Chapter 165 - Chapter 165: A Jar of Wine Buried Under the Old Locust Tree
Chapter 165: A Jar of Wine Buried Under the Old Locust Tree
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Yushan was located in a remote area, unlike the city which had a cemetery. When the people here passed away, they would be carried up the mountain to be buried. If the conditions were good, they would erect a monument. If the conditions were not good, there might be just a pile of soil.
Lin Yuanshan and Lin Qingqian’s parents were buried under a pine tree halfway up the mountain. Back then, it was Old Madam Jiang who came to ask someone to erect the monument. After a few years of wind and rain, the words on the tombstone were a little blurry.
After Lin Chaoyan offered incense and paper money to the Old Master and Lin Qingqian’s parents, she left to allow Lin Qingqian to talk to them alone.
Lin Qingqian actually didn’t know what to say to them. She took out a wet towel from her pocket and wiped the three people’s tombstones clean bit by bit. During this process, she acted as if she had already said what she wanted to say.
Kneeling in front of the Old Master’s tombstone, Lin Qingqian obediently kowtowed three times, her clear eyes shining with determination. “Grandpa, you don’t have to worry about me. I’m doing very well now.
Although I’m divorced, I’ve found a new direction in my life. This time…”
She paused for a moment before saying firmly, “I definitely won’t disappoint you.”
It was already noon when Lin Qingqian came down from the mountain. Lin Chaoyan had already prepared lunch and was eating casually. The main event would be the New Year’s Eve dinner at night.
She wanted to help, but Lin Chaoyan chased her away in disdain. When she had nothing to do, she thought of the jar of wine buried under the old locust tree in the courtyard.
Then, Lin Qingqian went to the tool shed to find a shovel and started digging.
Back then, the wine jar was buried by Grandpa. Lin Qingqian couldn’t remember the location clearly, so she could only dig around the locust tree. It wasn’t easy for her to dig it up, but Lin Chaoyan, who came out of the kitchen, saw it and scolded her.
Lin Qingqian pulled out the wine jar from the pit. She didn’t mind the dirt and hugged it in her arms. She smiled and said, “Grandpa buried this jar of wine for me back then. Auntie, let’s drink it tonight.”
Lin Chaoyan glanced at the thing in her arms and her expression changed slightly. As the Old Master’s daughter, how could she not know what this jar of wine meant?
Lin Qingqian was still smiling. “Anyway, we won’t need it in the future. Let’s drink it.”
Lin Chaoyan glared at her. “What nonsense are you talking about? Save it for the future. ”
With that, she returned to the kitchen with the spatula.
Lin Qingqian carried the wine jar into the house and took a tissue to wipe the soil off the jar. Her fingertips gently touched the cold wine jar.
Her grandfather had left her so many blessings in this jar of wine. It would be a waste not to drink it.
Lin Qingqian then took out her phone and took a photo, posting it on Weibo.
Deep V: The blessings given by the deceased must be finished without a drop left. Happy New Year to everyone.
After posting on Weibo, she left to help her aunt.
In the afternoon, there were still people from the village who came to visit.
They said that they were here to visit, but in fact, they were here to laugh at Lin
Qingqian.
Everyone in the village knew that Lin Qingqian was married to someone from the city, and that her in-laws had never come even once. Since Lin Qingqian came back alone again this time, she inevitably became the center of gossip.
But Lin Chaoyan scolded them one by one with a cold expression. She was so angry that her eyes were about to roll to the sky.
Lin Qingqian on the other hand was not angry at all. She even gave the sweets she brought back from Lan City to the children in the village to eat.
This made Lin Chaoyan even angrier. “Why do you care about those brats? A crooked stick will have a crooked shadow. They won’t be good people in the future.”
Lin Qingqian tried to calm her instead. “Auntie, they’re just curious. It’s nothing much. They’ll find out about the divorce sooner or later anyway.”
Women who got a divorce here were like vegetables that had been thrown into the trash can. Hence, Lin Chaoyan didn’t tell anyone about Lin Qingqian’s divorce after she came back.
Now, no one in the village knew that she was divorced yet..