The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 165 "Digging for Gold"

That afternoon.

When Grandma Ning ate the mushroom and meat sauce noodles, the old lady, who had experienced both happiness and hardship, was stunned for a moment before speeding up her eating.

She's moving faster than an old lady.

Cat Egg was dumbfounded.

"Grandma, slow down, don't choke," he said hurriedly.

Grandma Ning didn't slow down. She swallowed the noodles in her mouth before saying, "I can't slow down. I haven't had a decent meal in years!"

“No,” Cat Egg exposed her. “My Aunt Lin just sent me some delicious chicken soup a while ago.”

“How can these be the same?” said Grandma Ning.

Cat Egg didn't argue with Grandma; instead, she looked serious and said, "Aunt Lin taught me how to make it. Grandma likes to eat it... I'll make it for you."

Grandma Ning was deeply moved. "My grandson is so filial. I am so lucky to have him."

She truly felt she was lucky. Her family was well-off when she was young, she never suffered hardship, she never suffered mistreatment after marriage, her son was successful (though he passed away), her daughter-in-law was good, and her grandson was sensible and filial.

Cat Egg was used to his grandma praising him like that, so his expression didn't change at all. He even said, "I'll cook it as soon as I buy the meat."

Grandma Ning said with anticipation, "Life is getting better and better."

"In five or six years, I'll be able to earn work points, and then I'll make dumplings, steamed buns, and chicken soup for Grandma every day." Cat Egg's innocent face was full of seriousness.

Grandma Ning: "..."

"Don't you want to be a worker?" she asked.

"How can they become workers?" Cat Egg looked at his grandmother, meat sauce smeared on the corner of his mouth, and licked it off with his tongue. "All the uncles and elders in the village want to be workers, why can't they?"

He frowned slightly. "Grandma, people need to be practical and down-to-earth. A secure job isn't something a country bumpkin like us can hold onto."

Grandma Ning: I got a lecture from my grandson...

"Why can't we take it?" Grandma Ning revealed to her grandson, "I can't control what others do, but you will definitely be able to become a worker, as long as you graduate from junior high school."

"?" Cat Egg looked helpless, wondering where his grandma got her confidence from.

Grandma Ning could tell that her grandson didn't believe her, and she was extremely frustrated, but she didn't say anything more.

Hmph! He'll find out when he grows up!
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county.

Not far from the train station.

Lin Shifan stood in the shade, leaning on his cane, watching his parents walk into the wasteland. After walking around in circles a few times, they stopped, squatted down, and started digging something.

He was full of questions.

After waiting a while, I couldn't resist hopping over on one leg.

Before he could speak, he met Song Xi's slightly displeased eyes.

"Why are you running around like that? Don't you want to have legs anymore?"

Lin Shifan touched the tip of his nose, awkwardly changing the subject, "Mom, what are you and Dad digging for?"

Since her son had suffered, Song Xiwei couldn't bear to say much to him and replied, "...dig for gold."

That's the truth.

However, Lin Shifan did not believe it.

"Pfft—" He laughed out loud, glancing around. It was the middle of nowhere, not even a dog in sight.

"There's no gold here. Father, Mother, where did you get the idea that there's gold here? You've been fooled." Lin Shifan suppressed a laugh.

Lin Heling raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly, "What if I do?"

Lin Shifan chuckled and shamelessly said, "If you really have any, give me some."

"..." I really shouldn't have had too high expectations for the third brother's thick skin.

Lin Heling dismissed him, "Go sit over there. If you still want to stay in the army, don't strain your legs."

Lin Shifan lowered his eyes and looked at his sluggish right leg, something flashing in his eyes.

I'm afraid I won't be able to keep him.

He loved being a soldier so much, and he couldn't bear to leave his comrades. He had many regrets in his heart, but if he had to leave, he would leave with dignity.

Ugh, I've convinced myself, but the thought of leaving the military makes my eyes sting so badly.

"Who are you trying to impress with your dejected look? You're not acting like a proper soldier at all!" Song Xiwei slapped Lin Shifan on the back. She was incredibly strong, capable of lifting a wild boar weighing over 200 pounds. The slap made the young man wince in pain.

Before she could even beg her father for comfort, Song Xi looked at him with disdain.

“You’ve only seen a few doctors for your leg. If Western medicine doesn’t work, there’s always traditional Chinese medicine. What are you afraid of? If all else fails, your father and I will take you to the capital to see the best doctors. You’re a soldier with a strong will, not even as strong as an ordinary country woman like me.”

Lin Shifan's eyes looked strange.

An ordinary country woman?

He's almost forgotten what the word "ordinary" means.

"Mother." Lin Shifan coughed twice, clutching his chest, looking miserable as if he had been beaten and suffered internal injuries.

Song Xiwei brushed his face away, "Get out of the way, don't disturb your father and me from doing our business."

Lin Shifan's face was covered in injuries.
They used to call him Shi Fan and San'er, but after only a few days of affection, he's become someone they picked up.

"Fanfan, find a clean place to sit. Your mother and I will be done in a bit. Once we find the gold, we'll take you out to eat," Lin Heling said gently, comforting San'er's little heart.

Lin Shifan rubbed his feet uncomfortably. Sigh, he was almost thirty, why was his father still calling him by his childhood nickname?

He wanted to express his dissatisfaction, but fearing Ms. Song's outburst, he didn't dare to provoke her.

He dared not exert himself on his injured leg, lest the wound reopen, so he did not go forward to help. Instead, he trampled down the dry, yellowed grass that had been baked by the scorching sun, sat down on the ground, stretched out his injured leg, and watched his busy parents.

"Father, Mother, would you like some water?" Lin Shifan called out.

"No, you drink it yourself." Lin Heling didn't turn her head and started walking again, silently counting in her mind.

“This should be the place,” he said to Song Xiwei.

Song Xiwei didn't disbelieve it and kept digging. Without a suitable tool, even though she was strong, it was still inconvenient to dig.

"Mother, catch!" Lin Shifan called out, tossing over his cane. "Use this to dig."

Afraid that his mother would use too much force and break his tool leg, he hurriedly said, "Be gentle!"

Song Xiwei glanced at him and said, "I understand."

After saying that, he added, "If it breaks, I'll carry you back."

Lin Shifan cracked open.

do not.

He's quite burdened.

Song Xiwei used her cane to dig in the same spot.

She had the right tools and was very strong. Progress was encouraging.

About ten minutes later.

The wooden crate, covered in loess and unrecognizable, was exposed to the air.

"They're out." Lin Heling's eyes brightened. "If I remember correctly, there were ten gold bars inside, and some miscellaneous jewelry."

As he spoke, Song Xiwei squatted down, reached out, and with a forceful pull, pulled out the wooden box.

With a soft rustling sound, the soil outside the wooden box began to fall.

She dusted it off, revealing the complete wooden box.

The box is engraved with intricate patterns and is extremely exquisite. It has an arched lid with a small lock on it.

Hearing his father's words, Lin Shifan dragged his injured leg over and was shocked to see that his parents had actually dug something out.

"!"

"Dad, what's this?" He was shocked.

Lin Heling's eyes showed helplessness, but her tone was patient enough: "Didn't I say it's gold?"

"No, no, what I mean is..." Lin Shifan stammered in surprise, "I mean, where did this come from?"

Lin Heling smiled, "It's ours."

Lin Shifan thought his father was joking. As a soldier, he was full of righteousness and immediately said, "Father, ill-gotten gains should not be taken."

Lin Heling didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.

He laughed and explained, "This is something I buried before."

The wrinkles between Lin Shifan's brows disappeared, and his eyes showed undisguised astonishment. He exclaimed with delight, "Father, you remember who you are?"

He wasn't possessive of his father's money; he just wanted his father's head to stop hurting so much after he regained his memories!
"I still remember things intermittently, incompletely, like fragments," Lin Heling said.

However, he found that when he thought of the box of gold, his head swelled up, but it was within a tolerable range, unlike before when he had a splitting headache and felt like he was half-dead.

This is progress.

Great progress.

Therefore, he no longer felt so...apprehensive when recalling this incident.

Lin Shifan was happy for his father. "That way you won't have headaches anymore!" an excited voice rang out.

Before Meng Jiusi was recognized, he was the youngest son of the Lin family. His parents doted on him, his older brothers pampered him, and his uncle spoiled him. He lived a very comfortable life and had everything he wanted.

He was relaxed and at ease with his family, especially his parents, without a trace of the rigid formality he had developed during his military training.

Lin Heling patted San'er's head, feeling a prickly sensation on his palm.

He was slightly taken aback.

In the blink of an eye, San'er has grown into a young man. I still remember the year I sent him off to join the army. He touched San'er's head, and his hair was still soft. In just a few years, that naive, fearless brat has become a real young man.

"Father, what's wrong?" Lin Shifan touched his face. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

He leaned closer and shamelessly said, "Having basked in the sun and felt the wind of my hometown, I've become even more handsome?"

Lin Heling: "..."

Song Xiwei offered a fair assessment: "No matter how handsome you are, you're not as handsome as your father."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Heling and asked, "Does this box have a key?"

“It’s long gone,” Lin Heling replied.

He fled in panic and lost many things.

Song Xi nodded slightly, then pulled hard, and the small lock on the exquisite wooden box was pulled off.

"Alright." The tone was indifferent.

It was as if he had whipped away the fierce and menacing bandits back then.

Lin Heling looked over with loving eyes.

"Amazing!" he exclaimed.

Long, slender, and beautiful hands opened the wooden box.

A dozen or so gold bars gleamed blindingly in the sunlight.

"Hiss!" Lin Shifan, who had never seen the world before, hissed.

Lin Heling patted San'er's shoulder, his voice gentle, but his words were slightly sharp.

"Don't look like you've never seen anything like this before. Our Lin family has plenty of these kinds of things."

This is a feeling that comes to him subconsciously.

Coming to his senses, and remembering that he couldn't recall anything else, he cleared his throat and said, "If I remember correctly, there are twelve gold bars in this wooden box. Your mother and I have four sons and one daughter. We'll give each of you two bars, and your mother and I will keep two bars. The rest of the jewelry... we'll leave to your mother and Zhaozhao."

Lin Heling divided the contents of the wooden box in a few words.

Song Xiwei counted the gold bars inside, "There are indeed twelve gold bars."

One of them isn't light either.

Having more sons is not worth much; she prefers her daughters. "This box is also for Zhaozhao; she likes antiques."

This box is made of huanghuali wood; Zhaozhao will definitely like it.

Lin Shifan had no objection.

He picked up a gold bar and weighed it in his hand.

"It's terribly heavy," he commented seriously.

"Dad, you're so carefree. You just throw away so many valuable things like that? Aren't you afraid someone will pick them up?"

It wasn't buried very deep. If it rains, the soil on top will be blown away, and the box will be exposed.

Where did this young master come from?

Lin Heling's eyes remained calm. "Compared to life, these are all external things."

He paused for a moment before saying, "Besides... I'm lucky, I won't lose it."

As it turns out, the property and money he lost... are still there.

Lin Shifan put the gold bars back, closed them, and reached for the box.

"Don't care about your legs!" Song Xiwei slapped his hand away and casually shoved the cane into his palm. "I'll give it to you when I get back. You money-grubber, you don't even have a girlfriend, what do you need gold bars for?"

As the only unmarried person in the family who has never even dated, Lin Shifan's status in the family has been steadily declining.

He didn't say a word.

Ugh.

Originally, there was Xiao Si who could act as a shield, but who knew he already had two children!

Seeing San'er looking so pitiful, Lin Heling smiled and smoothed things over, "Xiwei, let's go, let's eat first, and then go see Zhaozhao."

"It's Zhao Zhao's birthday, and this is the first time we haven't been there. I hope she's not upset."

He lowered his eyebrows and said, "I wonder if she ate the longevity noodles."

Thinking of her daughter's sullen mood, the daughter twirled her fingertips, feeling heartbroken.

"Didn't you say that even with your brother-in-law around, he wouldn't make longevity noodles for Zhaozhao?" Lin Shifan's smile vanished, his voice turning frosty as he clasped his hands together and squeezed them hard, making a cracking sound.

Lin Heling was very satisfied with Gu Chenghuai as her son-in-law, and he had nothing but praise for Zhaozhao.

"Don't overthink it, Cheng Huai treats Zhao Zhao very well."

Lin Shifan: "Oh."

If that's the case, why should Mom and Dad worry?

Do not understand.

He'll probably only understand this when he has a daughter.

As they spoke, Song Xiwei put the wooden box into a snakeskin bag, carried it with one hand, and helped Lin Shifan walk to flat ground.

After the family of three finished their meal, they boarded an oxcart and headed towards the Fengshou Brigade.

Several children were playing at the entrance of the village.

Lin Heling saw her twin grandsons and spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft.

His warm voice conveyed a sense of joy.

“Yu Bao, Heng Bao”.

Yu Bao and Heng Bao went out for a walk with the dog, and for the nth time, they were bothered by other children to talk about the provincial capital.

The two brothers weren't stingy. While Big Yellow and Amber were strolling around, they sat cross-legged on a small stone under a tree and started talking, one of them beginning and the other adding to the story.

Not long after they finished speaking, they heard someone calling them.

The two brothers looked in the direction of the sound.

Upon seeing the people on the oxcart, he paused for a moment, then rushed over like a gust of wind.

She kept calling out, "Grandpa, Grandma!"

Song Xiwei jumped off the oxcart, picked up Yu Bao and Heng Bao one by one, tossed them into the air, and caught them steadily. The two children shouted with joy.

Wow, it's so high!

Lin Shifan was very envious.

He also wanted to let his nephew do this!
He glared at his injured leg with hatred, feeling so frustrated he wanted to go crazy.

While Grandma was tossing her younger brother aside, Yu Bao sized up the stranger in military uniform and asked, "Grandpa, who's this?"

Wearing the same clothes as Dad, are you Dad's comrade-in-arms?
Before Lin Heling could speak, Lin Shifan revealed his white teeth and introduced himself: "Your third uncle, my dear third uncle, your mother's third brother, my own brother."

Yu Bao's eyes widened, and his usually calm older brother raised his voice.

"Hengbao, it's my third uncle, the one who sent me milk tablets and dried dates!"

He left those words behind and ran home.

As soon as he got to the front door, he shouted, "Mom, my third uncle is back!"

"And my maternal grandparents too!"

Knowing that Lin Zhao was thinking about the three people who had come, Yu Bao didn't keep them in suspense and called out their names one after another.

Lin Zhao walked out of the room.

"Your third uncle and your maternal grandparents are back?" she confirmed.

"Yes."

Lin Zhao strode out the door and looked towards the village entrance, where he saw three familiar figures in the distance.

Jog over.

"Father, Mother, Third Brother," she called out, stepping forward to help Lin Shifan up, her voice full of concern: "Third Brother, how's your leg? Does it hurt? If it hurts, don't bear it, I'll go find a cart to push you."

Lin Shifan's outwardly strong but inwardly weak heart instantly melted into water.

That's fucking ridiculous.

"It's nothing!" He raised his head and waved his hand. "It'll be fine after half a month of rest!"

Lin Zhao was skeptical, thinking to himself, "Later, I'll take my third brother to see Grandpa Meng."

(End of this chapter)