Reborn as a Rich Woman in the Eighties
Chapter 454 - 453: Really Similar

Chapter 454: Chapter 453: Really Similar

Lin Xia listened to the past recounted by Song Zhiyi, feeling a sigh for her deceased mother and the tricks of fate!

If she hadn’t been lost back then, her mother surely would have had a different kind of life, rather than growing up in the Yu Family and suffering so much from such a young age.

As she grew a bit older, she followed others to Spring City to find work, and after marrying Lin Aiguo, she suffered too much hardship and torture.

Of course, if her mother hadn’t married Lin Aiguo, perhaps there wouldn’t be the existence of the several siblings.

But at this moment, looking at the people sitting in her own living room, she didn’t feel much excitement. Perhaps if her mother were still alive, with her as a link, maybe there would be different emotions.

Now what she considered more was the very realistic issue of whether acknowledging these relatives would bring trouble or constraints to her and her siblings in the future.

"How did your mother pass away?" the old man had held back for a long time, and he had too many questions for which he wanted answers.

For the daughter they could never find again, he and his wife were filled with guilt.

They had never given up searching, always hoping that one day they could be reunited as a family.

But life is unpredictable, and she had left this world early.

Fortunately, she left behind children.

Lin Xia said, "She passed away due to illness!"

Song Zhiyi hurried to introduce Lin Xia, "Lin Xia! Lin Qiu! This is your grandfather, Qin Zeming!"

Lin Xia hadn’t returned when they already knew that the man named Yu Hongli was a cousin.

"Hello!" Lin Xia greeted politely, but she did not call him grandfather or any other term of endearment. She really felt somewhat unable to say it all of a sudden.

Lin Qiu also timidly echoed Lin Xia with a greeting. Facing the old man who was virtually a stranger, she felt a sense of kinship, but inside her feelings were complex.

Her mother’s short life had not been blessed with much happiness, but had been full of hardship and suffering.

Looking at these people, their clothes and demeanor clearly indicated they lived well.

This was the glaring disparity!

Old Master Qin looked at them with a smile and moist eyes. He knew it wasn’t easy for the children to accept these strangers they had never met before immediately.

This matter would require a buffering time for anyone.

Song Zhiyi then pointed to a middle-aged man who seemed serious and said, "This is your eldest uncle, Qin Ziheng!"

Lin Xia nodded, and she and Lin Qiu greeted Qin Ziheng.

Qin Ziheng was tall and sturdily built. His appearance could not be considered handsome, but he truly embodied the saying of a powerful countenance, one glimpse of which revealed a commanding presence.

The remaining two young men, one was Qin Ziheng’s eldest son, Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang inherited his looks from Qin Ziheng, not particularly handsome, but with distinctive and expressive eyebrows and large, spirited eyes.

The Lin sisters greeted him.

The tall and well-featured young man was introduced by Song Zhiyi as the old master’s assistant, Jiu Yuan.

"...We also have a second uncle named Qin Ziping. He’s out of town and can’t make it in a short time, but you’ll meet him in the future! My mother is named Qin Zibing! You’ve seen her picture; she has passed away too! Your mother was named Qin Ziwen..."

Qin Ziwen! In comparison to the name Wanhua, how pleasant and modern it sounded!

Lin Xia and Lin Qiu exchanged glances, and a mix of sadness and complexity flashed through their eyes.

Old Master Qin kindly asked, "Lin Xia, do you have a photograph of your mother?" He was eager to see what his long-lost daughter looked like.

Lin Xia could feel the old master’s intense longing and anticipation, "Yes!"

It was the only group photo her mother had taken with the four children, which they had cherished over the years.

Qin Zeming’s eyes brimmed with tears as he said excitedly, "Good! Good! Can I take a look at it?"

"Of course!" Lin Xia asked Lin Qiu to fetch it.

Seizing the opportunity, Qin Ziheng asked, "Lin Xia, where is your father?"

Song Zhiyi had gone to Gaobei Slope to investigate and had already learned some details about the situation of Lin Xia and the others.

Lin Xia glanced at Yu Hongli sitting in the corner before responding, "After my mother passed away, he remarried, and a few years ago, we moved out to live on our own!"

Those past events couldn’t be clearly expressed in just a sentence or two.

The faces of the Qin Family members showed various expressions; they were all savvy enough not to miss any clues.

Lin Qiu came out of the Eastern House at this moment, handing an old black-and-white photo with serrated edges to Qin Zeming.

Immediately, Jiu Yuan handed him a pair of reading glasses.

Qin Zeming’s fingertips trembled ever so slightly as he caressed the people in the black-and-white photo, which was a group picture featuring a woman with four children.

"They resemble her! They really do look like your grandmother when she was young!" He immediately turned to Song Zhiyi and commanded, "Zhiyi, show Lin Xia and the others the photo of your grandmother!"

He believed that after the children saw it, they would certainly recognize some kinship.

"Alright!" Song Zhiyi hastily handed the prepared photo album to Lin Xia and the others.

Lin Xia and Lin Qiu, with their heads together, were looking at it, and when they saw the photograph that really resembled their mother, both touched it excitedly. Indeed, it bore a striking resemblance!

Lin Qiu, holding back tears for a long time, finally broke down, "Sister! She really does look like our mom! But she carries herself with more grace!"

"Yes!" Lin Xia also choked up. Her mother’s eyes had been dim and lacked confidence, unlike the person in the photo who radiated lively spirit, yet their facial features were similar.

This confirmed even more that they must be related.

Lin Xia then began to share stories about her mother with them...

Wu Zhengyang returned home from work and noticed two jeeps parked at the gate. He curiously glanced towards Lin Qiu’s house, wondering who could have come to visit.

But then, he scoffed at himself and shook his head with a bitter smile, wondering what it had to do with him who visited.

Wu Zhengyang pushed his bike through the entrance and immediately saw his mother skulking suspiciously by the side of the house next to the partition.

Wu’s mother saw him, too. She hurriedly moved away from there and gestured for him to be quiet.

Yet, Wu Zhengyang still approached and asked, "Mom! What are you doing?"

Wu’s mother glared at him furiously, then quickly turned and entered the house. Her son was really driving her to the brink of madness!

She had figured that with the summer weather, everyone would have their windows and doors open, and she could sneakily listen to what was being said by the visitors at the Lin Family’s house.

The spot where she stood was right behind a dense partition, so nobody next door would notice a person standing silently.

Now everything was spoiled by her son’s loud voice. The people in the nearby courtyard could hear as well, and who knows what they would think!

Wu Zhenghong came out of the kitchen with a dish and saw her mother’s displeased face. She asked, "Mom! Didn’t you say you were fetching firewood? Where is it?"

"Let him fetch it!" Wu’s mother said angrily as she entered the Eastern House.

Wu Zhengyang glanced at his elder sister and followed her into the house.

Seeing this, Wu Zhenghong put the dish on the table and went inside as well.

Wu Zhengyang asked, "Mom! Who came to Lin Qiu’s house?"

"How would I know who it was?" Wu’s mother snapped at him in a hushed voice, "I had just heard a bit of noise when you deliberately spoke to me. You’re always up to no good!"

Wu Zhengyang gave a bitter smile.

"Those people said they were their relatives!" Wu Zhenghong provided the answer for him.