A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
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"Mom, stop making a scene! Xuefu and I are still young, and we'll definitely give you a granddaughter in the future. You should return the child to her right away. Her parents must be so worried about losing their child. We can't do something so heartless!" Lin Weiming quickly tried to persuade her, and even tried to snatch the child away.
Liu Junlan's lips twitched. He dropped half a basket of wild vegetables, hugged Lin Wanyue tightly, and slapped his son across the face.
"Get lost! She's someone I picked up, she's my own granddaughter!"
What?
Did you find it?
He doesn't believe it!
"No... Mother, don't talk nonsense! Such a lovely girl, which family would be willing to lose her? Let's hurry up and send her back, it won't be good if the government comes looking for her." Lin Weiming was extremely anxious. Didn't he know what kind of person his mother was?
Every time I see a little girl playing by the roadside, I smile like a loving mother and watch her until I've had my fill before I go to work. Tell me, what's the difference between this and human slave trading?
So this little girl, definitely! Absolutely! Was kidnapped from somewhere!
They wanted to rush forward and snatch the person, but were afraid of being beaten, so they could only stand there anxiously.
Liu Junlan was as happy as she had been on the way, but she was now furious.
With a quick glance, Liu Junlan saw her four mischievous boys carrying baskets on their backs, looking in this direction. She beckoned to her eldest grandson, Lin Zhongyuan, who was the most sensible, and instructed him, "Zhongyuan, come here and hold your sister."
"Grandma..." Lin Wanyue hugged Liu Junlan's neck tightly, refusing to let go, her voice soft and sweet, with a hint of pitifulness.
Liu Junlan's heart softened again. He gently patted Lin Wanyue's back with his large, warm hand and said soothingly, "Don't be afraid. After Grandma deals with your father, she'll get you something to eat."
Lin Weiming: "???"
No, why are you punishing me?
"younger sister?"
Ten-year-old Lin Zhongyuan took the tiny, soft little girl with a blank expression. She was really small, a bit thin, but incredibly cute, with big eyes and a small mouth.
The other three boys rubbed their hands together, their faces full of excitement. Seeing that their grandmother and father had no time to pay attention to them, they also followed along, each trying to hide their own ignorance.
"Wow~ Little sister is so pretty!" The second child, Lin Zheyun, was eight years old. He had a chubby face and poked Lin Wanyue's cheek with a silly smile.
Her little face is so soft, and she has two cute dimples when she smiles~
The five-year-old twins also came over, but soon they smelled Lin Wanyue's scent and wrinkled their little noses.
Lin Zihan hesitated for a few seconds: "It's just... my sister smells bad."
Lin Ziqiu muttered under his breath, "Was Grandma picked up from the outhouse?"
Lin Wanyue: (??へ??╬)
She heard it!
Are you two being polite?
Seeing that his mother was about to roll up her sleeves and beat him up, Lin Weiming immediately sobered up and changed his tune, "Mom, is she really my daughter from now on?"
“Of course!” Liu Junlan raised her head.
"But Mother, how am I supposed to tell Xuefu about this?" Lin Weiming scratched his head and said with difficulty.
Liu Junlan rolled his eyes. "You're useless. Just tell your wife the truth. Otherwise, how could she have crawled out of your belly?"
Liu Junlan spoke frankly, but when her daughter-in-law walked out of the kitchen with a smile, she pushed her son forward.
"Mother, husband, what's going on?" Xuefu looked at them with some curiosity.
"Ahem, well..." Lin Weiming turned to look at his mother, and under the intimidating gaze of his mother, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Xuefu, didn't you always want a daughter? I thought the child was quite well-behaved, so I brought her back. Look... look..."
Lin Weiming blinked frantically, pleading for help from his wife.
It wasn't that he was unwilling to raise a poor child, but the family's current situation was indeed quite difficult.
“Xuefu, I felt so sorry for this child. It was dark, and he was sitting alone near the mass grave. He must have been abandoned by his parents. It was just a coincidence that I ran into him... I was thinking of giving Zihan and Ziqiu a little sister too.” Liu Junlan’s eyes flicked to her grandsons. “Isn’t that right?”
"Yes, yes, yes!" The four brothers understood immediately. Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu each hugged their mother's legs and said coquettishly, "Mother, you promised us a long time ago that we would have a little sister."
"That's right, that's right, let us raise our little sister!" Lin Ziqiu looked at his mother with pleading eyes, the mud on his face getting all over Xue Fu's dress.
Even though my little sister smells bad, they don't mind!
"Okay, okay..." Xuefu tried hard to break free, but seeing the pleading eyes of the children and her mother-in-law, she could only nod in agreement.
Lin Mingwei also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mother, do you know what this child's original name was?" Xuefu was a little worried that the child's parents might come looking for him again.
But considering Liu Junlan's feelings and fearing that the old man might be unhappy, she decided to ask for his name first and then inquire about it later.
If the other party really doesn't want it anymore, then we can indeed keep it.
"Uh..." Liu Junlan was taken aback. She had been so happy on the way that she had been thinking about how to raise a little granddaughter that she hadn't asked for her name. "Little girl, do you have a name?"
"Yes, my name is Lin Wanyue." Lin Wanyue tilted her head up and earnestly gave her name.
"Good! Good child!" Liu Junlan was overjoyed upon hearing this and slapped her thigh. "You also have the surname Lin, so you should be a child of our Lin family. From now on, we'll call you Wanwan."
As she spoke, she glared at her son, Lin Weiming.
Lin Weiming felt somewhat aggrieved.
However, it was also confirmed that Lin Wanyue was not a child stolen by her own mother, but was indeed picked up and taken in.
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