong Cheng has been acting like a wet paper tissue recently, here’s to hoping that he actually grows a backbone. As always, thank you for reading!”