The car stopped at the entrance of Daye Village, and Lin Hao, dressed in a suit, got out.
Over the years, Daye Village had changed dramatically compared to the past.
But in the eyes of Lin Hao, who grew up in Beijing, it was still a shabby countryside place.
This wasn’t necessarily a bad thing; Lin Hao felt more at ease because of it.
Living in such a place surely meant a low quality of life. His aunt had spent her whole life in such a place and probably hadn’t enjoyed much.
As long as she was willing to trade her life for his father’s, he could let his aunt stay in the best hotels and dine in the finest restaurants.
If time allowed, she could even go on a trip abroad.
This was a treatment she could never possibly enjoy in her lifetime.
Lin Hao even planned to arrange jobs for his aunt’s descendants.
They probably couldn’t afford much education, but he could arrange a sinecure for them in his company.
They could receive a salary every month.
With this, they would have no worries and would willingly trade their lives.
Because of Lin Hao’s attire, passersby would glance at him now and then.
Even kids followed behind him, as if witnessing something rare.
Lin Hao adjusted his collar, feeling uneasy all over.
How should he find someone?
This village seemed quite large; he couldn’t possibly ask everyone.
Lin Hao had no prior experience with this kind of situation, but this matter was significant, and he didn’t trust others to handle it, fearing a leak.
He had to come here personally, all by himself.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Hao decided to enter the village and take a look.
It was said that in such small villages, everyone was familiar with each other. Perhaps asking someone could yield some clues.
Just then, Lin Hao saw a middle-aged woman sitting on a large rock at the village entrance, looking up at the sky, lost in thought.
Lin Hao walked over, "Hello, may I ask..."
The woman turned around abruptly, startling Lin Hao.
From afar, she seemed to be only in her forties or fifties, yet her eyes looked severely aged, deeply sunken, and her whole being seemed like a skeleton draped with skin.
At first glance, she looked like an old lady, frightening to behold.
Since he’d already spoken, Lin Hao could only force himself to ask, "I’m here to find a relative. May I ask if there’s a household here by the name of Lin Chunju?"
In an instant, the woman jerked as if shocked.
Lin Hao instinctively took a step back, watching her cautiously, "Yes, do you know her?"
The woman’s withered eyes stared hard into the distance. How could she not know Lin Chunju?
That was the woman who almost became her in-law.
Back then, her daughter was still alive, and the Yue Family hadn’t risen to wealth.
Though the village now spread rumors about the Yue Family being chosen by the literary star, back then, Yue Jiannan hadn’t yet entered university and was obsequious, not daring to speak loudly in front of him.
Lin Hao was startled by the woman before him. Why did she suddenly start crying? She looked as if she had been stripped of everything she owned.
He was a bit scared and turned to leave, but then he heard the woman shouting heart-wrenchingly behind him.
"She’s dead, long dead! Lin Chunju is dead!" Her daughter had died, so that woman must be dead too.
At least every night in her dreams, Lin Chunju died miserably, and the Yue Family had long fallen.
Lin Hao couldn’t tell if this woman was speaking truth or madness and could only walk on without looking back.
What bad luck, encountering such a person.
The words of a lunatic couldn’t be taken seriously, so Lin Hao decided to ask a few more families.
Who knows, by asking around, he might find the right person.