In her previous life, Lin XiaZhu and her sister were forced by their family to earn money; both reluctantly went into the mountains to search for ginseng, but accidentally fell off a cliff. Her sis...
Previously, the Lin family had always been run by Old Madam Lin. After the family division, she took a tough stance and declared firmly, "The Shanlai family consists of girls who will get married sooner or later. You can continue to live in this old house."
"What about you and your older brother?" Lin Shanlai asked, puzzled. If the house was given to their family, where would his mother and older brother's family live?
"We'll stay here for now, and move out in two months," Old Mrs. Lin announced, without giving her second son any further explanation.
Two months after the family split up, the eldest son built a two-story mud-brick house at the east end of the village. After it was built, the mud walls were painted with white lime powder. The brand-new house with white walls was the envy of everyone in Linjia Village.
Therefore, Lin Xiazhu's family and Uncle Lin's family lived a bit far apart. This was because Old Madam Lin had a long-term plan and built the new house at the entrance of the village, so that the two families were far apart. This way, no matter if the eldest son's family stewed chicken, duck, or pork knuckle, they wouldn't have to worry about the second son's family having something to eat.
That said, even though she knew Zhao Xiaolian had locked herself in the room with Lin Xiazhu and her sister, Old Lady Lin didn't care too much. The old house was dilapidated, with only five rooms in total.
The two larger rooms were for Lin Shanlai and his wife, and for Lin Xiazhu and her three sisters. There were two beds in Lin Xiazhu's room, with the older sister sleeping with the younger one, and they would have their own rooms when they grew up.
The other three rooms were unlocked, otherwise Yan Xin wouldn't have run into Lin Xiazhu's room.
Along the way, Old Lady Lin kept cursing and gesturing. She didn't stop even when she reached the village entrance. It was hard for her to walk so far and give a speech all the way. Despite being thirsty and panting, she insisted on finishing her speech.
Lin Xiazhu glanced at the whitest house on the wall in the whole village and reminded Grandma Lin, "Grandma, you're home."