Chapter 72 The Sunken Building

Uncle Jiu, standing to the side, looked rather listless, his eyes half-closed, as if he might fall asleep at any moment.

He muttered lazily, "What are you all arguing about here? Since Shen Zhong thinks that Shen Zishan's family is no good, and now that there's no one left in the Shen Lou family, why not just put their names under Shen Lou's name?"

"In this way, people will be able to burn paper money and offer sacrifices to Chenlou."

Upon hearing Uncle Jiu's words, everyone present exchanged glances and then nodded in agreement.

At this moment, the village chief, who had been silent all along, suddenly stood up, let out a heavy snort, picked up a pen, and forcefully erased the names of Shen Zishan and Ma Aning from the original names of the village chief.

After doing all this, the village chief raised his head, stared coldly at the two people in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "You'd better not regret what you've done today!"

However, Qian Daniu, standing to the side, looked disdainful. She crossed her arms, sneered, and said, "We won't regret it! I'd rather have nothing to do with such an ungrateful wretch like him from now on!"

Qian Danu came here intending to take advantage of Shen Zishan, but she never expected things to develop to this point, and she actually succeeded in removing her third son from the family genealogy.

Seeing this, someone nearby couldn't help but chime in, "Alright, you two have done a good thing this time, at least you've prevented the Shenlou from going out of business and having no one to carry on the family line."

The village chief also praised loudly and added the name of Shen Zishan's family to Shen Lou's name.

Shen Lou is the older brother of Shen Zhong. He ran away from home at the age of 19 and has not been heard from since. Before their deaths, Shen Zishan's grandparents also built a cenotaph for him.

Qian Danu stared wide-eyed in disbelief as the village chief wrote all of her family's names under Chen Lou's name.

Although she pretended not to care, she was still trembling with anger. She snorted heavily through her nose, then turned around abruptly and strode away from the village chief's house without looking back.

Behind her, she heard the villagers chattering and pointing, but Qian Danu had no time to pay attention to any of it.

She was extremely anxious and hurriedly ran back to her home.

As soon as she entered the house, she rushed straight inside and immediately saw Henye sitting in the corner of the room, silently smoking a pipe.

Qian Danu rushed over to Chen Shen and said anxiously in a low voice, "Old man, something terrible has happened!"

"I did as you instructed, and went to the village chief's house to try and stop them from adding their names to the family genealogy. But who knew that little bastard would just cross out the names without saying a word and put the whole family under my brother's name!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Chen was as if struck by lightning, and his entire body froze instantly.

The pipe he had been holding fell to the ground with a "thud," scattering ash everywhere. After a long while, he seemed to snap out of a daze, stammering, "You...what did you say? How is this possible?"

"Oh dear, that's how it is!" Qian Danu stamped her feet in frustration, complaining, "It's all your fault, you old fool, for coming up with such a terrible idea! Now look what's happened, they're registered under the boss's name now, and we'll have nothing to do with them anymore! I'm so unwilling to accept this!"

As she spoke, she plopped down in a chair, slapping her thighs repeatedly with both hands, her face full of annoyance and regret.

He felt a surge of blood rushing to his chest, a sweet taste in his throat, and then a gush of scarlet blood spurted out like a spring, splattering all over the ground.

Qian Danu, who was standing to the side, was unable to dodge in time, and the warm, fishy-smelling blood sprayed straight onto her shocked and pale face.

Qian Daniu was completely stunned. She stared wide-eyed at the man who had suddenly vomited blood, her lips trembling as she cried out, "Old man, how are you? Please don't scare me!" Her voice was filled with fear and worry.

Coming to her senses, Qian Daniu immediately shouted at the top of her lungs, "Come quick! Eldest brother, second brother, get your ass in here right now!" Her sharp shouts shattered the tranquility of the courtyard.

Shen Zijing, who was resting in her room, heard her mother's call and jumped out of bed. She rushed to the room without even putting on her shoes.

He ran while shouting, "Mom, what happened!"

At the same time, Shen Zicheng, who was busy in the kitchen, also heard the noise and put down his work, rushing into the room in a few quick steps.

When the two brothers stepped into the room, what greeted their eyes was Qian Danu's face covered in blood, and their father lying motionless on the bed, pale-faced with blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth. The two brothers were instantly terrified.

"Mother, what's wrong with Father? Why did he suddenly vomit blood?"

Shen Zijing asked anxiously, while quickly stepping forward and pressing hard on Hencheng's philtrum, trying to wake him up.

At this moment, Shen Zicheng calmed himself down a bit and said, "Mother, I'll go find the village's barefoot doctor right away. Please take care of Father first."

Before he finished speaking, he turned and dashed out of the room, his feet moving as if the wind were blowing.

The crowd, who had just finished registering their family genealogy and were walking in twos and threes on the road, suddenly saw Shen Zicheng running towards them like a madman.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment and began to whisper among themselves.

"Hey, look! Isn't that Chengzi? What's gotten into him? He's running so fast!" a villager exclaimed, his face full of curiosity.

"Look at how flustered he is, something serious must have happened," another villager chimed in.

In an instant, the crowd erupted in a flurry of chatter, each person talking at once.

Their eyes followed Shen Zicheng's hurried departure, trying to glean some clues from his hurried steps.

"Who cares! Let's go play a few rounds of cards to kill some time," someone suggested.

So, groups of two or three villagers called out to each other and walked together toward the shop.

Meanwhile, Dr. Shen, the barefoot doctor who had originally just come to watch the excitement, strolled leisurely back towards his home.

But to everyone's surprise, Shen Zicheng, who had just run past, turned back, panting heavily.

Shen Zicheng was panting heavily when he cried out urgently, "Dr. Shen, something terrible has happened! My father has suddenly vomited blood and fainted! Please come quickly and help him!"

He was running so fast that his speech was somewhat intermittent, but he still tried his best to pronounce each word clearly.

Upon hearing this, the villagers walking behind erupted in an uproar, whispering amongst themselves.

"What happened? Old Man Shen actually vomited blood and fainted? Could it be that he got angry?"

Li Erhua, who always loved gossip, directly handed the child she was holding to Shen Erniu, and then eagerly followed Doctor Shen, heading straight for Old Shen's house.