"Is it really true? But the way they described it made it sound so real!" Old Mrs. Lin was actually very panicked, afraid that it would come true and that they would have to go through another year of famine.
Those days were truly unbearable; the old lady's greatest fear was going hungry.
"Mother, think about it carefully. If this is true, why didn't we hear about it in the county town? Why did only the villagers of Linjia Village know about it?" Lin Daqiang said impatiently.
"I think this is just a lie made up by the third son's wife to win people over. Otherwise, why would anyone side with her?"
Lin Lian nodded. She remembered clearly that the next few years would be bountiful harvests, and the family's grain was almost overflowing. The Lin family's life was also getting better and better. Her father and younger brother even passed the imperial examination for the first degree!
Ning Xiangqiao's daughter, also because of the bumper harvests in recent years, has eaten exceptionally well and has become a lucky charm praised by her family, who say she can bring good fortune to others.
Thinking of this, Lin Lian clenched her hands and let out a cold laugh.
Lin Genzhu has been completely led astray. He only knows how to gamble, drink, and beat people every day. Let's see if Ning Xiangqiao can raise such a lucky child this time!
"That's good, that's good." Grandma Lin was completely relieved.
The Lin family trusted Lin Lian very much, after all, several things she said had come true. So, in the Lin family's hearts, apart from the eldest son and the eldest grandson who were attending private school, Lin Lian was the most special person.
This is why Lin Lian can leisurely stay in the county town with her mother.
"Why hasn't your wife come back? Such a big thing happened at home, and she didn't even come to see us. What kind of behavior is that?"
Grandma Lin always found fault with her eldest daughter-in-law, but her son always protected her, so she could only complain secretly at home.
“Mother, I’ve told you so many times, Wanxin is in poor health and needs to stay in the courtyard in the county town to recuperate. Besides, she used to be a young lady from a wealthy family. If she regains her memories, our whole family can prosper.”
“If she comes to the village in the future, be careful what you say to her!” Lin Daqiang subconsciously raised his voice and looked at his daughter beside him.
Normally, although his wife cares most about their son, she has the best relationship with their daughter. He is afraid that if his daughter hears this, she will tell his wife that she will leave him as soon as she regains her memory and will not want to take him with her.
Lin Daqiang also hopes that one day he can have the support of his father-in-law and mother-in-law!
Old Mrs. Lin shut up completely. She quickly brought out the grain in the house and ran into the room to get enough silver.
"Daqiang, it's my fault for not having someone deliver it to you on time this time. Don't take it to heart."
"Take this twenty taels of silver. After you pay the money, eat some good food!"
Old Mrs. Lin gritted her teeth and gave him an extra ten taels.
Anyway, I won't suffer any disasters or illnesses afterward, so having less money to rely on won't matter. What's really serious is that my relationship with my son has become strained!
After receiving the money, Lin Daqiang didn't stay at home for even a day longer; he immediately left with his son and daughter.
So he didn't notice that the room belonging to the eldest son's family was still separated by only a wooden board.
"Hmph, I've never seen anyone come back empty-handed. They left carrying a huge pile of stuff, and even had twenty taels of silver in their pockets!"
Wu Cuiying remained inside the house; she had completely given up hope.
Her husband was fast asleep and didn't care about any of this. It pained her to see this, but the old lady didn't even glance at her.
"How we, the old couple, divide our money is none of your business!" the old lady spat.
Wu Cuiying's expression grew even colder: "Is that your money? Isn't it what we've earned over the years by working like slaves?"
Wu Cuiying admitted that she would use some clever tricks, but she did go to work in the fields, and her hands were covered in calluses from all the hard work.
However, the four members of the eldest son's family never did any work. They would come back many times a year, each time carrying ten taels of silver and a pile of grain.
Before Wu Cuiying did so much work, people turned a blind eye, but now that she has to take care of all the big and small things at home, she feels even more distressed.
"What, don't you want to benefit from your eldest son's fame in the future? Not to mention that your eldest son might pass the imperial examination and become a scholar, or even a provincial graduate, my eldest daughter-in-law comes from a noble family, from the capital!"
How can you compare to her?
Wu Cuiying fell silent. Her background was indeed her weakness, but she couldn't just keep torturing herself like this.
She slammed the only door that was properly furnished and stormed off.
The old lady was startled, fearing that her second daughter-in-law would break the only door, so she quietly ran over to take a look.
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Linjia Village.
Wu Deyun and Zhang Chongjiu gathered in the Zhang family's courtyard, listening to Zhang's wife excitedly recount her story.
“Mother, this is the eighth time you’ve told us this, and we understand it now!” Zhang Chongjiu sighed.
Zhang Niangzi glared at him.
"You were quite concerned before, why aren't you so concerned now? This is related to whether you two can recover. You must be devout and pray to the Mountain Goddess to completely heal your injuries!"
Madam Zhang was extremely disappointed in her son.
Zhang Chongjiu: "..."
He was the one who was all the rage back then, while his mother didn't care much and even thought it was fake. Now, it's his mother who's all the rage.
“Mother, we’ve remembered. Look at those incense sticks used for offerings, weren’t they all bought by our two families?”
"Alright, alright, don't be nervous anymore. Let's just follow Grandma Gongsun to the Mountain God Temple as usual!"
Despite saying he wasn't nervous, Zhang Chongjiu was still a little apprehensive. Could there really be a deity who could restore his severed arm?
He looked at Wu Deyun beside him and found that his friend was also deep in thought.
"Chongjiu, do you still remember the legend of the national advisor from the neighboring country?"
Wu Deyun looked serious.
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