"Oh, seeing your grandfather like that, even if the finest delicacies in the world were placed before me, I couldn't bring myself to eat a bite!"

Old Yang sighed and said.

Yang Ruqing was stunned for a moment, taking a look at Lao Yangtou.

It shouldn't be just the sadness of losing siblings, but also a feeling of disgust at the sight of the old man's corpse.

Yang Ruqing herself didn't really want to recall the sight of the corpse she had seen earlier.

In this sweltering heat, with mosquitoes and rats everywhere, the old man's half face was gnawed by rats, and his body reeked of a foul stench.

The coroner searched the bed and under it for a long time, but couldn't find the missing eyeball of the old master.

He must have been carried off by a rat, I suppose?

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The more Yang Ruqing thought about it, the more her empty stomach churned. She quickly forced herself to think of some pleasant images and scenes to suppress the physical and psychological discomfort.

"A person is like iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat even a little bit, your body won't be able to hold up." Yang Ruohong continued.

"As I couldn't stomach rice, I asked the restaurant to prepare some refreshing green bean soup for me to have a little."

After saying that, Yang Ruqing turned and went downstairs to prepare to leave.

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Soon, she brought mung bean soup and other things to Lao Yangtou and his people. There was also some pickled vegetables and porridge.

Lao Yang, persuaded by Yang Huazhong, finally picked up his chopsticks and slowly ate a few mouthfuls.

The old butler also came, let's eat together.

"Qing'er, why don't you eat yourself?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruqing said, "I'll eat later, Father, you all eat first."

After finishing his meal and replenishing his blood sugar, Lao Yang's face finally looked better.

He let out a long sigh and sat there condemning Yang Wenxuan.

"Back then, I was so preoccupied with my own grief that I didn't carefully examine how my poor old brother died." Old Yang said.

"I don't know if he died of starvation, or heatstroke, or disease?"

“When he died, there wasn't a single soul by his side. Not even a tear was shed the moment he breathed his last.”

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“According to the villagers, my elder brother might be a mute in his next life! Poor thing, it’s truly pitiful!”

Old Yang's face was filled with sadness and regret, shaking his head and sighing constantly.

The elderly butler, who had served the old master his entire life, was so heartbroken that he dropped his chopsticks.

The old patriarch had worked hard his whole life, though he didn't retire with a high position, he built this large family business. His business was very successful and back in his younger days, he even became the richest man in Yun City.

"I followed him my whole life, traveling all over with him. I admired him the most and never imagined that his later years would end up like this."

Even the poorest old man in a peasant's household, no matter how destitute, would at least have someone tending to him during his last few years by his bedside.

“To be able to say a few last words to one's grandchildren before death, and to have them dress in mourning and accompany you on your final journey after death.”

“The old master truly came and went in the nude, dazed for seventy years, and in the end ended up with nothing. What a pity! Life is indeed impermanent!” said the old butler.

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Yang Huazhong frowned and said, "It's all that bastard Yang Wenxuan's doing. Even though he's messed everything up, he still shows no remorse."

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“If he hadn’t left the old master, the old master wouldn’t have died alone in this room unknown to anyone,”

"If I find him, I'll beat him to death with one punch!" Yang Huazhong said through gritted teeth.

“Kill that kind of beast and you still have to pay? Not worth it!” Old Yang said.

"What I'm worried about now, if I say it out loud, I'm afraid of being struck by lightning." The old man continued.

“If I, this elder brother, were to die from illness, starvation, or heatstroke, then it could only be said that I was pitiful. But if he were killed by that beast Yang Wenxuan…”

"That would be a truly wasted life. Even if he were our own son, we have to find Yang Wenxuan and make him pay for his father's crimes!" Old Yang said angrily.

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Patricide, this is something that will bring down the wrath of heaven and earth.

Hacking a hundred times the head, can not erase this sin of patricide!

The old butler said, "I'm most afraid of this too."

Yang Huazhong said: "The coroner is investigating the cause of death. We'll know once the results come out."

“I’m going out for a walk in a bit, to see if I can find that bastard Yang Wenxuan!”

After dinner, Yang Huazhong really went to the streets of Yun City to look for him, but naturally he couldn't find him.

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The old butler even cried, becoming a tearful wreck. He beat his chest and stomped his feet, regretting that he should have died too.

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“Old Butler, what does this have to do with you? The old master was killed by Yang Wenxuan, that bastard! He strangled him to death. It was murder, and Yang Wenxuan is the one who deserves to die and go to hell!”

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Yang Huazhong was consoling Lao Yangtou while also trying to advise the old housekeeper.

The old butler choked back tears and said, "If I hadn't left and stayed in this house, Yang Wenxuan wouldn't have had the guts to strangle the old master."

"It's my fault, I wasn't able to protect the old master well. Old master, you died so unjustly..."

The old butler collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.

Old Yang Tou and Yang Huazhong weren't doing well either.

As for Yang Ruqing, she has rarely expressed her views on this matter.

Because in her view, all endings are the results of karmic seeds sown and the arrangements of fate.

Grandfather, perhaps at the very moment he breathed his last, he had a sudden enlightenment.

"Don't be too sad, everyone. The old master's gone. For him, it might not be a bad thing to be freed." Yang Ruqing couldn't help but speak up.

I didn't come all this way in this sweltering heat just to watch Old Yang and Old Butler cry like babies.

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Yang Ruqing continued, "The county magistrate has already filed a case and is doing everything he can to apprehend Yang Wenxuan."

"In this scorching heat, are you really going to cry and wail here? Why not think about how to handle the situation? The government won't help you take care of your late grandfather's decomposing body."

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“According to the rules over there, bodies that are not claimed by family within the allotted time will be sent to a mass grave in the mountains outside the city.” she said.

Upon hearing this, the old butler was in a predicament.

Ever since I sold the family's land and houses, all of my nephews have turned against me.

“When my grandfather was still alive, I went to them for money to buy medicine, but they ignored me and didn't even come to look at my grandfather. Now, no one will certainly be willing to come out to handle my grandfather’s funeral…”

"They are all a bunch of ingrates and white-eyed wolves!" Lao Yang interrupted the old housekeeper.

"They don't care, I will!" Lao Yang stood up straight and said.

At this moment, a resolute expression appeared on the old man's face. "He bears the same surname as me, and I can at least call him cousin. I will clean up this mess. Let this be the only and final thing I do as a descendant of the Yang family!"

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“I'm here to send my older cousin off for burial and into the afterlife to meet our Yang family ancestors. When I grow old and pass away, I too will join them peacefully."

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