Lin Shiquan said this to Lin Jinyong, actually with a bit of an ulterior motive. Because he knew that Lin Chang would absolutely not allow him to stay in the villa of Mrs. Lin San with his sister for a long time, which would cause so much gossip. Once the funeral was over, Lin Chang and others like Lin Dashi would definitely try every means to get the two siblings back, and once they left this shelter, even if his sister had managed to narrowly escape this time, she would still be in danger of meeting an untimely end in the future.

  Over the past decade or so, he has lost two sisters.

  The same thing he wanted to get, Mrs. Lin San would not have thought of it. Helping others may be a temporary excitement, a temporary pity, but to help a non-kin and non-friend for a long time without fear of trouble, whoever it is must carefully consider before making up their mind. But he had no way out, so whether Lin Jianrong and Mrs. Lin San agreed or not, he would have to rely on them - not asking the Tao family directly but asking Lin Jianrong, which came from an inexplicable intuition, he felt that Lin Jianrong, such a soft little girl, would definitely not refuse him.

  He took a deep breath, looking at Lin Jianrong who was silent and unresponsive, and Gong Mama who was angry and furious. He was ready to fall apart, sweep away all his dignity, and desperately beg for help. Just as he was about to kneel down, Lin Jianrong calmly spoke up, "Alright. Those who work hard to support themselves and their loved ones should be respected. I will speak on behalf of Third Brother and Mother. This matter is not easy to handle here, so I'll discuss it with Grandfather." Lin Shiquan was overjoyed, and the tears he had been holding back earlier flowed uncontrollably down his face. He wiped them away with his sleeve and bowed sincerely, "Thank you, Fourth Sister. No matter what kind of job it is, I won't be picky. After Mother's funeral, I can start working. Please keep track of these expenses, one day I will repay them double." He would kneel down to beg for mercy from the Taos and Lin Jianrong for his sister's survival, but he was unwilling to thicken his skin and follow his father and brother in calling out "Third Aunt" and "Fourth Sister". He knew all too well that after several generations of separation, there were no emotional ties, no interactions, what kind of relatives were they? It was more awkward to call them with a lack of confidence, it was better to call them Third Madam and Fourth Sister instead.

  Lin Jian said calmly, "Third brother, I respect you for being kind to your siblings and having ambition. You pity little sister for losing her mother at birth and having no one to rely on, it's not that I'm expecting you to repay me. If you can return these feelings in the future, I'll be happy, because it means you have a conscience; if you can't, I won't be angry. Everything is up to each person's heart, so a title or name can't explain anything." Lin Shiquan was silent for a long time before finally calling out softly, "Fourth sister." Lin Jian smiled slightly and stood up to bow to him, responding, "Third brother." That night, the newborn girl got a name: Liu'er. It means 'remaining in the world with difficulty'.

  On the second day, Tao Shi finally listened to Lin Jianrong's advice: "Having come this far, it doesn't matter if we take a few more steps... He can read and bear hardships, has feelings, has ambition, is someone worth promoting, and will be a helpful assistant to Seventh Brother in the future. His family said that his mother and Liu'er got along well, and after his mother passed away, there were elders willing to take care of him, which was also a reasonable thing to do. As for Third Brother, just say that we need his help, and his family will not refuse." From then on, Lin Shiquan became a member of this household.

  The news spread back to the Lin family's old mansion, and the whole Lin family was in an uproar. Some people said that Tao Shi had ulterior motives and wanted to win a good reputation; some people provoked Lin Yizhen, saying that Tao Shi was guarding against him, not treating him as a son, and helping Lin Shenzhi find someone to deal with him; some people provoked Lin Shenzhi, saying that Tao Shi had taken in a fake son and didn't want him anymore; some people went to look for Old Master Lin San, saying that Tao Shi didn't put him in her eyes, such a big thing wasn't discussed with him as the husband, and her dowry was going to be fooled away by unrelated outsiders. Old Master Lin San was furious, wanting to rush to the Zhuangzi immediately to rectify the situation, but was persuaded by Lin Jianyin.

  The matter reached Old Master Lin's ears through Lin Shenzhi. After some thought, he only said one sentence: "Doing good deeds and accumulating virtues is a good thing. With many people and many mouths to feed, how can the people of my Lin family watch their clansmen make mistakes without hearing or asking about it, thereby bringing shame? Little Seventh, you must remember that if you have a future, you should try your best to help your clansmen. Reputation is not built up in one day, only families that do good deeds and accumulate virtues will have good fortune."

  And so the matter was dropped. No one dared say anything against the Tao family again.

  During the New Year, Tao's family didn't return to their old house until the 20th of the twelfth lunar month. However, they only stayed until the fifth day of the new year before taking Lin Jianrong back to the villa to continue her recovery. Lin Shenzhi continued to cry and complain, while Tao's family remained heartless and unyielding - although when she was at home, she couldn't bear to part with Lin Shenzhi for even a moment, but seeing her eldest daughter's increasingly steady demeanor, Lin Shenzhi's improving handwriting and increasing knowledge of books, she became more determined than ever to cut off the root of her illness and return as soon as possible! Lin Jianrong only chatted quietly with Lin Jianyin and played with Lin Shenzhi, without meeting with visitors like Lin Yuzhen who came to pay their respects during the New Year. Naturally, she didn't know that Lu Xian and Lu Yun had both learned how to play the sheng.

  The spring thunder suddenly rang out, and the refreshing spring rain poured down. It seemed that overnight, the grass and trees in the fields woke up one after another, dyeing the fields, gardens, and courtyards with a soft and tender green color. Next, the pink cherry blossoms, white pear blossoms, red apricot blossoms, and beautiful peach blossoms all unfolded on their branches, showing off their charming freshness, truly an infinite spring scenery.

  In the afternoon, the weather was fine, with a gentle breeze. The busy farmers in the fields didn't even want to go home, so they just sat on the ridge of the field, drinking water from their gourds and eating the food brought by their families. They chatted happily about farming matters, gossiping about other people's affairs, and of course, talking the most about Lin Shiquan, who had suddenly come to help at the Tao family's farm after his mother died, and his sister Lier, who was said to have "killed her mother", as well as the affairs of the Lin Changye family.

  Some people sighed that Lin Changye was ruthless, and Lin Dashao and others were black-hearted. Lin Shiquan and the little girl were pitiful, but also praised Tao Shi and Lin Jianrong for being kind-hearted. Some people envied Lin Shiquan for relying on the Lin family's big tree, while others worried about whether this young master could bear the hardships of serving as a steward.

  No matter how others look at him, Lin Shiquan, wearing a green robe and cloth shoes, still diligently guards the tree shade beside the field ridge, warmly greeting the passing tenants with "hard work", his sharp eyes inspecting whether the farm work is done meticulously.

  Occasionally he would gaze into the distance, seeing the small temple nestled among the green pines and cypresses. He thought of his kind-hearted cousin inside, burning incense and praying for their mother's blessings, and his heart was filled with peace. Although there were a hundred things in life that were not as desired, there were still many good people around.

  At this time, the Qingliang Temple was quiet to an extreme degree - it was another day for Lin Jingrong to burn incense and worship Buddha and soak in the hot springs. The two old nuns naturally closed the temple gate and did not allow anyone to enter or leave.

  In a place where no one could see, Lin Jianrong, wearing a coarse linen garment, crouched on the not-too-high back wall of Qingliang Temple, timidly looking at Miao Ya standing outside the wall.

  Miao Ya stretched out her hand to Lin Jing Rong, encouraging in a low voice, "Jump, jump, just like me, close your eyes and jump down. Don't be afraid, I'll catch you." Lin Jing Rong's face was pale, her hands tightly grasping the wall tiles, her legs trembling, "Your arms are as thin as noodles..." Miao Ya was both angry and amused, "My good girl, my arms may be thin like noodles, but they can still pull you up when you fall. If you don't want to go, then forget it, let's go back." Lin Jing Rong's feet were cramping, a cold sweat breaking out on her palms, her back feeling chilly and numb, she almost wanted to cry, "I don't dare turn around." Miao Ya saw her pitiful state and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Then jump forward, like I did earlier. Quick, be careful not to get seen, or we won't be able to come out again." Lin Jing Rong gritted her teeth, carefully adjusting her posture, closed her eyes and jumped down.

  With a dull thud, she landed on both feet, her legs numb from the impact. But to her surprise, nothing terrible happened. She had actually jumped down from such a great height! And hadn't fallen over! Lin Jing's eyes sparkled with excitement as she composed herself, "Miao Miao, that feeling just now was so strange, like I was flying, but my heart was racing so fast it felt like it was going to jump out!"

  "Yes, girl, you're really something." Miao Yu had long been accustomed to her sudden movements and quickly pulled her hand forward, "Hurry up, my second brother is waiting for us over there. He mended the net till midnight yesterday, when we get down by the river later, don't move around randomly, listen to me. We have to take this path which goes across a wooden bridge that's partially rotten, I almost fell off last time, don't walk on the right side."

  "Good." Lin Jinyong smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, imitating Miao Xia's mannerisms, and ran towards Qingliang Mountain with her feet spread apart. The warm spring breeze swept across her face, and she smelled the unprecedented taste of freedom, unbridled and unrestrained.

  With this leap, she abandoned many things that had been considered absolute in the past.

  Lin Jianrong, who used to be so rigid and conservative, died quietly.

  The two of them had not walked for even the time it takes to drink a cup of tea when a tall and sturdy young man stood up from under a tree by the side of the road, eyeing Lin Jingruo up and down: "What took you so long? I thought you weren't coming." It was Miao Xia's second brother, Tie Er Niu.

  Miao Ya said, "The girl doesn't dare jump over the wall, Second Brother, you wait a moment and find a ladder to go."

  Tie Er Niu let out an "oh" and picked up the axe and fish basket from the ground, his face red as he walked forward with his head down.

  

  Miao Ya threatened, "Second brother, I've told you before, today's matter is not allowed to be spoken of, otherwise I'll tell Father that you stole the rabbit meat and silver silk carbon to roast and eat in the snowy ground, and also stole wine, getting drunk."

  Tie Er Niu glared at her fiercely: "You're dead, are you done? I said I wouldn't say it and I won't. If you don't believe me, then don't want me to follow you, I'll leave." After scolding her, he secretly glanced at Lin Jian Rong again, pretending to be about to walk away.

  Lin Jinyong took a glance at the quiet mountain path, and his heart was still somewhat afraid. He hastily said, "If you suspect others, they will not be used; if you do not suspect others, they will be used. Miao Ya, you are wrong."

  Miao Ya hastily and perfunctorily greeted her brother, saying, "For the young lady's sake, don't be offended, hurry up, time is tight."

  The three of them stopped talking and quietly went along the mountain path.

  In the spring light, a young man in green clothes brought a little servant and slowly walked to the outside of the closed Qingliang Temple. He looked at the closed temple door in surprise and let the little servant knock on the door.

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