Grandpa Lin recalled Lin Piaoxue's actions, a hint of anger appearing on his face. He looked at Lin Qinghuan with a kind expression and said earnestly, "Qinghuan, sometimes family ties are important, but a sister like Lin Piaoxue is better off without!"
"If she uses any more schemes or tricks against you in the future, you don't need to show her any mercy."
Looking at Grandpa Lin's kind face, with concern in his eyes, Lin Qinghuan felt a warmth in her heart and said with a smile, "Grandpa, I will definitely remember your words. If Lin Piaoxue tries to harm me again, I will not be soft-hearted towards her for the sake of my parents."
Grandpa Lin nodded with a smile. He hoped Lin Qinghuan would listen to his advice. He was genuinely worried that Lin Qinghuan was too attached to family ties and might be plotted against by Lin Piaoxue.
“Grandpa Lin, Qinghuan is so kind. I was always worried that she would be bullied if I didn’t live with her. Now that you’re here with her, I feel at ease,” Wei Xiao said.
Grandpa Lin looked at Lin Qinghuan's face, which resembled Grandma Lin's, and a look of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.
"Qinghuan is my own granddaughter. As long as I am alive, I will do my best to take good care of her."
Wei Xiao had long seen that Grandpa Lin was unruly and cold-hearted; otherwise, he wouldn't have abandoned his wife and children and disappeared without a trace for twenty years.
However, since he promised to take care of Lin Qinghuan, he should be able to do so.
When Lin Qinghuan and the others arrived at the foot of the mountain, Uncle Lin said to Grandpa Lin, "Dad, Mom is buried halfway up the mountain, with her grave facing the entrance of the village. She said she wanted to be buried higher up so that she could see you when you come home."
Lin's father's lips twitched. His older brother was really good at lying. Before his mother died, she was talking about Qinghuan. She didn't mention Lin's grandfather, that heartless man, at all.
Hearing Uncle Lin's words, Grandpa Lin was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. He felt sorry for Grandma Lin, as he couldn't let her enjoy life while she was alive, and he couldn't send her off on her final journey.
Lin Feng walked to his grandfather's side. "Grandpa, the road up the mountain is difficult to walk on. Let me help you."
Grandpa Lin did not refuse. Lin Feng helped Grandpa Lin slowly walk up the mountain, with Lin Fu and Wei Hong following closely behind.
Lin's father leaned closer to Lin Qinghuan and whispered, "Your grandmother was talking about you before she died. Your uncle deliberately said it was your grandfather, and I didn't expect your grandfather to actually believe it."
Lin Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. Before she died, Grandma Lin not only thought of her, but also worried that she would not be doing well after she returned, so she left her a treasure so that she would have no worries about food and clothing.
Perhaps Lin Piaoxue wanted to harm her in her past life, or maybe she coveted those treasures and wanted to possess them for herself!
Lin Qinghuan thought of Lin Piaoxue, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. She and Lin Piaoxue were enemies from two lifetimes, destined to never coexist peacefully and to always be adversaries.
Lin's father took a photo out of his pocket and handed it to Lin Qinghuan. "Look, this is a photo of you and your grandmother when you were little."
Lin Qinghuan took the photo and her eyes widened in surprise. She often dreamed of an old woman playing with a little girl, and the little girl called the old woman "Grandma." She always thought this was a dream of herself enjoying her grandchildren when she was old.
After she returned to her previous life, she never had that dream again, nor did she ever imagine that the old woman in her dream was Grandma Lin, or that the little girl was actually herself.
Wei Xiao also looked at the photo, a smile spreading across his face. Qinghuan was cute and pretty when she was little, and she looked just like Grandma Lin. Grandpa Lin loved her so much because of her, which is why he treated Lin Qinghuan so well when she grew up.
Seeing that Lin Qinghuan's expression was strange, Lin's father asked curiously, "Qinghuan, do you still remember your grandmother?"
“I often dream that my grandma is playing with me,” Lin Qinghuan said.
"It must be that your grandmother missed you so much that she was worried about you after she died, so she went to find you," Lin's father said.
Looking at the photo, Lin Qinghuan suddenly felt very sad, and her eyes welled up with tears. "Yes, I think so too."
"Dad, can you give me the photo?" Lin Qinghuan asked.
“Okay, you can take it if you want, but this is the only photo of you and your grandma. You can keep it safe. Your grandma used to take out the photo to look at when she missed you. I brought this photo with me today to tell your grandma that you’re back,” said Lin’s father.
"Thank you, Dad!" Lin Qinghuan carefully put the photo away.
Wei Xiao listened to the conversation between Lin Qinghuan and her father and felt a little strange and puzzled. It was as if Lin Qinghuan was not at home and had gone to a far away place, but Lin Qinghuan had always been in Baiyun Village and had never left!
Lin Qinghuan looked at Wei Xiao and noticed that his expression was a little strange. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Wei Xiao, what's with that expression?"
"I just felt that your conversation with Uncle Lin was strange," Wei Xiao said frankly.
Lin Qinghuan said calmly, "What's so strange about it? My grandma lives with my uncle, and his house is quite far from mine. When she misses me, it's no big deal for her to look at photos. When I miss you, you're not by my side. If I had a photo, I would also take it out and look at it from time to time."
Wei Xiao felt that Lin Qinghuan's explanation was somewhat far-fetched, but upon closer inspection, it seemed quite reasonable, and he immediately felt relieved.
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