After lunch, Old Ding pulled a coffin to the entrance of the Siheyuan (Courtyard).
The group went to the Chen Family, lifted Chen Jianye’s mother along with the bedsheet, and placed her into the coffin.
Chen Jianye took out the prepared money and distributed it to the four people who helped.
No need for too many words of thanks; with the money, everyone could feel the sincerity.
“Jianye, you ride in the car and accompany your mother for the last stretch of the journey.”
Old Ding smiled and said.
“Thank you, Brother Ding.”
Chen Jianye got onto the flat cart.
He knew in his heart that Old Ding was worried about his poor health and the difficulty of walking, which was why he found an excuse for him to rest on the flat cart.
Chen Jianye did not decline, his palm resting on the coffin, his expression calm.
More than half an hour later, the five people and one cart arrived at the cemetery.
The four people lifted the coffin down, picked up their shovels, and began to work.
Next to Chen Tuntian’s grave, a square trench large enough to hold the coffin was dug.
Then the four used ropes to lower the coffin containing Chen’s mother into the trench and filled it with soil.
Chen Jianye wrote on the tombstone.
It took a full three hours of hard work to complete this major task.
“Brother Ding, I’ll talk to my parents for a bit; you all can rest for a while.”
Chen Jianye said.
“Alright.”
Old Ding pulled the flat cart and led the others a distance away.
Chen Jianye’s gaze fell on the tombstone, and his knees bent like collapsing mountains and falling jade pillars, kneeling before the tombstone.
“Dad, Mom…”
He babbled on, telling his parents to rest in peace underground, and that he would not be bullied in the future.
As the sole male descendant of the Chen Family, he would definitely continue the Chen Family bloodline.
In three to five years at the longest, or one to two years at the shortest, he would definitely bring his son and daughter to visit the two elders.
A few minutes later, Chen Jianye got up, sat on the flat cart, and returned to the Siheyuan (Courtyard) with everyone.
The funeral was simple, with a labor cost of eight yuan and material costs of a little over twenty yuan.
The total came out to nearly thirty yuan.
Chen Jianye counted the money in his hand.
The pension, plus the money Sha Zhu compensated, plus the Chen Family’s savings.
He currently had over one thousand and seven yuan in his hand.
One thousand yuan, that was enough to do many things.
If Chen Jianye was willing, one hundred yuan could marry a country wife, a hardworking virgin, the kind he could pick at will.
If his body was truly ailing, to continue the Chen Family bloodline, he might actually do that.
Chen Jianye was clear about his physical condition; there was no need to rush things.
Next, he should go to the Rolling Mill to take up the post, establish himself in this world, and relying on the system and his own abilities, slowly plan for development.
Returning to the Siheyuan (Courtyard), Chen Jianye keenly noticed that the way the Courtyard residents looked at him had changed.
There was an indescribable… pity.
Chen Jianye couldn't be bothered to deal with it and went straight to Old Bai’s house.
“Son, is everything taken care of?”
Old Bai asked warmly.
“It’s done, Old Bai, thanks to your help today, my mother was able to be buried in peace.”
“I know you don’t value money, but right now, I can only show my respect with money.”
Chen Jianye took out two yuan.
“Son, keep the money; Bai Xiaomin has already taken two yuan from you, I can’t take your money anymore.”
Old Bai said very firmly.
“That’s right, Jianye, if you have money, you should save it and quickly marry a wife.”
“My grandpa and I don’t even earn two yuan in a day, you’ve given enough.”
Bai Xiaomin interjected.
“One thing at a time, you helped me with everything, two yuan is what you deserve.”
“Your grandpa helped me with the overall arrangements and put in a lot of effort, two yuan is also what he should get.”
Chen Jianye was equally firm in his attitude.
“Son, keep this money. I know all about your problems; how can I ask for your money again?”
“Listen to Bai Xiaomin, don’t be stubborn.”
Old Bai said earnestly.
“Old Bai, what problems do you know I have?”
Chen Jianye was puzzled.
Old Bai knew he had let something slip and was momentarily embarrassed.
“Grandpa, let me tell him.”
“Jianye, after we went out to work, Granny Jia spread the word in the Courtyard that you wouldn’t live long, saying you had a brain illness and would definitely become paralyzed or insane in the future.”
“She said it so convincingly, claiming the hospital report was written that way, and that your illness was in your head and incurable, which is why you were in a hurry to be discharged.”
Bai Xiaomin blurted it all out.
Chen Jianye’s face darkened.
Damn it, he had just gone out to handle things, and Granny Jia immediately came to slander him.
She was truly something else.
“Son, don’t be foolish with Little Zhang, it’s not necessary.”
“Let her say what she wants; for us, living our lives well is more important than anything.”
Old Bai quickly advised.
Clearly, he also knew in his heart that what Jia Zhangshi said was likely true.
Otherwise, there was no way to explain Chen Jianye’s abnormal behavior.
“Old Bai, I understand.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t argue with Jia Zhangshi anymore.”
Chen Jianye grinned: “But these two yuan, Old Bai, you must accept them.”
When Chen Jianye left the Bai, his hands were empty.
Old Bai accepted the two yuan and promised Chen Jianye that the two yuan would be stored in the Bai for Chen Jianye.
If anything really happened to the latter, the Bai would provide Chen Jianye with some assistance.
Chen Jianye naturally had no objection.
He was not someone who viewed money as dirt.
The money was given out, and the people who received it knew to remember his kindness, which naturally made him feel happier.
Back home, Chen Jianye prepared to cook.
After checking the household’s reserved grain, Chen Jianye cooked half a catty of cured meat stir-fried with vegetables.
The main dish was some white rice.
Previously, the Chen Family always steamed white rice mixed with brown rice.
As for cured meat, only a tiny piece was cut to add some richness to the vegetables.
Now that Chen Jianye was the only one in the Chen Family, he naturally wouldn't skimp on food for himself.
After taking the Vigorous Dragon and Tiger Pill, Chen Jianye noticed that he got hungry quickly, and his appetite was enough for two people.
Not eating well was truly not an option; it couldn’t replenish his body’s consumption.
At this rate of eating, the grain in the Chen Family house would only last him three days.
Chen Jianye, however, looked unconcerned.
Tonight, he planned to go to the Black Market to buy a batch of meat and store it in the Lingquan Space.
Moreover, the Lingquan Space had land, and he wanted to buy some vegetables to plant there and try out the planting effect.
Many vegetables, such as spring onions and garlic, could grow by simply leaving a root head in the soil.
Sweet potatoes, potatoes, and the like could just be buried directly in the soil.
If he could cultivate seven or eight kinds of vegetables, Chen Jianye wouldn't have to worry about vegetables anymore.
After eating, Chen Jianye went to the front Courtyard to wash the dishes.
“Don’t look at him being so cocky now; let’s see how many days he can be cocky.”
“First Master told our family to yield to him; do you think I’m really afraid of him? Hmph.”
Jia Zhangshi was chatting with Third Aunt.
Her words, both direct and implied, were all badmouthing a certain person, while also trying to salvage the Jia’s dignity.
Third Aunt saw Chen Jianye approaching, coughed, and reminded Jia Zhangshi that the person they were talking about was here, so she should stop.
“Really, if I hadn’t held Dongxu back, Dongxu would have beaten him up already.”
“It’s also lucky Dongxu didn’t make a move; he’s a piece of shit now, stepping on him would just dirty your own shoe sole.”
“It’s easy for Dongxu to beat him up, but if he gets entangled with him, how could my Jia have a good life? Don’t you agree?”
Jia Zhangshi was spitting saliva everywhere.
“Oh, Jianye is washing dishes himself.”
Third Aunt was annoyed that Jia Zhangshi had no sense, so she enthusiastically greeted Chen Jianye.
