TFWYH – Chapter 180 The Noble Person

She didn’t understand what had driven the mother of this body to resign herself to death.

She didn’t understand why this jade pendant was of such exquisite quality—warm to the touch, clearly something no ordinary family could possess.

Was the mother of this body really just an ordinary woman?

When Tang Wan left Tang Hongba’s house, she left him some money, telling him to use it to repay those people and to come to her home the next day.

Tang Hongba didn’t want it at first, but Tang Wan said it could be considered a loan, to be repaid once he earned money in business. Only then did he accept it, reassured.

Leaving the Tang household, Tang Wan wandered the streets aimlessly.

The father of the original body was a very good father, the older brothers were also good, and the mother—whom she had never met—must also have been a kind person.

Otherwise, Tang Hongba wouldn’t have remembered her so deeply.

It was precisely because all these people were good and had spoiled the original owner without reserve that the original owner had grown selfish and headstrong.

Tang Wan didn’t know how to evaluate it; she just felt like a despicable little thief.

She had stolen the original owner’s body, and she had stolen everything that originally belonged to her.

Father, brothers, and even the handsome husband—all of these should have belonged to the original owner, not her!

If Tang Hongba knew she wasn’t his daughter, he would be heartbroken, right?

If the handsome husband knew she was something not even a ghost, he would probably be afraid of her, right?

But she had no way to return the daughter or the wife to anyone, because that willful, foolish girl was already dead.

She had paid the price for her own recklessness with her life.

Tang Wan also didn’t know if ghosts truly existed in this world.

If they did, did the original owner ever regret her recklessness?

Thinking of this, Tang Wan immediately stopped walking and went into a nearby coffin shop to buy some incense, wax paper, and candles.

Carrying the incense and candles, she hired a cart to return to Huanshan Village.

She didn’t disturb anyone, quietly making her way to the dilapidated hut where the second household had once lived.

The place was deserted; the building had already been torn down, and she didn’t know what the village head planned to build there.

Tang Wan knelt down and lit the incense, wax paper, and candles for the original owner.

As the flames burned out, a gentle breeze blew, scattering the ashes. Tang Wan bowed deeply, then turned to leave.

Perhaps this foolish girl had a thousand flaws, but to her, that foolish girl had been a benefactor in her life.

The only benefactor.

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After Ling Canghe learned of Ling Xiaofang’s thoughts, he had been trying to find a suitable husband for her.

Though this daughter was troublesome, she was still his daughter, and Ling Canghe would never wrong her. The families he considered for marriage were all decent and respectable.

After much deliberation, Ling Canghe finally decided on someone.

Tang Wan also knew this person: Yang San, who had once secretly admired her and dealt in cattle and horses.

Judging by appearance, the young man was reasonably good-looking, and he had his own business and a solid family background.

If Ling Xiaofang could marry into the Yang family, it would be quite an improvement.

Once the decision was made, Ling Canghe sent the matchmaker to arrange the marriage. He then returned to the old Ling household and gathered the family to tell them the news.

Ling Xiaofang was utterly shocked; her face drained of all color.

Old Ling, however, was delighted: “Marrying into the town? Hohoho… this is wonderful! I never thought our Xiaofang would have such good fortune.”

Old Lady Liu asked, “Did they say anything about the bride price? How much money are they offering?”