After transmigrating into the body of a widow, I became the richest man in the capital.

Chapter 376 The Short-Lived Su Bingcheng
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Wang roared, "Su Xiangdong, that's your brother who fell down! Are you just going to stand by and watch him die?"

Su Xiangdong retorted angrily, "Mother, I know he's my brother, but think about it, if he falls from such a height, is there any hope of survival? He'll definitely die."

Before he could finish speaking, Old Mrs. Wang came over and swung her arm, hitting him on the head.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Is that even human language? That's your brother! How could you curse him to die?"

Regardless of what others thought of her, Old Mrs. Wang came over and started hitting and beating Su Xiangdong, cursing and hitting him while crying, which greatly annoyed Su Ping'an.

"Alright, Mother, my second brother doesn't know any martial arts. He'll only cause me trouble if he comes with me. I can go find it myself. Give me a hunting dog. And give me all the ropes and torches!"

Su Pingan tightened his clothes, tied ropes and other tools to his body, and then led a hunting dog over to prepare to go down the cliff.

Su Xiaoxiao came over. She knew that she absolutely could not stop Su Ping'an at this moment. Even if she was unwilling and did not want Su Ping'an to go down the cliff, she had to endure it.

After all, she was the daughter-in-law of the Su family. Now, the old lady Wang next to her looked like a hungry wolf, her eyes were practically blue. How could she dare to say a single "no"?
"Ping An, you must be careful and not act rashly in any situation."

Su Xiaoxiao reminded Su Pingan: "You should always act within your capabilities and remember that your own safety is the most important thing."

These words were whispered close to Su Ping'an's ear, so that no one else could hear them.

Su Pingan nodded firmly to Su Xiaoxiao, indicating that he would definitely do it.

Su Xiaoxiao was relieved, and Su Ping'an slowly descended the cliff using the side path.

The hunting dog kept sniffing the ground, leading Su Ping'an towards the cliff below the mountain.

Everyone waited on the mountain for news of Su Ping'an, including Su Xiaoxiao, who was waiting anxiously.

After Su Ping'an went down the mountain this time, he was determined to find his younger brother Su Bingcheng, even if it was just some clues or to find his body.

Su Pingan couldn't bear to let go like that, so he went down the cliff and found that things below were not as simple as he had thought.

There was no way to go down, and the hunting dog could not go any further, so Su Ping'an could only tie it to a tree. The further down the cliff went, the steeper it became.

When we reached the halfway point up the mountain, some fog began to appear, and visibility became poor.

The ground was covered in moss. No one came here all year round, so it was very slippery and easy to slip and fall.

Surrounded by towering ancient trees, with some gnarled old branches under his feet, Su Ping'an stumbled forward. He was actually being very careful, but he still slipped and fell a bit. Fortunately, he grabbed a gnarled old tree branch next to him and didn't fall.

Su Ping'an trembled with fear. It was still too deep below; he couldn't see clearly and didn't know how much deeper it was. He tried calling out Su Bingcheng's name a few times towards the bottom of the cliff. His echo immediately floated back, but there was no response from Su Bingcheng.

Su Ping'an paused here briefly to calm himself before continuing to slowly move towards the bottom of the cliff.

Su Ping'an didn't want to give up. Regardless of whether his brother had fallen off the cliff or not, he wanted to go down and check on the situation.

Finally, Su Ping'an realized that he could not move any further down; the area below was filled with mist, and he could even hear the sound of a waterfall.

He didn't know how deep it was. The gnarled roots of the old trees around him gradually disappeared, leaving him with nothing to hold onto. Going any further would be futile; he might just fall. He simply couldn't continue down.

Su Pingan called out Su Bingcheng's name a few more times towards the bottom of the cliff, heartbroken, but finally chose to turn back. He knew that even if Su Bingcheng really fell off such a deep cliff, it would be futile for him to try to save him; there was no way he could succeed. So, Su Pingan had no choice but to painfully give up.

Su Ping'an was heartbroken, thinking that his younger brother was truly beyond saving this time. The cliff below was bottomless; let alone a person, even a rock would probably be smashed to pieces. If it were a person, they would be shattered to pieces. There was no doubt about that.

Su Ping'an had no choice but to turn back, tears streaming down her face as she walked.

In fact, it took him almost half a day to go back and forth like this. By the time he came up again, some of the people up there had already gone down the mountain and gone home.

Only his mother, Old Lady Wang, the village head, and Su Xiangdong and Su Xiaoxiao were on the cliff.

When they saw Su Ping'an reappear, they all looked at him with expectant eyes. But upon seeing Su Ping'an's face, they immediately realized that there was indeed no hope.

It truly seemed hopeless. Old Mrs. Wang rushed over and grabbed Su Ping'an's hand, anxiously asking, "How is it? Have you seen my son, Su Bingcheng?"

Su Ping'an shook his head, and Old Madam Wang immediately collapsed to the ground in despair, beginning to wail. "Oh my god! My heavens! My earth! My son, Su Bingcheng, you can't just abandon your mother like this! I was counting on you to become a high-ranking official one day, so I could go to the capital and enjoy a life of luxury! How could you abandon your mother like this? The fortune teller was so inaccurate; he couldn't have predicted that my son wouldn't become an official and would die young!"

When the old lady Wang started crying, Tang Xiaoman felt she could empathize with her. She thought to herself, no matter if her son is a good person or a bad person, he has raised her to adulthood. How could she not have feelings for him? How could a mother not feel sad?
But as she listened, the tone suddenly changed. Something was wrong. It turned out that Old Mrs. Wang wasn't crying because her son had died, but rather because the fortune teller's prediction hadn't come true, preventing her son from becoming a high-ranking official so she could enjoy a life of luxury with him.

It turns out that Old Mrs. Wang wasn't feeling sorry for her son, but for herself. She hadn't been able to enjoy the good life with her son, and all her hopes for this life had been dashed.

This is what Old Mrs. Wang was crying about, which is why she was crying so hard.

Why don't you go down to the bottom and look for it?

When Old Madam Wang heard Su Ping'an say that she had not gone down to the bottom of the cliff to search, because the terrain there was too complicated and she was afraid she would not be able to come back up, she was shocked.

This gave Old Madam Wang an opportunity, and she blamed all the responsibility on Su Ping'an.