The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 353 - 353 353 Thinking too Much

Chapter 353: Chapter 353: Thinking too Much Chapter 353: Chapter 353: Thinking too Much These two have harbored intentions to harm you for a long time. If it hadn’t been Lin Chushui in their way this time, they would have certainly intended you harm in the future.

Now, even if the matters involving these two have been exposed, Lin Caihe’s intention to harm you will not changed. Do you really think it’s enough, as your Grandpa and Third Uncle think, to avoid this by arranging a marriage for her?”

“I know that Lin Caihe and I have long lost sisterly affection for each other.”

Lin Caisang sighed, reflecting on her relationship with Lin Caihe. She couldn’t pinpoint when their relationship had started to turn sour, or even whether it had always been this way.

“Sang, you still don’t get it.”

Ya Molian looked at her, a picture of regret, and gently tapped her on the nose.

“In Lin Caihe’s eyes, you were never her sister. You were the one who stole her family’s care and affection. There was never any sisterly affection.

She sees you as an enemy. She never considered that perhaps without you, her status in the Lin Family might be worse. Looking around the whole Liang Kingdom, which family treats their granddaughter as we do? Without you, would Grandma Qiubo have allowed her to behave so wantonly, doing nothing at home?

She should thank you. Instead, she’s harboring hatred. Such a person, Sang, Lin Caihe is not worthy of your sympathy. Do you understand?”

“I understand.”

How could Lin Caisang not understand Ya Molian’s reasoning? She had figured it all out a long time ago.

“But there are so many people at home. We have to keep up appearances, and it’s not good to distress Grandpa and Grandma, or to embarrass Third Uncle and Third Aunt. After all, they’ve been good to me.”

She didn’t need to save face for Lin Caihe, but what about others, especially Lin Baiyi and Yang Lin? She had to save face for them.

Not to mention Lin Changfeng, who has always been as dear to her as a brother.

Listening to her, Ya Molian fell silent.

Lin Baiyi and Yang Lin were indeed rare, honest and straightforward people. Uncle Baizhong’s kindness to them had not been in vain.

“Once the affairs in Jianan City are settled, I’ll accompany you to Yueya Town to make a dress for Lin Caihe.” He said.

“Okay.”

Lin Caisang nodded.

“Let’s go in and see.”

Having finished the topic of Lin Caihe and expressed his concerns, Ya Molian took Lin Caisang’s hand and they walked together into the fabric shop.

“Since we’re not buying fabric, why are we here?” Lin Caisang, led passively into the fabric shop, asked him.

“You’ll often be out and about in the future. It’s inevitable that you’ll need to make some clothes, not only women’s clothing but also a couple of men’s outfits, for convenience.” Ya Molian turned his head to look at her and explained.

Upon hearing this, Lin Caisang was taken aback, but she quickly understood.

“You think of everything.”

Even her frequent visits outside to treat diseases had been taken into consideration. He really knew her well.

“I can’t always be with you. As you are now, as a healer, you’re not ordinary, and you will inevitably face dangers. Sang, you’re fine for now, but have you ever thought about what would happen if your appearance stopped changing? It would be easy for people to find you.”

Ya Molian looked at her steadily, reminding her.

“Uh.”

Lin Caisang raised her hand and touched her own face.

What did he mean, her appearance would stop changing? That sounded like a euphemism for saying that once she lost weight and her face thinned down, it would stay that way.