1970s: Transmigrated into a cannon fodder female supporting character in a lucky koi novel!

The old lady sighed. "Young lady, I don't know what grudge you have with Jiang Yue'er, but I hope that your affairs don't involve Xiaomai. That child is simple-minded and prone to overthinking!"

"Thank you for reminding me, Grandma. I understand!"

Wen Li's figure disappeared around the corner. The old lady sighed again and muttered to herself, "At such a young age, I wonder what she's carrying on her shoulders, her mind so heavy!"

Then, she glanced at the jar of honey on the table, and the emotion in her eyes slowly changed.

She took out the tin box that was hidden in the corner.

After taking the contents out, they put an old piece of letter paper back in.

After taking her things, she walked out of the courtyard.

Just as Zhao Xiaomai saw Wen Li off, she saw Old Madam Su arriving with faltering steps.

She quickly stepped forward to help the old lady, "Grandma Su, why did you come out alone? The ground outside is slippery, it's dangerous for you to be out alone!"

The old lady gently patted Zhao Xiaomai's hand.

"Keep this. If I'm not around anymore, please give it to Wen Zhiqing for me!"

Zhao Xiaomai's expression changed. "Grandma, are you feeling unwell?"

The old woman's eyes held a serene acceptance of life and death. "Don't worry, I'm fine! I still need to go to your fourth aunt's house for a pork stew. It's cold, you should go back!"

After giving the items to Zhao Xiaomai, the old lady turned around, leaned on her cane, and left, leaving behind a carefree figure.

Zhao Xiaomai shook her head helplessly, looking at the tin box in her hand. Although she was curious, she had no intention of opening it.

She locked the items in her wooden box and continued making her craft.

Wen Li returned to the guesthouse, checked out, and left.

Since she had already explained things to the old lady, there was no need for her to stay any longer.

I believe the old lady will make proper arrangements for the follow-up matters.

If Jiang Yue'er and Jiang Chen dare to come to our door, they'll be walking right into our trap!

To Wen Li's surprise, the old lady still passed away.

At noon, Wen Li planned to have hot pot in the space. She had just prepared the vegetables when she heard someone knocking urgently on the door.

Who is it?

"Little Pear, it's me!"

Wen Li noticed something was wrong with Li Xiangxiang's voice and quickly opened the door.

"What's wrong?"

"Grandma Su has passed away!"

"What?!" Wen Li exclaimed in shock. "How is this possible?!"

"Zhao Gu just sent me a message saying that last night, after the old lady ate the pork stew, she went home and things didn't go well; she passed away not long after!"

Wen Li's mind was in a mess. She had taken the old lady's pulse yesterday, and her physical condition should have lasted at least two more months. How could it have happened so suddenly?

Li Xiangxiang didn't know what had happened either, but the two of them rode their bicycles toward the commune.

The ground was slippery, and by the time the two arrived, the old lady's house was already surrounded by people.

Jiang Yue'er and Jiang Chen were also present.

Wen Li didn't look at the two of them and went straight into the house. The neighbors had already helped the old lady tidy up her appearance. She lay there peacefully, as if she were asleep!

It didn't seem like she was murdered; that was Wen Li's first thought.

The room was noisy, and Wen Li found Zhao Xiaomai hiding in a corner crying.

"Xiaomai, wasn't the old lady perfectly fine yesterday? How come she..."

Zhao Xiaomai's eyes were red and swollen, and there were dark circles under her eyes, indicating that she hadn't slept all night.

"Last night, Grandma Su went out for a pork stew. Fourth Aunt brought her back, and she said she was tired, so Fourth Aunt helped her lie down on the bed to rest. But when Fourth Aunt came back with water, she found that Grandma Su was already dead!"

Zhao Xiaomai spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice, recounting the events of the previous night in fits and starts.

Wen Li looked at Jiang Chen, who had a gloomy expression, at the back of the crowd. It seemed that they hadn't gotten what they wanted, otherwise they wouldn't have such an expression.

She thought that with the spring water, the old lady would at least be able to live until the New Year, but the old lady still passed away.

Was it a plot-driven death?

Or was the old lady murdered?

But Aunt Si only left for a very short time, so she shouldn't have been murdered.

So it was a plot-driven death?

Wen Li felt an unprecedented sense of regret; she shouldn't have left last night.

"Don't be sad, the old lady passed away peacefully!"

"Oh, right, come back with me, I have something for you!"

Without much thought, Wen Li left the courtyard with Zhao Xiaomai.

When she arrived at Zhao Xiaomai's house, she carefully took out a tin box from the cabinet.

"Grandma Su asked me to give this to you yesterday!"

"What?" Wen Li never expected that the old lady would leave something for her.

Zhao Xiaomai wiped away her tears. "I think Grandma Su must have sensed something, so she entrusted her things to me for safekeeping after you left!"

Grandma Su hasn't been in much spirits lately, but yesterday for some reason, she was very energetic. She even went out for a pork stew and chatted with the neighbors for a long time.

Everyone thought her health had improved, but it turned out to be a temporary resurgence before her death.

Wen Li opened the box and found an old letter inside.

Wen Li picked it up with trembling hands; inside was the thank-you letter that Jiang Yue'er had been longing for.

"Xiaomai, are you sure the old lady asked you to give this to me?"

Zhao Xiaomai glanced at it and realized it was a letter.

"Yes, Grandma Su said so herself, and she handed it to me personally. I haven't opened it, so I don't know what's inside!"

Wen Li's mind was in a mess. She thought the old lady disliked her, but she gave her something so important.

Why?

"Wheat, can you keep this a secret for me?"

"Yes, don't worry, only the two of us know about this!"

Wen Li concealed the thank-you letter in her storage space under the cover of her military overcoat.

The letter paper was light and airy, but Wen Lilai found it incredibly heavy when she held it in her hand.

When I returned to the old lady's house, the mourners had already left one after another.

Wen Li glanced around and found that Jiang Yue'er and Jiang Chen had already left.

She walked up to the old lady and bowed deeply.

Li Xiangxiang cried for a while. "Xiao Li, it's getting late, let's go home!"

Wen Li nodded. They didn't have a letter of introduction and couldn't stay overnight at the commune.

"Xiaomai, when is the old lady being buried?"

"We should wait until Uncle Su and the others return before burying them!"

"Okay, I'll come again tomorrow!"

Stepping out of the courtyard, both of them remained silent, Wen Li's feelings were complicated.

She had planned to go to the commune the next day, but it started snowing heavily again that night.

The roads are blocked by heavy snow, and we can't get out at all.

The heavy snow lasted for three days, and by the time Wen Li arrived at the commune, it was already the day of the old lady's burial.

Many people came to see them off, and at the front of the procession were several people wearing Zhongshan suits.

Those people must be the old lady's adopted sons and daughters.

Behind them was a group of younger people, each with red eyes, and their crying was genuine.

After seeing the old lady off, Wen Li did not go to disturb her. Just as she was about to leave, she discovered that Jiang Yue'er, heavily pregnant, had gone to the old lady's house.

The woman walking with her was Zhao Xiaomai's neighbor, Auntie.

Wen Li didn't know what Jiang Yue'er was planning, but it certainly wasn't anything good. She called Zhao Xiaomai and followed her.