Chapter 235

Lin Lin Mengye thanked the village party secretary for saying so much; as for establishing the medicinal materials base, after she returns to Jing Shi, she will ask Ye Chenjing to inquire, and then she should be able to know the truth.

Lin Lin Mengye had finally managed to return to the village, so naturally she couldn't leave empty-handed.

She asked Grandma Wang to help organize the collection of agricultural products, and she gathered everything that each household in the village grew in their fields.

Of course, except for Grandma Wang's family and the three elderly households behind the village, whom she paid a high price for their goods, everyone else could only sell cheaply to Lin Lin Mengye.

Don't look at these people now speaking virtuously and no longer gossiping, but the past harms cannot be erased.

The villagers know Lin Lin Mengye is still pressing down prices on them, but they can only endure it, since she is the boss.

Moreover, a saying is circulating in the village now: whoever offends Lin Lin Mengye will have bad luck.

Take a look at Lin Jianyang's family—it was because they provoked Lin Lin Mengye that the whole family suffered, ending up with wife and children separated.

Nowadays, in Lin Jia Cun, no one dares to provoke Lin Lin Mengye's bad luck, for they fear they might become the next Lin Jianyang.

At night, Zhang Yufan invited Lin Lin Mengye to his home for a brief visit.

The Village Head smoked while sighing with emotion.

"I've devoted most of my life to this village; I thought I could end my days here in peace, but I never expected that in my old age I'd also encounter the demolition that young people like, hahaha……"

The old village head shook off his ash, sighed, and said:

"That's fine; this demolition compensation isn't small, it can leave Xiao Fan some means to establish himself, which is also a good thing."

"Who would have thought that the soil of our Lin Jia Cun could also contribute to the country, and I don't know what varieties of medicinal materials will be planted here in the future."

Zhang Fengnian's thoughts drifted away, and Lin Lin Mengye also began to anticipate.

Before leaving, the old village head gave Lin Lin Mengye instructions.

"There's still half a year left; the old house will soon be demolished. Since you don't come back often, take everything you can carry this time, just in case someone has designs on it."

Lin Lin Mengye nodded, then returned to the old house.

There's nothing left in the house worth taking; the remaining old furniture isn't valuable, so leaving it behind is fine.

The wooden board bed in the old house looked shabby, but as soon as Lin Lin Mengye's head touched the pillow, she fell asleep.

In the night, Grandfather came into her dream.

This time he was dressed especially spiritedly, wearing bright clothes with a cape draped over them.

When the old man first appeared before Lin Lin Mengye, she almost didn't recognize him.

"Grandfather, your outfit looks quite good; it has a bit of a swordsman's feel."

The old man's face bore a proud smile, hands on his hips, head tilted back as he laughed and said:

"Isn't it nice? With just a little dressing up, I, your grandfather, look quite imposing—people rely on clothes, even ghosts couldn't wear such rags."

Lin Lin Mengye: "If I remember correctly, the first time I dreamed of grandfather he was wearing patched clothes; now that we have money, things are indeed different."

"See if the carload of money burned for you last time is still enough."

As Lin Lin Mengye's words fell, the old man grinned, showing his teeth, his eyes crinkling.

"It's the obedient granddaughter who knows to honor her grandfather; you don't realize, but I'm the only person in this district who collects money by the cartload. That day I went to the netherworld bank to withdraw money, grandfather had plenty of face, and everyone looked at me with envy."

Seeing the old man's beaming smile, Lin Lin Mengye felt for the first time that the paper money burned during Qingming Festival truly had meaning—indeed, relatives could actually receive it, and even keep it in the netherworld's bank……

"Grandfather, our Lin Jia Cun is going to be demolished; the old house will be completely leveled in half a year, and the ancestral graves also need to be relocated."

"I'll take charge of moving your and your parents' ashes to Qingqing Tang Town, buying a good plot, but for the other ancestors' graves I can only ask the village head to uniformly relocate them to Bai Ling Town's public cemetery—do you think that works?"

Lin Lin Mengye didn't know when this dream would end, so she hurriedly told the old man the most important matter of the demolition.

After listening, the old man fell silent for a moment, then waved his hand.

"I'm already dead; as for those worldly matters, you just arrange them as you see fit. Let my grave be next to your parents'—no need to spend extra money buying a burial plot; wherever we're buried is really the same, it doesn't matter, just arrange it in the public cemetery."

Lin Lin Mengye nodded, "I'll follow grandfather's orders."

Afterward, the old man fell silent again; deep down he still missed the old house, feeling a sense of loss.

Lin Lin Mengye also didn't disturb the old man's reminiscence; she obediently sat on the stool, not wandering around, and lacked the ability to roam about.

Having experienced many times being visited in dreams by grandfather, Lin Lin Mengye still hasn't been able to step out of this room.

I'm really curious what it's like outside the house……

Just then, the old man's figure flickered, and he sighed, saying:

"Let's leave it at that for today; grandfather has to go busy for a while. You, up there, live well, live happily, and when the chance comes, also find yourself a companion. Grandfather isn't pushing for marriage, but I still hope you have someone thoughtful by your side to take care of you, so you won't be alone."

As soon as the old man's words fell, Lin Lin Mengye woke up.

Opening her eyes, she saw it was already past six in the morning.

She had only exchanged a few words with grandfather, and the time just passed like that.

Lying in bed gazing at the beams, Lin Lin Mengye felt no sleepiness, so she simply sat up cross-legged and began cultivating.

Suddenly she remembered, she had mentioned the demolition but forgot to report the situation of her uncle's family to grandfather.

After all, that was grandfather's eldest son, now bedridden and good-for-nothing; Lin Haocheng, grandfather's eldest grandson, has gone astray, ultimately ending up wearing handcuffs and eating state rations……

She didn't know whether grandfather cared or not, or if this would make him feel distressed and anxious.

But upon further thought, grandfather rarely mentions them in dream visits; earlier when she complained, he didn't stop her from disciplining them.

Even regarding these dream visits, grandfather only sought her out, never seen him seeking Lin Haocheng or Lin Qianqian.

Logically, the descendants of the main branch should be more valued, but grandfather didn't place importance on them.

From this, it seems that in grandfather's heart, the uncle's family has already been let go.

When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; worldly affairs ought to be cleanly severed.

Wait until the next dream visitation, then mention it to grandfather—also a way to give an explanation.

After Lin Lin Mengye meditated in stillness for a moment, she rose and prepared to return to Jing Shi.

She used the dust-clearing technique to cleanse the inside and outside of the house once, sweeping away all dust and grime, also counting it as a farewell to the old home.

Afterward, she got into the big G and prepared to leave.

I never expected that as soon as the car left the compound, Lin Lin Mengye spotted someone dragging a suitcase not far away, running toward the village entrance as if fleeing for their life.

Taking a closer look, isn't that Lin Qianqian?

Even more unexpected, Lin Haoxuan followed behind with his backpack, crying while relentlessly chasing after her.

"Sister, you can't leave; if you go, who will bring Father his chamber pot? Come back, waaah..."

Xiao Pangzi is naturally stout—how could he outrun Lin Qianqian?

He hadn't taken two steps before he fell to the ground, wailing and rolling about.

"I hate you all—Mom's gone, and now you're leaving too; everyone's abandoning me. Who will cook for me? Who will buy me an Ultraman?"

Villagers pointed and gossiped; Lin Jianyang had raised a fine son and daughter, but his son got into trouble and was arrested, and seeing the family's decline, his daughter followed Wang Fang's example and left.

This is the myriad facets of human life; adversity is a mirror that reveals demons.

The Village Head spotted Lin Lin Mengye's car from afar and quickly instructed his grandson.

Zhang Yufan then ran up and said to Lin Lin Mengye,

"Grandfather told you to leave quickly; don't meddle in their affairs—they owe you anyway. Lin Haoxuan is still young, and the village committee will find a way to sue those two uncles of yours. Go now, lest Xiao Pangzi see you and cling to you."

Lin Lin Mengye nodded, stepped on the accelerator and drove off; watching Lin Haoxuan in the rearview mirror, she found it hard to feel sympathy.

She hadn't intended to get involved anyway—fate and circumstance…