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When the old woman on the bed heard Wei Mingyan’s remarks, her eyes burst out with great hope. Her cloudy eyes actually looked brighter than those of young people.

“It can’t be demolished, Village Chief, did you hear that? He, Qiu Wu, is neither the owner of this mountain nor has he paid me, so it can’t be demolished!!!”

After saying this, Grandma Xuan coughed and collapsed into a stupor.

Her life has been too hard, and the successive deaths of her family members were like boulders crashing on her heart, making the rest of her life difficult for her to show her face many times.

Going up to the mountains every day to take care of the fields, and stop by to see loved ones who have passed away, has been the only way for this elderly woman to relax.

She had no education. She grew up in bitterness since she was a child. She didn’t even know that the so-called reincarnation of ghosts was mere feudal superstition, and she was only pushing forward through sheer will.

Now that she knew the graves couldn’t be torn down, she relaxed, and drifted off to sleep.

Xuan Lele nervously tested her nose for breath. She was relieved when she felt a little weak breath. Then, she couldn’t stop the tears that she had been trying to suppress from falling.

She looked at the Village Chief and cried with anger. “My Dad fell into the river because Qiu Wu cut a hole there and didn’t fence it off. Now my parents have died for so many years, and he still wouldn’t let them go!”

“Do we have to be forced to die for them to feel comfortable! If something goes wrong with my Grandma, I will not let them go!”

Though her voice quivered when her last words came out, Xuan Lele was clearly lit with anger. She gently put down the old woman’s hand, stood up and walked out.

“Lele, Lele …”

The Village Chief hurriedly went to stop her. “Don’t go there, there’s a crowd of them. You’re a little girl’s …”

“So, it’s okay to bully in numbers?!! Haven’t they bullied me enough since I was a child!”

Xuan Lele was really a good-natured and soft-tempered person. But this time, they really touched her bottom line.

Her grandma always said that the living should live well, so she shouldn’t remember hatred, but never trap yourself.

But even now, those people still wouldn’t let them go.

“Lele!”

As this pleasant male voice resounded next to her, her brain went blank, stunned by the sensation of someone’s body enveloping her. The man’s gentle voice whispered in her ear. “You be good and take good care of Grandma first. I’ll take care of it.”

“Trust me, okay?”

Hearing his words, Xuan Lele recovered herself from the depths of her anger. She sobbed as she grabbed the man’s hand, “Mingyan, Mingyan…”

She had so many things she wanted to say, but the words turned into aggravated cries of her lover’s name.

This was the first time Xuan Lele had been so dependent on someone. When she was young, she knew that she and her grandmother were codependent, so she had to take care of her.

She was used to taking care of people. However, this was the first time someone told her to let him handle everything.

She was gently pressed down on the edge of the bed to sit. Wei Mingyan touched her head and whispered, “You should have a good rest first. I’ll go out and ask the Village Chief some questions. Be good. Right now, we are in a society ruled by law. If they really forcibly demolish the graves, we will sue them.”

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