Chapter 125 Mysterious Box
Lin Yiwen told it all in a rambling way, feeling both fear and relief.
What I was scared about was that I almost buried the heirloom in the ground. Fortunately, I didn’t find it at that time, otherwise something that belonged to my daughter would have been given to someone else by myself.
It would be a lie for Lin Yiwen to say that he had no feelings for the child buried in the grave. After all, he had been thinking about him for eighteen years.
But the basis of all this was that she thought that was her own flesh and blood. Now that her own flesh and blood was right in front of her, she naturally had no reason to care about a stranger anymore.
Although the child's original family was also very pitiful, Lin Yiwen's pity disappeared instantly when he thought that his daughter almost lived in such a family.
If the fake child were still alive, she would have been spoiled by them for the past eighteen years. She couldn't bear the thought of her own flesh and blood being tortured by others while she and Shi Xu were loving other people's children.
Lin Yiwen secretly glanced at Lin Jin who was holding the box in a daze, and said what she had just discussed with Shi Xu, "Jin Jin, this matter shouldn't bother you, but mom still wants to tell you."
Lin Jin withdrew her gaze from the sandalwood box and asked, "What's the matter?"
Lin Yiwen looked embarrassed. "It's like this. You also know that the other child is gone. Her parents named her Lin Wangxing, and my name and your father's name are written on the tombstone."
"Now that you're back, we definitely can't leave our names on the tombstone anymore, so today we discussed and decided to find someone to re-carve the tombstone, pay the management fee for her and leave it alone."
As Lin Yiwen spoke, he paid attention to Lin Jin's reaction, and was relieved to see that she was not dissatisfied.
"Auntie, after all, she is not our own flesh and blood. Your father and I have settled her down to complete our fate for three days."
Naturally, Lin Jin had no objection. She and Lin Wangxing didn't even know each other, and she didn't feel jealous of her thoughts.
Logically speaking, they are all poor children. Having such a family background is a disaster. If they are lucky, they may succeed in their resistance. If they are unlucky, their life will come to an end.
And she has not forgotten that ever since she heard the news of Lin Wangxing's death, she vaguely felt that it seemed to be related to her.
Lin Jin looked at Lin Yiwen who had been waiting for her to speak, and the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, "I have no objection, Mom. Whatever you decide is fine."
Lin Yiwen felt relieved. She was afraid that her aunt would be unhappy if she heard about the other child, so she thought about it for a long time before coming in.
Her daughter's calmness exceeded her expectations, but when she thought about it, she felt heartbroken again.
The calmer she is, the more suffering she has experienced. She is really not a qualified mother.
Lin Yiwen continued, "There is one more thing. Mom previously established a foundation in Lin Wangxing's name. Naturally, this project will also be stopped now."
"But don't worry. After the project stops, your father and I will set up another one in your name, mainly to help girls in mountainous areas and orphanages. So mom wants to ask if you have any ideas?"
Lin Jin shook her head gently, "I don't have any ideas."
"Okay, then mom will make her own arrangements." Lin Yiwen was about to leave, but she remembered something and sat down again. "By the way, aunt, is your household registration at Jiangda? When you return to school this time, mom will help you transfer your household registration back."
Change household registration?
Lin Jin frowned slightly.
Lin Yiwen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately asked, "What's wrong, aunt? Are you worried about something?"
Lin Jin hesitated for a moment, "Mom, can I not change my name? I just want to be called this name."
"Of course, it's your freedom. Mom, can I ask who gave you your name, and why your last name happened to be Lin?"
Lin Yiwen thought it was a big deal, but it turned out to be just a name issue.
To be honest, when she heard her daughter's name, she almost thought she had heard it wrong.
Although she and her husband had agreed that their child would have the surname Lin when he was born, their daughter did not grow up with them, and after some twists and turns, she took the surname Lin, which surprised them very much.
Lin Jin smiled and said, "Well, I found this word by looking it up in the dictionary myself."
"dictionary?"
"Um."
Lin Jin explained the rules of the orphanage.
Before she went to elementary school, her nickname was Xiaoyuan. Two days before she started school, the dean found her with a dictionary and asked her to choose a name for herself.
At that time, the children in the orphanage basically did not go to school in kindergarten. They were almost all taught to read by volunteers and the director.
Many children want to save trouble and directly ask the dean to name them, while many others want to choose their own names and will look them up in yellowed dictionaries.
Lin Jin was not sure how she made the choice that day. She vaguely remembered that she just flipped through the list and chose Lin, and then chose Jin as the character.
This is the origin of Lin Jin’s name.
After hearing this, Lin Yiwen suddenly understood and said what a coincidence it was, it was really God's arrangement.
Lin Jin thought so too, otherwise why would she see Lin among the Hundred Family Surnames.
It was getting late and Lin Yiwen couldn't wait any longer, so he asked Lin Jin to drink up the milk, took the cup, closed the door and left.
The empty room fell silent in an instant, and Lin Jin came out of the bathroom after washing up again.
He put the unopened gifts aside and put the unopened gifts into the bag. Finally, he looked at the sandalwood box after some hesitation.
The sandalwood box is covered with a layer of lacquer, which makes it shiny and exudes a sandalwood scent.
The scent of sandalwood was so strong that it stirred up waves in Lin Jin's heart again.
She was greatly surprised when she got the box just now, not because of anything else, but because the fragrance of the box was exactly the same as the fragrance of the person with special abilities.
Even sandalwood is far superior to the subtle fragrance. The fragrance of all the special agents in the Special Intelligence Bureau is probably not even one-tenth as strong as here.
Her feeling a few days ago was not wrong. She would definitely gain something by going home to resolve the doubts about herself.
Why does the Lin family have such a box? The fragrance only exists on people with special abilities. I looked around the house but didn't see anyone with the same fragrance.
Even my mother, who came over with the box, had no scent at all, except her original fragrance.
Lin Jin stroked the top of the box, observing the details carefully.
The surface of the box is not empty, but is carved with exquisite patterns.
I pulled out the flashlight from my cell phone to illuminate the direction and pattern of the lines, and discovered that when put together, they formed an image of a woman with long hair.
The woman has no face, only a back silhouette is carved. She is wearing a long fluttering skirt and has her hands raised, not knowing what she is doing.
There is also a pattern in the lower left corner, which vaguely looks like a group of people kneeling on the ground.
When she first saw the portrait, Lin Jin's heart was slightly shocked, and an indescribable emotion grew in her heart.
Every hair on his head stood up, lightning and thunder boiled in his blood, traveling through his meridians and merging into his internal organs.
A suction force came from behind, and the sorted things floated in the air, drifting towards Lin Jin from afar.
Lin Jin waved her hand to stabilize the space, the suction disappeared, and the things floating in the air fell to the ground.
Her eyes flashed, and she forced herself to suppress her emotions, pressed the lock of the box, and opened the lid with a click.
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