499 The Secret About the Past 117 (1/2)
”If you can't even interrupt, who are you talking to right now, then? You're so young yet so full of ideas,” Jin Qingyan scoffed.
Jin Yiheng grimaced at Jin Qingyan with pouted lips and continued having breakfast.
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After thinking it through thoroughly once more, Mr. Jin decided to change his mind at the thought of having to support himself through his retirement.
Although he felt indebted to Xu Youran, he knew that she would not change her attitude towards him for the better. What was the point of making such a redundant sacrifice?
The portion of shares he had would ensure a comfortable life ahead and he would not have to ask his son for money.
He received a call from Xu Youran, which snapped him out of his thoughts.
She requested to move her mother's grave elsewhere.
Mr. Jin agreed without hesitation.
They agreed to meet at the Jin family's old mansion.
Mr. Jin waited at home for Xu Youran, who only arrived more than an hour later.
She brought along a bunch of men with her who carried tools with them, clearly there to move the tomb.
Xu Youran showed up in front of him while donning a pair of shades. ”Where's my mother's grave?” she asked coldly.
”Have you found a suitable graveyard?”
”You don't have to worry about that. If it weren't because of you people, my mother probably wouldn't have died,” Xu Youran hissed in contempt.
”Your mother killed herself, we didn't force her to die. I know I let you and your mother down, but it's all too late to say anything now. Follow me.”
Mr. Jin took the lead and walked towards the Jin family ancestral graveyard.
Xu Youran's mother's corpse was not buried within the ancestral graveyard and had instead been lowered into the ground nearby.
All of the coffins buried in the Jin family graveyard belonged to the rightful members of the Jin family, and those who did not have a status, like Xu Youran's biological mother, were not allowed to be buried there.
Mrs. Jin was dead against the idea of burying her within the yard of the mansion back then. She initially wanted to bury her somewhere on the mountains instead. However, the conscience-stricken Mr. Jin did not allow it.
Thus, Mr. and Mrs. Jin had a cold war over the matter that had lasted for a long period of time back then.
Mrs. Jin was utterly disappointed in Mr. Jin at that time.
After walking for ten minutes, they arrived at a secluded area in the mansion of the yard.
A tombstone was set in the ground in the middle of nowhere.
”This is your mother's grave.”
Tears welled up in Xu Youran's eyes, though they were kept obscure beneath her shades, which she refused to take off, for she did not want to reveal her true emotions to anyone.
She stepped forward quietly and got onto her knees before kowtowing thrice. ”Mother, it's me, your daughter. I'm here to take you away with me. You insisted on remaining in the Jin family mansion while you were still alive, but at the end of the day, he still refused to give you a proper status. You've stayed here long enough. It's too lonely for you to be here all by yourself. Isn't it better to move you next to Grandma and Grandpa? That way, you can watch over them too,” she said.
After finishing her words, she stood up and instructed the men, ”Dig out the coffin.”
The bunch of eight men began digging the soil on top of the coffin toward the side while Mr. Jin and Xu Youran stood by the side to wait.
The coffin began to show gradually after more than ten minutes of continuous digging.
Once all the soil was removed from the top of the coffin, the men then lifted the coffin up from the ground with some tools and placed it onto the ground above.
Xu Youran stepped forward and took a look at the coffin to find that it was still intact and in pristine condition with no signs of decay, though there was slight discoloration. After all, it was not easy for a coffin to be maintained so well throughout the vast number of years.
After the men removed the nails which held the lid and the coffin together, Xu Youran reached out to open the coffin slowly, her hands trembling slightly.