When I rushed home, my mother greeted me warmly at the door, even cooking a table full of dishes.

I was completely astonished.

This was a treatment I had never experienced before.

Had she changed her ways?

"Xiaoxiao, come, you must be tired from the journey, sit down and eat." My mother pulled me to the table, pouring me a glass of juice.

I was indeed thirsty, so I took a sip first, but didn't touch the chopsticks.

"When are we moving the grave?" I asked casually.

After I sat down across from her, she replied, "Let's not rush with that, we'll have someone come tomorrow to pick an auspicious date."

Just as she finished speaking, a few people suddenly arrived at our house.

An elderly couple accompanied by a middle-aged man, carrying a box of gifts, entered with smiles on their faces.

I recognized this man!

He was Li Yang, the village bully in our village, and also the ex-husband of my childhood friend Lin Ling.

The elderly couple behind him were his parents.

Lin Ling divorced him because of domestic violence, enduring unbearable suffering to break free from the marriage.

Although she divorced him, she lost all her property and paid the price of infertility.

She was beaten by Li Yang so severely before the divorce that she could never conceive again.

I couldn't help but wonder, why were they visiting our house?

My mother hurriedly went to greet them, taking the gifts from their hands, and said with a beaming smile, "Oh, you're here! Come, come, sit down quickly!"

The three of them sat opposite me, and Li Yang had been staring at me since he entered.

At this moment, Li's mother greeted me with a smile, "Is this Xiaoxiao? It's been a few years, you've grown so beautiful."

Li's father remained silent, already picking up his chopsticks to start eating.

My mother rushed over to pour him a glass of wine, trying to please him.

I don't know if it was my imagination, but my mother actually gave him a flirtatious look.

After coming back to my senses, I coldly replied, "No, Auntie, you're too kind."

"My mother is right, you are indeed much prettier than the women at home, they are dark and ugly, not as fair as you..." Li Yang's eyes were fixed on me the whole time.

Having lived in the city for years and knowing how to take care of myself, I was indeed fairer.

But the way he was looking at me now was very sticky, making me feel uncomfortable.

I quickly picked up the juice to drink, trying to hide my disgust.

Whether it was a misconception or not, my mother seemed relieved when she saw me drinking the juice.

Seeing that I didn't respond to him, Li Yang didn't feel embarrassed and started eating on his own.

As my mother served him food, she apologized, "Xiaoli, sorry, Xiaoxiao is a bit shy, but she'll get used to it once we become family, don't worry."

I was shocked, stood up, and asked, "Mom, what do you mean? What family?"