137 Granny Lin’s Identity
“So she doesn’t have a household registration in Jian Village?”
The village chief nodded. “At that time, after she recovered from her injuries, I asked her where she was from, but she didn’t say. She just kept crying. I saw that she was pitiful, so I let her live there. She didn’t have a household registration, so I couldn’t give her the land. There was only so much I could do. I just didn’t know how she lived for so many years. I rarely went to see her, and she didn’t come out either. The villagers almost forgot that there was such a person.”
Other than the children who liked to run around the village and occasionally saw her, few people really had any impression of her.
After Jian Qingqing heard this, she felt that Granny Lin was someone with a story. She thought about it for a while and decided to meet her.
The last time she passed by, her house was already in ruins. She thought it was an empty house, but after thinking about it for a while, she found out about Granny Lin from the original owner’s memories. However, she knew very little, she only knew that Granny Lin seemed a little fierce. These children had always kept a distance from her.
Now that they knew about her, they felt that she was also a pitiful person. Moreover, she did not have any land. If she was willing, she wanted to get someone to open up some wasteland for her and grow some high-yielding grain.
There was no one living at the west end of the village. There were barren mountains there. No one walked for a long time on the way in. The path was full of weeds, and it was impossible to see the way out.
Jian Qingqing held a stick and dashed into the grass, afraid that she would encounter some strange little animals.
When she reached there, a shabby thatched cottage was left alone. It was even more shabby than the previous one in her house.
Jian Qingqing walked over and carefully knocked on the door. She called out softly, “Granny Lin, are you home?”
Granny Lin, who was kneeling on the futon, heard a clear voice calling out to her. She frowned and did not speak. She continued to close her eyes and recite the scriptures silently.
However, the voice outside continued to call out relentlessly. She asked sternly, “What do you want?”
Jian Qingqing thought that there was no one inside and was about to leave. However, she was suddenly startled by a rough and hoarse voice. She asked in confusion, “Are you Granny Lin?”
After a long while, no one left her, Jian Qingqing said again, “Granny Lin, I’m from the Jian Family Village. My name is Jian Qingqing. I’m here to look for you.”
Still, no one answered. It was quiet inside, as if the voice she heard just now was an illusion.
Jian Qingqing said to herself, “Granny Lin, the village chief asked me to look for you. If you don’t say anything, I’ll push the door open and go in.”
Granny Lin frowned and stood up. After all, Village Chief Jian had been kind to her. She had to go if it was his people.
She opened the door and went out. She saw a little girl outside the door and asked, “What’s the matter?”
Jian Qingqing was shocked when she saw Granny Lin’s appearance. Her face was covered with curly scars like maggots, making her look extremely terrifying.
However, she was only stunned for a moment. She quickly recovered and felt sorry for this granny. She did not know what horrible thing she had experienced to become like this.
She asked gently, “Granny Lin, the village chief asked if you want to open up the land for farming. Now the village is planting a few high-yielding grains, and the yield is very high. If you plant them, the village chief said to ask someone to help you open up the land.”
She had no choice. She had no relation with Granny Lin. Even if she said that she wanted to help her, Granny Lin would not believe it, so she could only use the name of the village chief.
Granny Lin looked at the little girl in front of her. She was clearly still shocked by her earlier, but now when she spoke to her, she looked straight into her eyes. Her eyes were filled with sincerity, and there was not a single trace of disgust.