Tragic death and rebirth, married to the abstinent uncle and was spoiled crazy

Hearing this, Song Yingyue looked at her in shock, "How could this be?" After that, she held Lin Mingqian's hand as if she was looking for a backbone, "Then did you receive the letter I sent to you and the clothes I sent to Yue Hong?"

Lin Mingqian looked serious and nodded heavily, "I have received all these things, but Yangyang's clothes are missing."

Lin Tingwan looked at Song Yingyue and asked, "Who did mother find to send us something?"

"He is a servant in the mansion."

"But one person?"

Song Yingyue shook her head and said, "The two brothers took turns delivering the gifts."

Lin Tingwan felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment. Whether in her previous life or this life, she had never known that Song Yingyue would send her clothes every year.

When she was little, she envied Lin Yuehong for receiving the handmade clothes from her mother in Beijing every year. She waited and waited, but never got the clothes she had always dreamed of.

She did receive it when she came back for the New Year, but the same clothes did mean different things to Lin Tingwan.

It was as if this piece of clothing was something that Song Yingyue had prepared for everyone in the family and she had given her a piece of clothing as well, while the one for Lin Yuehong was the one that she had been thinking about so much that she had sent it to him from afar.

This has always been a barrier in Lin Tingwan's heart.

It turned out that her clothes were there from beginning to end, but she just didn't know it.

Hearing this, Lin Mingqian frowned tightly, "Who sent this? Take me over there, I must see who is so bold as to steal my daughter's clothes!"

This matter can be considered a big deal or a small matter. Although Lin Tingwan has never worn the clothes, they are her daughter's clothes after all. If it gets out, it will definitely damage her reputation.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yuehong picked up the sword and put it on his waist, "Let's go, Dad, I'll go with you."

His appearance frightened Song Yingyue, and she quickly pulled him back, "Yue Hong, what are you going to do?"

"How dare they take my sister's things! I will make them pay the price!"

Lin Mingqian gave him an admiring look and said, "Good boy, now you know how to protect your sister."

The father and son walked out with their heads held high. Lin Mingqian even reached out and grabbed Song Yingyue, "Come on, take us to find them."

Seeing that the two men looked like they were about to get into trouble, and unable to persuade them, she could only turn around and look at Lin Tingwan helplessly, her eyes full of pleading.

"Brother, put down the sword!" she said in a serious tone.

The father and son couldn't help but pause, and Lin Yuehong's voice was a little flustered, "What's wrong, sister?"

This was not his fault. It was just that Lin Tingwan had become famous on the battlefield against the southern barbarians by relying on the barbarians. He naturally knew about it. Not to mention his face splattered with blood and the look of murderous people, which made him tremble slightly.

"Put down the sword."

At this moment, Lin Yuehong obeyed obediently and threw the sword aside.

"Let's go."

Lin Tingwan walked quickly to the front, and Lin Yuehong followed her obediently. Looking at this scene, Song Yingyue couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Before, it was always Lin Tingwan who followed Lin Yuehong and called him brother, but how come it’s the other way around now?

She grabbed Lin Mingqian's clothes, and they both slowed down their pace. "What happened to Yangyang and Yuehong?"

He was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke, "You will know in a few days."

Lin Tingwan did not go looking for the two brothers, but went straight to Old Lady Lin's yard.

The faces of the people behind him were full of confusion. Lin Yuehong asked, "Yangyang, shouldn't you go find the two brothers? Why do you want to go to my grandmother's yard?"

"Just follow me."

When several people came in, Lin Tangning was kneeling in the yard with a teacup on his head. Lin Tingwan didn't even need to walk over to take a look, he knew that there must be water in it.

"General—" A beautiful young woman looked at the few people, then came over and bowed to Lin Mingqian.

Lin Tingwan narrowed her eyes. She was very familiar with this woman. In her previous life, she successfully climbed onto Lin Mingqian's bed and became the only concubine in this mansion.

During this period, this woman did many strange things. If Lin Mingqian had not only Song Yingyue in his heart, the Lin Mansion would have been in chaos.

Lin Tingwan stepped forward unnoticed to block the woman's action, "Is grandma in the house?"

"Yes, the old lady has been waiting for the master in the room for a long time."

Lin Mingqian stepped forward and led a few people into the house. Lin Tingwan was a step behind them and walked in front of Lin Tangning, "Are you being punished?"

"My grandmother thinks I'm embarrassing her." She looked at Lin Tingwan angrily, "You're not here to laugh at me, are you?"

She snorted coldly, as if she had heard a funny joke, "I'm not as idle as you." After that, she turned and went into the house.

Old Madam Lin held Lin Mingqian's hand with a loving smile on her face, "What did His Majesty give you this time? Your cousin wants to buy a house outside, do you think you should help him?"

"Your Majesty has not given anything."

Hearing this, Mrs. Lin's face was full of distrust. "How is it possible? Every time you come back, His Majesty will reward you with many good things. Don't you just want to be with your cousin?"

Lin Mingqian sighed, feeling extremely tired. "Mother, I don't have to lie to you. His Highness really didn't give me anything this time. If you don't believe me, you can go ask the servants in the mansion if they have received anything sent from the palace."

"I won't ask. Your daughter will tell you when she comes back. This is the general's mansion. You are the owner of this mansion, and I am just a guest." She said sarcastically.

Lin Mingqian frowned, "Mom, Yangyang definitely wouldn't mean that, don't misunderstand." Although he was not there at the time, he knew Lin Tingwan's temper.

"Oh, you are a family, and I am an outsider. Don't call me mother anymore in the future." She snorted coldly.

"Grandma, my mother always sends clothes for me to Liangcheng. Do you know where those clothes are?" After saying this, Lin Tingwan looked at her steadily.

Old Madam Lin glared and asked, "How would I know where your clothes went?"

"Really?" Her voice was very soft, with a puzzled tone, and he looked at her in confusion.

When Old Mrs. Lin was looked at by her, her heart couldn't help but beat a little, and her eyes were a little evasive, "You said I don't know, so I don't know. Who knows whether your mother did it for you or not." She rolled her eyes and pushed the matter onto Song Yingyue.

Song Yingyue grabbed Lin Mingqian's hand with a helpless look on her face. "I really made clothes for Yangyang, and every stitch and thread was embroidered by me. Yangyang is my daughter, it's just a piece of clothing, why would I lie to you?"

Lin Mingqian patted her hands.