She was about to ask the old immortal when he answered immediately, as if he had already seen through everything.
\"Ah, OK\"
She nodded and followed Lin Yeci to the back mountain.
\"Huh?\"
She was suddenly surprised because she saw a tombstone with her name clearly written on it...
But...her tombstone was clearly in the orphanage. She walked closer and found that the date was actually her date of birth, and the person who carved the tombstone was none other than Jiang's father!
Above her name was written a row of small words: Tomb of unborn daughter Jiang Zhiyu.
Seeing the old monk sweeping the snow, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but be curious and walked up to ask, "Master, what does this Jiang Zhiyu's tomb mean?"
…..
The master was old, with gray eyebrows. "No one has asked me about the tombstone for a long time." The master put down his broom, sat under the tree, and told the story.
"It's amazing. In the past, two donors were young but got pregnant and had induced labor. They came to our hospital to pray for the souls of the dead. The coffins were brought and the donors left. Unexpectedly, the babies suddenly came back to life miraculously. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Moreover, the old immortals advised that this was a good omen, so they erected a monument."
The mystery of Jiang Zhiyu's life experience was solved. She never expected that she would know who her biological parents were during her lifetime...
So that’s how it is…
She and the original owner are actually sisters...
No wonder I could get on top of her, but they don't look alike at all.
Lin Yeci sighed with a little excitement in his tone, "Before, I only knew that you were born an orphan. I didn't expect that you have parents and your parents are them!"
Yes, Jiang Zhiyu was about to cry. She never thought that one day she would be able to recognize her parents, and her parents were right in front of her.
Although Mother Jiang is a stepmother, she is very good to me. It really pays off when you work hard.
.......
...........
\"Young girls and boys, you are here to burn incense, go quickly.\"
The old master pointed to the Bodhisattva sculpture in front and said, Lin Yeci nodded and walked over.
The incense burner next to the Bodhisattva sculpture was filled with incense sticks, and a faint green smoke wafted out of the incense burner.
The old monk ignored them and just picked up a rosary and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.
When they came out of the back mountain, Father Jiang and Father Lin had already finished burning incense and were chatting in the pavilion.
"Okay, that's a happy decision."
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
....What are we collaborating on...
Seeing the two of them coming, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Lin stood up.
Jiang Zhiyu ran up and hugged her father. This was her father, a blood-related father, not the original owner's father.
"Silly boy, what are you doing? Come on, let's go down the mountain."
Father Jiang patted Jiang Zhiyu's hair with a kind look on his face.
Father Lin said to his son, "When can you come over and hug the little girl that Dad misses?"
Lin Yeci is very vengeful and he will never forget the fact that his father abandoned it in an orphanage.
He snorted coldly.
There is not much time to burn incense, only about an hour, and then we have to go down the mountain in the wind and snow.
When we reached halfway up the mountain, the rain stopped and the sky cleared up, and it didn't feel so bitingly cold anymore.
The first thing I do when I get home is to catch up on some sleep.
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