Uncle Lin held a stack of paper money for burning and put it into the fire one by one, saying bitterly, "Mother, if only you were alive, you could be a wealthy and glamorous wife now."
"Mother! You always wanted to find Grandpa and Uncle, but you died before you could find them."
“You always tell us not to care about the gossip, but why can’t you think straight? Why do you miss Dad? He’s a heartless man, not worth your concern. Just pretend he’s dead, that’s all.”
Grandpa Lin's face darkened, and he raised his foot, but it wasn't appropriate to hit someone in front of Grandma Lin's grave, so he put his foot down again.
Lin Fu and Wei Hong looked at each other, and then wisely took several steps back.
The three Lin brothers exchanged a glance, then silently took two steps back. It was the best time to remain neutral.
Wei Xiao looked down at the ground.
As Lin Qinghuan listened to her uncle's increasingly outrageous talk, she worried that her grandfather would beat her up, so she secretly tugged at his clothes.
Uncle Lin looked at Lin Qinghuan, puzzled, wondering why she was tearing at his clothes.
Lin Qinghuan lowered her head and remained silent, placing one piece of paper money after another into the fire to burn.
"Grandma, I am Qinghuan, your granddaughter. I have come to see you. Don't worry, I will live a good life. You must also take good care of yourself down there."
“Grandma, you suffered a lot in your life. People openly and secretly mocked you, saying that you, a rich young lady, married a brute and were abandoned. They ridiculed you for not being able to keep a man. Now that Grandpa has returned home in glory, you can finally hold your head high and let those gossiping people know that Grandpa did not let you down.”
“Grandma, if you were still alive, you should be taking Grandpa for a stroll around the village and surrounding areas, so that those who laugh at you can see that the man you chose can not only fight the Japanese with a gun, but also make a name for himself in the business world. He is a true man.”
Lin's father and uncle exchanged a smile. Qinghuan really knew how to talk, making them feel very pleased.
Wei Xiao pursed his lips into a line, but couldn't suppress the upward curve of his mouth. Qing Huan was clever and knew how to speak. She not only brought up the grievances that Grandma Lin had suffered, but also gave Grandpa Lin a way out.
Grandpa Lin looked at Grandma Lin's tombstone with a somber expression, his feelings a complex mix.
"Grandma, may you rest in peace. Qinghuan will come to visit you again when she has time." Lin Qinghuan said, bowing respectfully to Grandma Lin.
A gust of wind blew by, and the flames of the burning paper money suddenly shot up. Uncle Lin and Father Lin were astonished. Was it a coincidence, or was Grandma Lin responding to Qinghuan after hearing her words?
Grandpa Lin looked at the flames leaping high, his feelings were complicated.
Lin Qinghuan kowtowed three times, stood up and looked at Grandpa Lin, "Grandpa, please burn some paper money for Grandma as well, and tell her that you've come back to see her."
Lin's father and uncle also stood up and walked to the side. Lin's father said, "Father, because of your departure, my mother has been criticized and gossiped about. She has been depressed every day. Now that you are back, burn some paper money for her to comfort her spirit in heaven, so that her soul can rest in peace and be reincarnated as a human being."
A faint sadness appeared on Grandpa Lin's face as he walked to Grandma Lin's tombstone, squatted down, took a stack of paper, and burned it for her. The firelight illuminated his face, revealing a weathered look, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Even a day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of kindness, and a hundred days as husband and wife is as deep as water. He and Grandma Lin have been husband and wife for decades, how could they not have feelings for each other!
Perhaps when Grandpa Lin placed the paper money, he stacked it too neatly, causing it to emit black smoke. When the wind blew, the black smoke rushed towards Grandpa Lin's face, and his eyes watered from the smoke.
Holy crap! What's going on? Lin Qinghuan was completely stunned.
Uncle Lin and the others were completely baffled!
This must be a coincidence!
Lin Qinghuan picked up a small stick from the ground, loosened the paper money, and blew on the pile of black smoke on the ground a few times. The paper money caught fire again, the flames flickered, and when the wind blew, they made a hissing sound, as if complaining or blaming Grandpa Lin.
Even Wei Xiao, who had never believed in ghosts and gods, was somewhat surprised to see this scene.
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