Chapter Twenty-Six: I Raise You
"Grandma, you're gone like this, who will burn the paper on the fifteenth day of the new year?"
"If you have had enough hard life above, will you have to live hard life below?"
Lin Lan didn't retreat for half a step, and persuaded hard.
The grandmother in red seemed to be moved, and her strength was a little less: "It's as if the old body is alive, and everything can be there." ”
Seeing that there was a play, Lin Yan continued to increase the offensive: "Grandma, what can't you think of?" The days will always pass, and the good days will always come. ”
"Grandma, you are wearing red sheets and red shoes, and you also want to die in a positive way, why don't you get a really good clothes?"
Grandma Wow's body cried out: "The old man's real name is Ma Lanhua, forty years ago, she was a weaver girl in the Li Mansion in the back street, and she was a little beautiful at that time, and she was taken by the master of the Li family and gave birth to a son. ”
"The wife of the negative man often finds trouble with the old body and her son, and the old body is so easy to pull her son up, woo, and he was beaten half to death by the Li family for the old body."
"The Li family also reported to the official, where did the old man have money to ransom people, and he was imprisoned by Yunzhou Mansion for 20 years."
"A few days ago, my son just came out, and the Li family came to look for trouble again, and my son accidentally killed one person and was betrayed and beheaded in prison."
The reason why Ma Lanhua often cries is that the tear glands have long dried up, and now that she is sad, she can't cry.
Ma Lanhua raised her withered fingers and pointed at the red head with a shudder: "The old body has been so miserable in this life, collecting his son's body, and being slapped twice on the soles of his shoes." ”
"God is unfair, still alive to do something!"
Ma Lanhua's eyes were dry, and Lin Lan could see that her eyes were trembling.
"It's not that the old body hasn't worked hard to live well, it's been more than 40 years, and it really can't hold on."
Lin Mian's expression was bitter, he bent over and held his hands on the ground, his knees touching the ground: "Old man, from today on, you will be my godmother." Go and stay at my house. ”
Ma Lanhua's sad head slowly tilted on her shoulders and looked at the young Lin Lan: "Godmother? Who are you? ”
Lin Mian told his intentions: "I am the only son of the Lin family's Lingwei Ju in front of me, and I am a prisoner who has been amnesty for one year....... ”
"Old man, don't worry, if you agree, you will never be hungry with a bite of food."
Ma Lanhua pushed aside Lin Lan's body and went out, and sure enough, she found her son's lower body in the carriage: "Son, my son." ”
Lin Lan helped to carry the body down, and then helped to dig up the soil again and put it into the body.
Seeing the corpses gathered, Ma Lanhua knelt down: "Son, you are also sound, don't worry." Mother will come to you again after a while, and earn enough paper money for the two of us in the yang world first. ”
Lin Lan refilled the soil and bought pen and ink back: "Godmother, my brother has a tomb without a monument, I will set up a monument." ”
Ma Lanhua nodded heavily: "Just write about Li Heng's tomb." ”
Lin Lan wrote four big characters on the wooden board, and after Ma Lanhua saw the words on the wooden board, her eyes were quite disgusted: "It's better to take off the tombstone, anyway, I can recognize my son's grave, and I can do it without leaving an inscription." ”
Lin Lan held Ma Lanhua's hand: "Godmother, the tomb is not good-looking, let's go back." ”
"This?" Ma Lanhua didn't dare to look at the words on the wooden board anymore, for fear that she wouldn't be able to pull it out for a while.
Carrying Ma Lanhua home, Li Mei'e saw Ma Lanhua's face full of puzzlement: "Son, what is this?" ”
Lin Lan dragged Li Meimoth aside and talked about what happened to Ma Lanhua.
"What?" Li Meimoth jumped like thunder: "Son, why do you go to the family to collect everything, the situation in our family is not bad enough?" ”
Ma Lanhua came over, her face was almost attached to Li Meimo, and her pupils gradually widened: "You, you are the old girl who slapped the sole of her shoes that day." ”
Li Meimoth almost forgot about this matter, and her voice was quiet for a while: "Mistake, misunderstanding...... misunderstanding." ”
Lin Lan pulled Ma Lanhua with one hand and Li Meimoth with the other: "Godmother, mother, everyone will be a family in the future." ”
"I don't agree." Lin Fugui has been standing next to Ma Lanhua and looking at Ma Lanhua, and he is categorical: "Without the order of your parents, you must not recognize your relatives." ”
"We don't agree."
Ma Lanhua clenched Li Meimo's hand: "Sister, the old body has no other way, I really see that Lin Lan is so tight that I agree to this godfather." ”
"It just so happens that our mother and daughter are destined, and he also sees me like a relative."
Lin Mian raised her eyebrows, Granny Ma is very unusual.
Li Meimoth was praised twice, rolled up her sleeves to find Lin Fugui, and pointed at Lin Fugui's head with her finger: "What do you have to be arrogant, my son likes it, and my mother likes it." ”
"This is a godfather, the old lady thinks it's okay."
Lin Fugui retreated: "We, we mean that this kid lied to us, and Yihongyuan didn't take him away at all." ”
"Unless you keep the seeds, you can't let him be in charge anymore."
Lin Lan was like being struck by lightning, and the two words of leaving seeds were the two words he was most afraid of hearing: "Dad, there are still ten months left, and I will be beheaded." Do you want your child to be born without a father? ”
Ma Lanhua's dry little eyes rolled around, and she said to Lin Lan affectionately: "Gan'er, have you forgotten what happened to your godmother?" You're really gone, how do you let your father and mother accept it? ”
"Do you want the second elder to follow the path of the old body? That's not a cub's business, it's a concern. ”
Lin Fugui nodded in agreement, and his eyes looked at Ma Lanhua with pleasing eyes: "Did you hear what your godmother said?" Do you really want to make our family the last one? ”
Lin Rong's danger this time made Lin Fugui realize the urgency of keeping the seeds, and he must continue the incense for the Lin family as soon as possible.
Lin Lan's eyes were straight, looking at Ma Lanhua, who was still looking for death and life just now, and was taking care of his junior with a kind face.
Lin Lan's head was big by the three of them, and he carefully explained: "Dad, I also know that this matter is urgent, but I am a prisoner of amnesty." ”
"How can we have the money to do this."
Silver is indeed a problem, Lin Fugui didn't squeak anymore, and glared at Lin Yuan depressedly: "It's all your fault for this bastard, what kind of soy sauce is a few hundred taels." ”
"The money in the family has been bought with soybeans and vats, and there is a yard of soy sauce left."
Lin Fugui was furious when he thought of this.
Lin Lai was very confident: "Dad, everything is difficult at the beginning, our soy sauce will definitely sell well." ”
The more Lin Fugui thought about it, the more angry he became: "Hmph, you can sell all these soy sauces, and we don't care about you in the future." ”
"Knock knock."
The knock on the door outside the house alarmed several people in the courtyard, and Lin Yan smiled at several elders: "I'll open the door." ”
There was a man and a woman standing outside the door, Lin Lan recognized the two, the woman was Liu Ruyan's maid Xiaoqing, the man was full of greasy smell, and he didn't know what he was doing.
When Lin Lan saw Xiaoqing, his heart was half cold, Liu Ruyan was the Oiran of Yihong Courtyard, and the consequences of that impulse could not be avoided after all.
The sturdy man on the side wanted to speak: "Xiaoqing, the meat oil you said is what he sells?" ”
Xiaoqing nodded his chin heavily, and asked Lin Mian: "Lin Gongzi, do you still have the meat oil you asked me to bring last time?" ”
"Meat oil?" Lin Lan didn't expect what Xiaoqing said for a while.
The man said honestly: "It's the kind of meat oil that is as fragrant as meat when you stir-fry." ”