The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

"Later, the Lin family bought back all the fertile land here, leaving them with only some mountain land."

"However, knowing that it was the Lin family's mountain, everyone still took the initiative to protect it. It was more than 30 years ago, after the Lin family had their accident... those of us whose ancestors had received favors from the Lin family, the elders all asked the younger generation in our families to go and collect the Lin family's bodies."

"We weren't needed, so someone brought the Lin family's bodies back and buried them on that hilltop. Over the years, some elderly people have taken the initiative to manage that cemetery, but they all do it secretly."

Since they were convicted of a crime, the government would take direct action if they went to pay their respects openly and honestly.

Du Mingxian was quite moved. This was because the Lin family was kind-hearted back then and helped many people. Even now, their affairs are still being taken care of from time to time.

"Thank you for telling us this. Could you tell us where the Lin family cemetery is?"

"Go five more miles to the west and you'll see the mountain. If you still can't find it, just ask any old person for directions."

"Thank you."

It was quite late. After chatting with the boss and his wife and having dinner, they went back to their rooms to sleep. Du Mingxian shared a room with Da Zhoushi, while Chunfeng and Xia Yu shared a room.

The next morning, they all dressed simply, and since they didn't wear much jewelry, it was quite convenient.

After a quick breakfast, the proprietress pointed out the location to them before they set off.

As we traveled, the weather was freezing cold. With the Lunar New Year fast approaching, most people were staying at home preparing for the holiday.

After traveling about five miles, Du Mingxian saw a mountain, but she still needed to figure out the best way to get there.

I was lucky enough to run into an old man who was carrying a small basket on his back and holding a stick, walking slowly forward.

Xia Yu stepped forward and asked, "Sir, could you tell me which hill the Lin family is buried on, and how do I get there?"

The old man turned around and looked at him suspiciously. "Who are you people?"

"Having received kindness from the Lin family, I wanted to come and offer incense during the New Year."

The old man didn't think much of it. "Then come with me. I'm going to offer incense too."

Seeing that the old man was walking slowly, Xia Yu suggested, "Why don't you get on our carriage and show us the way?"

The carriage curtain had been lifted, and Du Mingxian and Madam Zhou had already looked over. There were quite a lot of things in the carriage, enough to squeeze in one more person, but it was a bit cramped.

The old man glanced at the four women. "No need, I can walk by myself."

The old man seemed stubborn, so they didn't insist. They just followed him slowly. They had arrived at their destination and were about to take the small path.

The carriage could only go about a hundred meters before it had to stop because it needed to go up a side path.

In the end, Xia Yu stayed behind, while Chun Feng went up with her.

Fortunately, Du Mingxian had anticipated this possibility, so she hurriedly sewed two cloth bags before coming, which could hold some things. All three of them carried some on their backs.

Finally, Xia Yu suggested that she go along too. After delivering the goods, she would come down. There was no one around at this time, so the carriage should be fine.

Seeing the remaining paper money in the carriage, Du Mingxian did not refuse again.

The path was covered in snow, making it difficult to walk, and the elderly person walked very slowly.

Chunfeng stepped forward and said, "I'll carry this on your back, so you won't fall."

The old man was afraid of falling, after all, he was getting on in years, and a fall was no joke, so he let Chunfeng help him walk forward.

This path looks like it's been used by people, but it's not exposed to sunlight, so the snow hasn't melted. It's become increasingly slippery with each step, making it very difficult to walk on.

No one spoke. A wind picked up, and some loose snowflakes blew over, feeling quite cold on our faces.

Du Mingxian supported Da Zhou Shi, afraid that she would fall.

The group walked forward for a while with their heads covered. The smooth road surface disappeared, and the snow was gone. Du Mingxian looked up and saw the cemetery.

Good people are still rewarded.

There were many small graves, each one cleaned up, but none of them had tombstones; only the two in front were relatively large.

There were also traces of people burning paper money in front of it.

The cemetery is on a mountain, so you have to look up. Apart from the cemetery itself, the surrounding area is all trees, and it's bare now in winter.

"This is the Lin family's grave. Let's burn the offerings here. Everyone who comes can burn them here. They will receive them." After saying this, the old man began to take things out of his basket.

The old man was very thoughtful; he even brought some homemade food, though not much, but it was a small token of his appreciation—a few fried vegetarian meatballs and a few white flour dumplings.

It looks ordinary, but it's probably the best thing the old man could bring out.

Du Mingxian glanced back at Xia Yu, who put down her things and immediately turned to leave.

They had forgotten to bring it.

It was only then that Madam Zhou remembered, "Mingxian, we..."

"Mother, let's burn it first. Xia Yu went to buy it; he can ride a horse very fast."

"it is good."

Since it was their first time there, they weren't in a hurry. Instead, they waited for the old woman to finish burning the offerings and to leave, and only then did Da Zhou Shi and Du Mingxian begin preparing to start.

Spring Breeze, fearing the old man might fall, carried him a short distance until they reached the main road where there was no snow, then returned.

Du Mingxian and the others brought a lot of paper money, but they couldn't put it all in at once. Even though it snowed in winter, if they really set the tree on fire, it would probably all burn.

They burned it little by little, not in a hurry, and Zhou Shi kept muttering to herself as she burned it.

"This is the first time I've heard about this in all these years. I'm sure you are watching over me from heaven. When I was a child, I got separated from my family and we were on the road fleeing famine."

"It's really good luck that I, as a child, wasn't taken away and eaten. I was able to meet my adoptive parents and survive."

“I’m doing very well. My child is also very filial. Her name is Mingxian. She also has a child named An’an. The little guy is very smart.”

Du Mingxian herself couldn't explain herself clearly, so she believed that ghosts existed in this world, and that's why she didn't say a word while listening to Da Zhou Shi muttering.

I just quietly accompanied the burning paper, watching the fire, afraid that the wind would blow away even the smallest spark.

As the fire burned, Du Mingxian noticed that the flames in front of them began to swirl. At first, they were small, but later... they became quite exaggerated and grew larger and larger. Fearing that the fire would burn Da Zhou Shi, Du Mingxian hurriedly pulled the people away.

Upon seeing this scene, tears instantly streamed down Da Zhou's face. She then said, "I'm fine. I know it's you who came to see me because you were worried about me."

“I’m living a comfortable life now. I had some bad luck with people before, but things are all good now. You can rest assured. As for your grievances and those people from back then, as long as they are still alive, we will find a way to avenge them.”

"But..." she herself was unsure at this point, "I don't know if it will work. I can only say that I will try my best, but I am incompetent."

These words caused a stir.