Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

"Otherwise, I might not even give him a thin coffin."

"He doesn't want children at all, so why does he want their offerings?"

Jia Zhen's face was full of resentment. He even wondered if everything now was real.

He had wanted to say these words for a long time.

He had been thinking about it since he was a child, and he never said it out loud until he grew up and died.

He is a silent mountain that I can never climb over.

And always standing in front of you.

Seeing my own incompetence, incompetence,...

It’s better to be dead! Finally dead!

How nice it would be if this was a dream, even dreams can’t be so satisfying!

Jia Zhen looked at Grandmother Jia with a fanatical look in his eyes.

"Grandma, do you think I'm right?"

"Until his death, he never gave me an answer!"

Grandmother Jia's eyes were filled with surprise, "Zhen'er, so you hate him so much."

"You hate him. He gave birth to you, passed on the title to you, and gave you everything."

"He has nothing in his hands, he's just punishing himself, who do you think he can hate?"

"He gave his heart to others, and his status, position, and wealth to you."

"What else do you want?"

At this point, Grandmother Jia pointed at Jia Zhen with her cane.

"You are also a father. What did you give Rong'er? How do you act as a father?"

Jia Zhen's face turned pale.

"He forced me to do this. I also want to be a good father, but I can't do it."

"I don't have it, why should others have it?"

"That other person is your son!" Grandmother Jia was shocked.

So crazy about Jia Zhen!

She simply couldn't imagine it, the sadness made the air so heavy that it seemed tangible.

Seeing that Jia Zhen was still stubborn, Jia's mother said coldly,

"Since you are so unwilling, forget it, just call in sick!"

"Let Rong Ge'er preside over this funeral, the seven-day soul-returning night!"

"Just pretend that if there is no father, then there will be no son!"

After saying this, Grandmother Jia stared at Jia Zhen.

But when Jia Zhen heard this, his expression changed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She said to Grandmother Jia, "Don't worry, Auntie. Just think that I was dreaming!"

"I feel like I haven't woken up yet. I thought there was no chance."

"I will go and kowtow to him right now. He gave birth to me and will always be my father."

"Isn't there a seven-day soul-returning night? Thank you for reminding me, I almost forgot."

"I will prepare a generous tribute for him and let him have a good meal."

"I'll ask him about it when he comes back."

Without saying what he wanted to ask, Jia Zhen kowtowed to Lady Jia again, then said goodbye and left.

He is going to fulfill his duties as a filial son!

As Grandmother Jia looked at his back, her face grew increasingly gloomy.

……

Lin,

"Rong'er, when did your grandfather pass away?" Jia Min looked sad.

That is the eldest brother of my generation.

Once upon a time...

Jia Min felt as if her throat was blocked.

speechless.

Jia Rong's eyes flickered and he seemed a little at a loss.

It’s really hard to say. The person has been buried, and they are still here to report the death.

He thought that the Lin family had all gone to the palace. He had heard that Mrs. Wang had come here several times but had not seen anyone.

I think this is a good idea as it avoids embarrassment.

Who knew that they were so lucky that Jia Min and Lin Daiyu left a little late today.

I just happened to run into it.

So embarrassing!

"Well, my aunt has been gone for four days!"

Hearing this, Jia Min's face darkened.

She asked Jia Rong with anger,

"What do you mean?"

"Are you notifying us only after the burial?" Jia Min was very angry. Among her brothers, she respected her eldest cousin the most.

When they were young, my eldest cousin was very caring towards his younger siblings.

Jia Rong was so worried that he scratched his head and happened to grab the mourning hat.

He suddenly had an idea.

"Auntie, the funeral has already taken place. It's a bit late to notify you now..."

"This is according to the will of our ancestors,"

"I haven't seen my grandpa for a long time, and I'm no longer a relative at home,"

"On the seventh day of the seventh month, when the soul returns to his home, he can see his family members." This was the reason Jia Rong had just thought of.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous. I will go with you now and be buried before seven days have passed."

"What are you doing?"

"My eldest cousin had such a hard life, and you guys didn't even give him a decent treatment when he died." After saying this, Jia Min immediately turned around and called for help.

"Daiyu, Yongyi,"

"Bring some more people, put on mourning clothes, and let's go."

"I'm going to make a scene in the mourning hall." When she said this, Jia Min's tears started to flow again.

"What is the Jia family going to do!" Jia Min wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

When Jia Rong heard that there was going to be a disturbance in the funeral hall, he broke out in a sweat.

He was busy kowtowing on the ground.

Only when relatives are dissatisfied with filial sons will they cause trouble in the mourning hall.

He had no choice but to kowtow and confess his guilt.

……

"Mother...Mother...Mother...you need to calm down." "Should we wait for father to come back?"

Seeing that Jia Rong's forehead was about to turn red from knocking his head, Lin Daiyu hurried forward and grabbed Jia Min.

Wow, I’ve never seen Jia Min so excited.

This was too sudden.

I don't seem to have any impression of when Jia Jing died.

Because this person is too special and too vague.

All I remember is that he died of abdominal bloating due to eating some cinnabar.

I remembered it because I was curious about this way of death.

So she lowered her head and asked Jia Rong who was still kneeling,

"Brother Rong, how did your grandfather die?"

Jia Rong sniffed and cried out.

"He died of abdominal distension caused by taking too much cinnabar!"

"Boom...Boom...Boom" Lin Daiyu's heart felt like beating a drum.

It’s true!

Jia Min, who was standing by, couldn't hold back her anger, so she immediately ordered someone to call Lin Ruhai and Yong'an.

Today, she and Lin Daiyu left late because she received a letter from Yingchun, asking her to talk to Yongyi.

Unexpectedly, I received this bad news.

At this time, she saw Lin Yongyi also brought a group of people, coming over aggressively.

This guy just experienced a mixture of sadness and joy.

It was a joy that Yingchun disagreed to cancel the engagement, but it was a sorrow that the Jia family forced her to almost hang herself.

I was worried that there was no chance for support.

Now when he heard Jia Min asking him to bring people, he had already sharpened his knife.

Behind him were a dozen angry people from the Lin family who were rushing to the funeral, armed with swords, guns, sticks and clubs.

"Aunt, are we leaving now?"

Jia Min looked towards the door.

I guess I won't be able to wait for Lin Ruhai for a while.

She couldn't wait any longer, as this was her mother's family's business.

Lin Ruhai will naturally go there when he comes back.

Thinking of this, she said to Lin Daiyu, "Daiyu, put on mourning clothes and go with your mother to the funeral."

After saying this, she took the mourning scarf that Jia Rong had given her and put it on her shoulders.

Tears started to flow again.

"My dear brother, what is your fate?"

I couldn't stop crying.

……

Because Lin Daiyu was a younger generation, it was more difficult for her to wear mourning clothes.

She sighed as she put on her clothes.

I have really cried a lot these days and gained some experience.

Recently, since the Queen Mother passed away, there have been sudden incidents one after another. Will there be a sequel?

She felt a little uneasy.

The retired emperor, the emperor and others have disappeared in the past few days.

The people crying in the Empress Dowager's mourning hall became more and more uneasy.