Chapter 77: Chapter 77 Making Suggestions (1)_1 Chapter 77: Chapter 77 Making Suggestions (1)_1 The two sisters symbolically pulled out the small vegetables from the field and returned to the courtyard.
“Has the wound on your arm improved?” As soon as he saw her, Uncle asked anxiously.
“Much better.” Lin Ziyin looked at his grey hair, wrinkled face and deeply calloused hands, and suddenly felt sympathy for him due to their blood ties.
“Such risky things, Ziyin, you must do less of in the future. If something happens to you again, your mother will not rest in peace.” Aunt couldn’t stop the tears from falling.
Lin Ziyin saw she had a soulless look in her eyes and her face was wax yellow. She sighed inside, thinking the filial piety in this ancient era was killing people.
“It’s so hard for Uncle and Aunt. Why not break away from those people and live independently?” Lin Ziyin said slowly, as if she had thought of something.
Aunt was so surprised to hear this she forgot to cry.
“Breaking away? Cutting off relations?” Uncle became even more anxious.
“Rather than suffering like this, why not separate? Once separated, it’s time to end the relationship. They don’t consider you family. Why treat them as such? They might be delaying your son and daughter’s marriages. Or they might have already planned to sell off your daughter. You are parents, you should be strong. If not for your sake, consider it for your child at least,” Lyn Ziyin said.
“Us?” Uncle stuttered, unable to speak.
What Lyn Ziyin said made him very upset. His children and his sister were his heartache. He was incapable, so what should he do?
“Best to cut off the relations and move to our village.” Lin Ziyin said, “We can help each other and will be able to make ends meet.”
She is not a saint and had no intent of becoming one. However, Lin Zige and Lin Changshu greatly respected this uncle. Years ago, the uncle was good to the Lin family. So Lin Ziyin wanted to give back a little.
“Move here?” Uncle stood up all of a sudden frightened.
“Yes,” Lin Ziyin nodded, “As long as you work hard, you will not starve.”
“We now have a small business at home.” Lin Changshu chimed in, “You won’t starve if you come live with us. We can help each other.”
“I can’t help much, but if you move here, I can get you a small grass house sufficient for you to settle in,” Lin Ziyin added, “Once away from the bloodsuckers, you will be able to live more peacefully.”
“Let me think.” Uncle began to sweat on his forehead.
Lin Ziyin didn’t want to say much more, and quietly retreated to the kitchen.
Guo Huiniang and Lin Zige wouldn’t let her lend a hand because of her wounded arm. Lin Ziyin sat on a stool watching the two bustling about.
At noon, the family ate a very rich meal. A large plate full of meats, fish and chicken, accompanied by rice and bone broth.
Uncle and Aunt were stunned at the sight of it.
“The tofu and fried tofu skin are homemade. We’ll be building a new house in a few days,” Lin Changshu commented.
“Good, good. We’re relieved to see you’re well-off,” Uncle and Aunt said, their eyes glistening with tears.
“Uncle and aunt, if you could focus more on your son and daughter, perhaps your lives wouldn’t be this bleak,” Lin Ziyin jabbed again, “Reputation cannot be eaten. I hope uncle and aunt won’t let my cousin brother and sister follow the path of their mother.”
“Ah.” Uncle’s eyes reddened when the topic of Lin Ziyin’s mother came up.