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Lin Jin wanted to reach out to support his father, lest he stagger and almost trip over himself.But Lin Muhai pushed her away, and only let her follow one meter behind him, not allowed to get close.

Lin Jin didn't know what he meant, so he could only helplessly follow behind him, and sometimes he had to be careful if he would trip over something under his feet.

Lin Muhai tremblingly walked under Yaoyao's peach tree, gently caressed the mottled skin of the peach tree with his hands that had been as dry as sticks due to the pain and torture, and for a moment they were so naturally integrated into one body , It seems that they should be so tightly fitted together by birth.

"Ah Xiu..." Lin Muhai rested his forehead on the tree trunk and let out a soft sigh, but Lin Jin didn't hear what he said clearly.

Lin Jin walked over, holding the Luoyang shovel her father gave her just now, and asked softly, "Dad, what are we going to do now?"

Lin Muhai cautiously turned around and looked around, and found that there was no suspicious figure, so he pulled Lin Jin to his side mysteriously, and said, "Xiao Jin, I have been looking for your mother for so many years, and finally I found out that she It's here! I should have known, I should have known that she liked this place so much, she would definitely want to come back..."

Lin Jin hurriedly stopped Lin Muhai from muttering to himself, and calmly and calmly opened his nails that had been deeply cut into his flesh.

Lin Muhai was so excited that he didn't notice what Lin Jin was doing. He pointed to the space under the peach tree and said, "Ah Xiu is right below, really, you believe me, they don't even want to believe me... "

Lin Jin patted him on the back, as if coaxing a child, and said, "I know, I know your Axiu is here, let's find her together, shall we?"

Lin Muhai finally calmed down, but there was still a hint of madness on his face, Lin Jin was a little worried, if Zhang Xi was around...

If Zhang Xi was here, she wouldn't have to be afraid of anything, Lin Jin couldn't help thinking this way, but then she forced herself to dismiss this thought, Zhang Xi and her were nothing at all.

Lin Muhai half-knelt on the ground, digging down with a shovel, his eyes were extremely focused, as if he was dealing with a rare treasure, he didn't dare to hurt a single bit, and he couldn't bear to touch it roughly.

Lin Jin watched his movements, her heart ached. She didn't know what kind of woman her mother was, who could make someone love her so much. She had only seen his pain for years, even Years after her death, he has been entangled and enveloped him, lingering.

Lin Jin squatted down and helped Lin Muhai shovel and shovel the slightly wet soil until a corner of a wooden coffin slowly emerged from the soil.

Lin Jin looked at the high-quality golden nanmu coffin in surprise. According to the wooden surface, it should have been buried in the ground for many years, but it was as brand new as new wood. I don't know what measures were used to preserve it so well .

And shouldn't they come from a thousand-year-old tomb?Why is her mother's coffin here?

Lin Muhai stared obsessively at the exposed corner, and his movements became more and more rapid, but he didn't hit the coffin at all. So many years of archaeological experience had been engraved into his bones, and it was revealed through every move, as if he was born with it. Come naturally.

This coffin was bigger than ordinary coffins, and it took the two of them a lot of time to barely clean up the floating dirt on the coffin.

The quietly sleeping coffin gave people a sense of solemnity silently. Lin Jin held Lin Muhai's sore and numb hands and rubbed them carefully. Although they met each other more than half a day ago, she only had time to take a good look at him now. .

As if nothing had changed much, there were still only a few fine wrinkles on the forehead and the corners of the eyes. It seemed that she hadn't aged much after all these years, and it was still the same as in her memory.

"Dad." Lin Jin called him.Lin Muhai slowly turned his head to look at her, his expression was agitated, and he couldn't even finish his sentence.

"Xiaojin...Xiaojin, go and see...see your mother..."

Lin Jin held his trembling hand and asked him sideways, "Father, how do you know that Mom is here? Wasn't she buried in the cemetery?"

Lin Muhai threw her away, staring at her with red eyes, "Don't talk nonsense! She is here, where did she come from the cemetery!"

Lin Jin's heart choked, and she suddenly realized that she shouldn't believe what he said. As long as he was around when he was young, he would take her to the cemetery every week to buy a bouquet of flowers and put the small black and white portrait on the tombstone. Next, and then ramble on a lot of words.Sometimes it's talking to her, sometimes it's talking to mother, and sometimes I don't know what I'm talking about, emptying my eyes and soul, without a trace.

At that time, he always asked her: "Xiao Jin, do you miss her? The person in this photo is your mother."

As long as you answer him yourself, think, he will immediately take her home and leave the place full of gloomy and cold air.But if she doesn't say that, he will make her stand by the tombstone and stare at the little statue, asking her obsessively over and over again, if she has thought about her, if she still remembers her, if one day I die, Will you still come to see her?

"I misremembered, Dad." Lin Jin lowered his eyes, "Mom is here, she has always been here."

A strange pale smile shook on Lin Muhai's face, and the corners of his mouth grinned stiffly, Lin Jin felt inexplicably cold.

"Then you go, go open the coffin." Lin Jin looked at him suspiciously, and Lin Muhai continued, "We should take her home..."

Lin Jin said with difficulty: "Father, it's been so many years, don't do this kind of thing."

Lin Muhai sneered, and Lin Jin felt in a daze that the person standing in front of her was not the gentle and gentle man in her memory even though he was sometimes crazy.

Lin Muhai ignored her, pushed her away and walked over by himself, with the strength he didn't know where he picked the edge of the coffin lid to lift it up, then turned it over and threw it aside.

The woman in the coffin still had clear eyebrows, she didn't look like someone who had been dead for many years, but she seemed to be in a deep sleep and was about to wake up in the next second.

Lin Muhai bent down to look at her affectionately, as if he wanted to engrave her face deeply into his mind.Standing behind him, Lin Jin never dared to look into the coffin. For some reason, he always felt an inexplicable palpitation.

Just when Lin Muhai was about to take the person out of the coffin, Zhang Xi suddenly opened the door and rushed in, pushing Lin Muhai away, stopping his movement.

Lin Jin looked at her, shook his head at her, and told her to leave her father alone and let him do whatever he wanted.But Zhang Xi didn't listen to her this time, she said to Lin Muhai with a cold face: "Don't touch her."

Lin Muhai suddenly turned around and smiled at Lin Jin, and said, "You said she wouldn't rob me."

Lin Jin looked at the farce in front of her. She couldn't stop anyone, and she didn't know why they did it, so she could only watch helplessly.

Zhang Xi has been confronting Lin Muhai, refusing to give in at all. Lin Jin was about to go over to let them separate, but Lin Muhai suddenly smiled, "Who do you think you are guarding?" In a word, he turned around and entered a hut behind the peach forest. Lin Jin hesitated for a moment, but did not follow.

As if heaving a sigh of relief, Zhang Xi slowly helped the person in the coffin back to its original position. He moved very carefully. Lin Jin walked over to take a look, but Zhang Xi seemed to be frightened by something and shivered all over.

Zhang Xi looked up at her with inexplicable aggrieved eyes: "Don't look at it..."

Lin Jin smiled: "You also know that's not my mother?"

Zhang Xi didn't speak, she stood up and wanted to put the coffin lid back on again, but Lin Jin reached out to stop her, "Who is lying in there, you are so careful to protect it so that no one can see it?" If there is Ruowu's jealousy, it's just that one refuses to admit it, the other is flustered, and no one pays attention.

Zhang Xi still said stubbornly: "There is really nothing to see, just a person who has been dead for a long time..."

Lin Jin ignored her and walked directly past her. Zhang Xi failed to stop her and could only watch Lin Jin walk to the coffin.

Lin Jin was taken aback when he saw the person inside, no wonder his father thought she was his A Xiu, the skin that had not been eroded and rotted at all, the clear outline and eyebrows were exactly the same as his mother.

Zhang Xi looked at her with unpredictable expressions. She never thought about how she would explain if Lin Jin found out.

"Zhang Xi," Lin Jin called her, "How long has this person been dead?"

Zhang Xi froze for a moment, she didn't expect Lin Jin to ask her this question.

"It looks as if it is still alive, but the flesh and bones under the skin have actually rotted away, leaving the skin empty."

Zhang Xi pretended to be indifferent and said: "So what, anyway, he is a person who has been dead for 1000 years."

Lin Jin seemed to touch the flesh of the person in the coffin, but she didn't dare, so she could only look at her from a distance. Zhang Xi stared blankly at her, feeling more and more that she was the same as the one in memory, even more beautiful than before. And vivid, at least those bright eyes are not overshadowed.

Zhang Xi walked over and pulled her up, patted the dirt on her pants, and said, "Don't look, there's nothing to see."

Lin Jin blurted out, "Then what's so good?" Then you were just watching...

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Update~(≧▽≦)/~

There is good news, the visa application was passed a few days ago, and I was so excited that I was incoherent o(≧v≦)o

Thank you to the little angels who read the article. I really can’t make it to the present without you. I love you and compare my heart by hand o(≧v≦)o