The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme - Chapter 429: 416: Something's Not Right
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Chapter 429: Chapter 416: Somethingâs Not Right
This all corresponded to Butcher Huaâs situation; he and his wife had no children, and Mrs. Suâs blindness, as well as the origin of the scar on Butcher Huaâs chin, were indeed as previously described by Butcher Hua.
We can essentially conclude that this Zheng Cheng is indeed Butcher Huaâs nephew, as he claimed.
Even if he is not really his nephew, he must be a close family member, otherwise he would not know such private matters.
Anyway, at the time of Butcher Huaâs death, it was already stated that all his belongings were either burned or buried with him, and the house was almost completely empty, containing only some worthless items such as tables, chairs, and benches. There was no reason for anyone to purposely deceive about such things.
Zhuang Jingye thought for a moment, then nodded, âAlright, you can come with me.â
Zhuang Jingye, who was initially planning to deliver some goods to Zhuang Qingningâs house, had to abandon his plans for now. He put things back, took keys to Butcher Huaâs house, and led Zheng Cheng there.
âThis is Butcher Huaâs house.â Zhuang Jingye opened the door and led Zheng Cheng inside, âHave a look and see if thereâs anything you want to take with you.â
âHowever, when Butcher Hua passed away, he didnât have much money. He had instructed before his death, that the valuable items inside his house be sold for his funeral expenses, so many items in the house were pawned or sold. Personal belongings were also burned or buried with him in accordance with his wishes.â
âStrictly speaking, there are no more personal items here, but we never really searched thoroughly inside or outside the house. You just take a look and see if thereâs anything left that you can take home.â
âThank you, Village Chief Zhuang.â Zheng Cheng bowed his head, then carefully looked around the courtyard and went inside the house to search.
Indeed, as Zhuang Jingye said, the house was already emptied of any personal belongings, with only some items like tables, chairs, benches, and beds left.
HoweverâŠ
Zheng Cheng raised an eyebrow, âVillage Chief Zhuang, since my uncle has been dead for so long, yet, inside and outside of this yard are unusually neat and clean, could someone be cleaning it regularly?â
âNot exactly. Before Butcher Huaâs death, he mentioned that he had been living in the village for many years and was always well cared for by the villagers, so he entrusted this house to me, saying that if I could sell it, the money should be donated to the villageâs ancestral hall for public use.â
âAlthough Butcher Hua said that, we never really intended to do so, so it has been left unused here. A few months ago a woman in the village who had recently started a household didnât have a place to live, so she borrowed it for several months. However, she paid rent, which has been put into the villageâs ancestral hall.â
âThe reason why the house looks neat and clean and the yard is not overgrown with weeds is probably due to this reason.â
Zhuang Jingye explained, âBut that woman didnât take anything from this house. I checked everything at the time, it was exactly the same as before she moved in. Even many of the damaged parts had been repaired.â
âI see.â Zheng Cheng nodded, âThank you, Village Chief Zhuang. Iâll take a good search here and see if thereâs anything I can take back to my grandfather. I can see that Village Chief Zhuang seems busy, so you donât need to accompany me here any longer.â
Zhuang Jingye hesitated a little.
But on second thought, considering how destitute Butcher Huaâs house appeared, even if Zheng Cheng took everything from inside and outside the house now, it wouldnât sell for much money. Looking at Zheng Cheng, he didnât seem to be short of money either, so Zhuang Jingye just nodded, âAlright, look around here. If there is anything, you can just take it.â
âThank you, Village Chief Zhuang.â
Zheng Cheng saw Zhuang Jingye to the door, âTake care, Village Chief Zhuang.â
Seeing that this person was quite polite, somewhat similar to the smiling demeanour of Butcher Hua and his wife, Zhuang Jingyeâs favor for Zheng Cheng grew a little.
After wasting so much time, Zhuang Jingye no longer dared to delay. He hastily returned home to pick up the goods he had earlier prepared to take to Zhuang Qingningâs house and headed over there.
Seeing Zhuang Qingning was at home kneading dough, he was overjoyed, âI was afraid that you werenât going to be at home, and thought Iâd come when it was nearly dinner time. Good thing youâre home.â
âThe jujubes at home are the crunchy kind, not like those red jujubes. They look green, but they taste crisp and sweet. Also, donât judge this pumpkin by its lumpy exterior, it tastes sweet and has a melting texture when cooked.â
âThank you, Uncle Zhuang.â Zhuang Qingning washed off the flour on her hands, âI was thinking of making some meat rolls to steam. Now that we have pumpkin, Iâll make pumpkin porridge tonight.â
âAdd some red jujubes to it, and it will be guaranteed to be fragrant and sweet.â Zhuang Jingye laughed, âDo you have red jujubes at home? If not, Iâll bring them to you later.â
âAunt Ye sent some over last time, and we havenât finished eating them yet.â Zhuang Qingning hastily waved her hands.
âAs long as you have enough, if thereâs anything lacking, just let me know. You can go and take anything from my house too.â Zhuang Jingye laughed as he got up, âI see youâre busy, I wonât distract you anymore. You carry on, I âll come again another day.â
âUncle Zhuang, donât you want a cup of tea?â
âNo, it turns out that Butcher Huaâs nephew came. He said he wanted to look for something to take back to think about his grandfather.â Zhuang Jingye said, âAlthough he doesnât seem like a bad person, and Butcher Huaâs house doesnât have anything valuable to think about, I still feel uneasy about it somehow and thought I should go and keep an eye on it.â
âButcher Huaâs nephew?â
Zhuang Qingning blinked, âWhy do I remember that it was said that Butcher Hua was a refugee and that there was no one left in his family?â
The kind who had no parents, no brothers or sisters.
âThatâs what I thought too, but the person who came said thatâs not the caseâŠâ Zhuang Jingye then relayed everything that occurred with Zheng Cheng to Zhuang Qingning, âIt all seems to make sense, so I thought he could go ahead and search. After all, thereâs nothing valuable in Butcher Huaâs house.â
âThatâs whatâs being saidâŠâ
Zhuang Qingning pondered, âYet, since heâs a nephew, even if they havenât seen each other for many years and have no emotional ties, the first thing he should think of when he hears of his uncleâs death should be to visit the grave and pay his respects.â
Moreover, considering the way Zhuang Jingye described him, Zheng Cheng seemed like a very polite person.
This being the case, he shouldnât have done something that appeared so abrupt and impolite.
âNow that you mention it, something doesnât seem right.â Zhuang Jingye frowned, âI need to go check.â
âUncle Zhuang, Iâll go with you.â Zhuang Qingning followed him.
Being on guard when something unusual happens is always wise.