I forced myself to calm down, because it wasn't time to show my hand yet.

"Give me some time. I want to find a place to settle down, and stay with my grandmother, so I can honor her every year on Qingming Festival."

Maybe they were also lazy to take care of my grandmother’s affairs after her death, thinking that it would be convenient for them if I did the annual grave sweeping, so they agreed.

When they left, they warned me fiercely, "You have seven days. If you don't move out, we will throw you out!"

"Okay, I will definitely move in seven days." I smiled, and my calm attitude made them very suspicious.

After sending these hateful relatives away, I didn't just sit around.

Immediately I went to a nearby city and solved a tricky lawsuit for a wealthy businessman in a French way. As a reward, he gave me fifty thousand.

I used only three days for this, and as soon as I returned, I immediately used the money to purchase a new house, and publicly held a housewarming ceremony.

Instantly, the news of my house purchase spread to the ears of those poor relatives.

It stirred up their envy and jealousy.

They wanted to tear me apart and see where I got the money from.

This was just the first step of my revenge plan. When I saw them hanging around my new home every day, I knew the fish had taken the bait.

I took out a gold bracelet from a box and went to a local jewelry store.

"Do you accept gold bracelets here?"

I placed a heavy gold bracelet on the counter, causing the jewelry store staff to exclaim in surprise.

"Wow, it's so big?"

The gold bracelet was thicker than a middle finger, not commonly seen on the market.

"Can you accept it or not?"

I showed it briefly and immediately put it in my pocket, as if afraid of being seen by someone.

The jewelry store staff quickly consulted the boss, and after a while, the boss rushed over in a hurry.

"We can accept it, but now there is a rule. If you want to sell jewelry, you need to provide an invoice."

I squinted and looked around, and found that those poor relatives were indeed following me.

Among them, one woman was my sister-in-law. I had not met her at the wedding because I was on the mountain at the time, but I had long ago investigated the relatives who had bullied my family.

She was now pretending to be a customer and was excitedly examining the necklaces.

"An invoice? I don't have one! If you can't accept it, forget it..."

I acted like I was going to leave, but the boss stopped me.

"Wait, even if you don't have one, it doesn't mean we can't accept it. But you have to tell me how you got the jewelry. What if it's stolen..."

"It's not!" I immediately interrupted him and whispered to the boss, "it's my grandmother's heirloom!"

This whisper floated into the ears of my sister-in-law, and her face changed in an instant.

From utmost astonishment to excitement, and then to desperate composure, she seemed to have found a thousand, ten thousand ways in her mind to claim ownership of the gold bracelet.

"An heirloom!" she and the boss exclaimed simultaneously, their inappropriate voices attracting the attention of everyone in the store.

I said, "Yes, boss, please evaluate it carefully and give me a price!"

After the boss appraised it, the final offer was fifteen thousand. I shook my head, "I was hoping for twenty thousand. I'll think about it!"

"Twenty thousand!" My sister-in-law had never seen so much money in her life. As soon as she heard the number, she hurriedly left the jewelry store.

I followed later and as I walked out of the jewelry store, I saw my sister-in-law and aunt sneakily hiding behind a utility pole, glaring at me with resentment and hatred in their eyes.

That look seemed like they wanted to tear me into pieces and swallow me whole.