Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

"Yu'er, let's go." The prince looked at the strange young man and the old man in the Lin Mansion, and he didn't know their true identities.

He frowned, his heart filled with doubt and vigilance.

Although the father and son seemed to have no ill intentions, the prince still decided to protect Daiyu and avoid any possible danger.

So he held Daiyu's hand tightly and hurried away with her.

Daiyu was very reluctant to leave. She wanted to stay in this place for a while, even if it was only for half a day.

She wanted to see the backyard where she used to live and recall the good times.

However, the reality did not allow her to get what she wanted.

Strangers appeared in the old house, forcing her to leave.

Although her home is right in front of her, she cannot reveal her true identity to anyone.

This helplessness and pain made her heart ache, and tears couldn't help but well up in her eyes.

But she knew that the identities of the father and son in front of her were unknown, and she couldn't alert them now, so she could only leave with the prince.

After Daiyu arrived at the hotel, the prince went outside to arrange meals, leaving Daiyu and another person in the room.

Daiyu paced back and forth in the room alone, thinking about the father and son she met during the day.

What is the status of that old man? Isn't he the housekeeper? Or is he the servant who took care of my father after I went to the Jia Mansion?

She turned around and thought, she had left in too much of a hurry during the day, the diary was still with the old man, and her father's memorial day was coming soon, so she had to find a way to burn paper for her father.

It was a slightly chilly early morning in early autumn, with the sky just beginning to turn pale.

A thin old man slowly came to a grave. He gently put down the fruits and dishes in his hands. His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person.

The old man carefully arranged the offerings and then placed them carefully in front of the tombstone.

When everything was ready, he picked up the wine glass and gently poured the wine onto the ground, toasting to the deceased.

Then the old man placed some paper money and paper ingots in front of the grave and burned them.

Then he said softly, "Master, Madam, I hope you are well. Lin Zhong is here to see you!" Before he finished speaking, the old man was already in tears.

The old man's words echoed in the silent air. After saying this, he knelt down deeply and kowtowed several times to the tombstone.

After the old man finished all this, he slowly found an open space in front of the grave and sat down.

He took out a pot of wine from his arms, poured out a glass with trembling hands, then raised the glass and started drinking by himself.

Every sip of wine was filled with endless longing and emotion. As he drank, he murmured to himself, "Thanks to the care of the master and his wife in the past, my son and I have food to eat and a few acres of good farmland to farm.

I have lived a lonely life and thought I would die like this, but I never expected to receive the master's favor. Not only did I marry a wife, but I also had children and even bought a house and land."

Having said that, the old man couldn't help wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes. The crystal tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

He took a deep breath, filled the glass with wine again, and gently poured it on the ground, as if expressing deep respect to the deceased.

Then, he continued with a sob: “Master, Madam, I am getting older and older, and my health is not as good as before.

Perhaps I will leave this world soon, but please rest assured that after I am gone, I will accompany you in the underworld, and let my son continue to fulfill his filial duties on my behalf. He will sweep your graves and pay homage to you on my behalf."

The old man burst into tears as he spoke.

"Dad, stop crying. How can Master Lin in the netherworld feel at ease when you are so sad? Can you bear to make him worry about you?" As the old man burst into tears, a young man walked quickly into the mausoleum.

The young man walked up to the old man and gently helped him up.