A woman in her 70s marries a rough-looking man; her plump wife is too delicate and alluring.

All that could be heard was He Xidi saying in a high-pitched voice, "Grandma, I am He Zhaoyang's sister. She asked me to come and take care of you tonight."

The old lady Li Yuzhen's voice rang out, "Good, good, you are all good children."

"Grandma, let me pour you some water." After saying that, she walked to the table, picked up the thermos, and poured the water into the water tank. "Grandma, you don't need to worry about Sister Xuanxue. Sister Xuanxue is a lucky person."

After saying that, he handed the water vat to Li Yuzhen.

However, He Zhaoyang clearly saw that He Xidi added some white powder when he poured the water.

"grandmother!"

He Zhaoyang saw that Li Yuzhen was about to drink water and quickly spoke up.

He Xidi was startled. Why was He Zhaoyang back? Weren't they all at the hospital?

He Zhaoyang had already pushed open the door and gone inside when he shouted that.

Li Yuzhen's hand froze in mid-air; the bowl of water was almost to her lips, but she hadn't drunk from it yet. Startled by the shout, she stopped and turned to look at the doorway. "Zhaoyang? Why are you back? Is your sister-in-law alright?"

He Zhaoyang nodded. "Grandma, you don't need to worry."

She walked over, took the water vat from the old lady, and said, "Grandma, don't drink it. It's not good to drink too much water at night."

Li Yuzhen nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

Since He Zhaoyang married into the family, she has been fetching spring water for her every day and cooking all sorts of different dishes for her. Despite her age, she feels much healthier and can even stand up again.

She put the bowl on the table and turned to look at He Xidi.

He Xidi stood by the kang (a heated brick bed), his hand still frozen in mid-air, his face as white as paper, and his lips moved twice.

"He Xidi, come out with me." He Zhaoyang called her out.

Stepping into the courtyard, He Zhaoyang looked at her intently and asked, "What did you put in the water when you poured it?"

"I don't."

"I saw it all," He Zhaoyang said. "You took something out of your pocket and poured it into the bowl."

He Xidi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He Zhaoyang sneered, "What exactly do you want? I have nothing to do with you anymore, so why did you suddenly come to the Sheng family today to drug the old lady?"

He Xidi remained silent.

He Zhaoyang sneered, "What exactly did you play?"

He Xidi: "I'll say it again, I didn't drug you."

He Zhaoyang was dying; she saw it with her own eyes, but the person opposite her could still say without batting an eye that she hadn't drugged her.

"Okay, you didn't drug me. Come with me to the police station."

After He Zhaoyang finished speaking, he tried to pull He Xidi away.

He Xidi used all his strength, like a cow eating a whole ox, but couldn't break free.

He Xidi was dragged a few steps by her before she finally couldn't hold on any longer. "He Zhaoyang, He Zhaoyang, let me go! I'll talk! I'll talk, okay?!"

He Zhaoyang released his grip.

He Xidi staggered before regaining his balance, squatted down to catch his breath, looked up at her with red eyes and trembling lips, and said, "...It's a laxative."

He Zhaoyang looked down at her: "Laxative?"

"It's just to give her diarrhea." He Xidi's voice grew softer and softer. "It won't kill her, it'll just make her feel uncomfortable for a few days."

"You gave the old lady laxatives just to make her feel uncomfortable for a few days?"

He Xidi lowered his head and remained silent.

He Zhaoyang felt a headache coming on. If she hadn't used her spiritual energy to treat Old Madam Sheng's body, she might have died from this laxative.

She remembered that He Xidi was also present when the old lady died in the book.

She looked at He Xi with suspicion, not understanding why she was doing this.

"He Xidi, I'll give you a chance. If you can tell me why you gave Old Madam Sheng laxatives, I won't report it to the police."

He Xidi looked up at He Zhaoyang and slowly said, "Brother Yuze will be back in a few days. If he comes back and finds that the old lady is even weaker than before, then it's your fault. Not only did you fail to bring good fortune, you also harmed the old lady."

He Zhaoyang did not respond immediately after hearing this.

She stood in the courtyard, the winter wind blowing in from the courtyard wall.

He Xidi took a half step back under her gaze, and lowered her voice, "What I said is true."

"So you're trying to get me kicked out of the Sheng family?"

He Xidi lowered his head and remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"Do you know that the old lady is weak right now? If she takes laxatives, she might become dehydrated, she might not be able to get out of bed, and there could be even bigger problems."

He Xidi opened his mouth slightly: "I just made her uncomfortable for a few days."

"You don't understand medicine, you don't even know if it will cause her any harm, yet you dared to pour it into her water." He Zhaoyang looked at her. "Do you even know what this is called?"

He Xidi did not answer.

"That's called attempted murder."

He Xidi's face turned completely pale, and he abruptly looked up at her: "I didn't mean to kill her!"

"You don't want to kill her, but you don't care if she dies or not," He Zhaoyang said. "You only care if I get kicked out."

He Zhaoyang has confirmed that the person who killed the old lady in the original text was not He Zhaodi, but He Xidi, who was staying at the Sheng family's residence.

In the book, He Zhaodi is cowardly and dares not resist, so he can only let He Xidi live in the Sheng family.

He Xidi was preoccupied with Sheng Yuze, so she came up with the idea of ​​using laxatives to smear He Zhaodi.

But she didn't expect that the old lady was so weak at the time that she died after drinking the water with laxatives.

In the original book, Li Xuanxue's miscarriage was probably caused by her. He Xidi never lived in the Sheng family in this life, so Li Xuanxue was not caused to miscarry by her, but was knocked down by several children.

He Zhaoyang handed the water vat containing the drug to He Xidi, "I'll give you two choices. First, drink it."

He Xidi quickly shook his head, "I won't drink it, I'll have diarrhea if I do."

He Zhaoyang sneered, "So you knew this would kill you, then why did you still play it?"

Secondly, that is, to go to the police station with me.

You have no other choice.

He Xi looked at the water vat, crying and shaking her head, "Please, He Zhaoyang, let me go, okay? I know I was wrong."

He Zhaoyang handed the water vat to He Xidi. "You don't know you were wrong, you're just scared. Didn't you say drinking this would be fine? Just a few days of diarrhea? What are you afraid of?"

"Please, sister, I really know I was wrong."

Seeing that He Zhaoyang was still unwilling to budge, He Xi steeled himself, took the water vat, and drank half a cup.

He Zhaoyang glanced at it and said, "Drink it."

He Xidi forced himself to finish drinking it in one gulp.

"Is it okay now?"

He Zhaoyang nodded. "You can go now."

He Xi glared at He Zhaoyang and quickly ran away. She found a corner and started digging into her throat, squeezing out all the bitter juice, and kept digging.

Until I couldn't vomit anything more.

She was panting heavily, her face covered in snot and tears, but she knew she had already taken the medicine. She just hoped the effects would lessen. She now deeply regretted buying the strongest one.