141 Granny Lin’s Past

Granny Lin stood rooted to the ground in a daze. After a long while, two streams of tears flowed out of her turbid eyes. She turned around and looked at the memorial tablets in the house with a sorrowful expression. She muttered, “Father, Mother, my clansmen, will you resent me?”

She was once as innocent and kind as Jian Qingqing. That year, when she was 15or 16 years old, she saved a young man and placed him in the ancestral home that no one was living in. Later on, her heart fell on him, she ignored the dissuasion of her clansmen and married him. The young man had no home to return to. Her parents wanted him to marry into their family, but she could not bear to do so. She begged her parents to pay for him to build a room and marry him.

After the marriage, the young man was intelligent. He said that he wanted to take the imperial examinations, so she begged her parents to give him silver. Her parents did not want to, so she stuck out her big belly and went to wash clothes for others. She lit oil lamps and stayed up all night to make embroidery. She brought her child to work in the fields, day after day, year after year. She did not even have the heart to buy her son candy that he really wanted to eat. All the money was spent on him.

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In eight years, she went from a young girl who was spoiled by her family and did not know how to do anything to an old and hunched woman. When the news of the young man’s high school graduation came, she thought that he had made it through and was so happy that she cried. However, she did not expect that it was the beginning of the bad news. On that day, when she received the news, it was already dark. She had left her son at home and was excitedly going to deliver the news to her family to prove that she had not misjudged the person. However, she did not expect to see the flames that soared to the sky..

She stood there in a daze. Before she could understand what had happened, she was cut on the back by a man wearing black clothes.

She could not care less about her sadness. She stumbled and ran away. The Man in black chased her to a cliff. She gritted her teeth and jumped off the cliff.

She thought she was dead for sure. She did not expect to be blocked by a tree. Although her face was scratched by rocks, she still survived.

She wanted to go back and see what had happened. She also wanted to see her son. However, she did not expect that her injuries were too serious. When she passed by Jian village, she fainted here. Village Chief Jian saved her. Before she could recover, Li Baode, whom she had saved before, found her and said that everyone in Lin village had died in the fire. Her son had been taken away by her husband, who had been spotted by a high-ranking official in high school and was about to get married soon.

She could not believe it and was about to go to find her husband, but was stopped by Li Baode, who said that everything in Lin Village was done by her husband. She broke down for a moment and fell ill again.

By the time she woke up, her husband had already married the daughter of the high official. Li Baode told her that her son had been treated as a servant by the unscrupulous husband and raised in the mansion of the high official’s daughter.

She wanted to save her son, but she did not expect that her son’s side was tightly guarded. She could not find any chance.

Li Baode said that he would think of a way. Later, he thought of a way to become the person’s advisor, while she muddled along in the Jian village.

Unexpectedly, before she could save her son, she heard that her son had been tortured to death by the daughter of a high official and the child she gave birth to.

She was heartbroken, and her heart was like dead ashes. From then on, she was hell-bent on revenge.

However, how could a person who had no relatives, no reason, no power, and no power, who was already dead, fight against a high official who had married a high official’s daughter and been promoted all the way?

It was not easy to see a glimmer of light when Li Baode disappeared again.

She looked at the room full of signboards with grief and staggered to the ground, fainting.

She did not want Jian Qingqing to come again because she felt that she was a person on the verge of death. She did not want anyone to worry about her, nor did she want anyone to remember her.

She should have been a dead person.