After Rebirth, Minor Character Only Wants to Level Up

Ye Ling listened to her grandmother’s words and watched her actions, feeling as if her heart was being wrenched out. The jade pendant in her hand felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it impossible for her to lift her hand.

"Grandma... since it’s for me, can you keep it for me?" It seemed a voice was constantly telling her that if she accepted the jade pendant, her grandmother would leave her forever.

"Sil, child, grandma is getting old, and my memory isn’t good. I’m not sure where I’ll put this thing, and one day it might be lost. You keep it for yourself, and I think it’s best worn close to your skin. Besides, your dad is right; you have to learn to accept that life has its inevitable stages of birth, aging, illness, and death. No one lives without sickness forever. Grandma has lived such a long life, even if I were to pass now and reunite with your grandpa, my heart would be content. Grandma won’t be with you for many more days, so I can only tell you one thing: no matter how you live your life or what you do, as long as you’re true to your conscience, you’re doing the right thing."

"Grandma hasn’t seen much of the world and doesn’t know much, but we rural folk have always believed in this principle—to have a conscience. They say suffering is a blessing; suffering doesn’t mean being weak or cowardly, it’s because we understand humility, which broadens our minds. With this mindset, what can be difficult or impossible? Do you think that’s right?" It took Old Mrs. Ye several gasps to finish her sentence.

Ye Ling looked on in heartache and nodded vigorously, "Grandma, I remember everything you said."

In her struggle, she made a promise, "Grandma, don’t worry. I know what you’re worried about. You must have overheard what I said to my dad, right? Don’t worry, I won’t be impulsive like this again. No matter how poorly he behaves, it’s because of him that I’m here in this world, and I will always be grateful to him for giving me life."

Old Mrs. Ye’s eyes were slightly wet. Her calloused hands gently stroked her granddaughter’s hair, "Silly child, consider all this as life’s whetstone, making you stronger in adversity."

Even as she spoke these words, tears were falling in Old Mrs. Ye’s heart. Witnessing the conflict between her son and granddaughter, she felt helpless. She truly feared that once she was no longer in this world, the granddaughter she raised would become a child without a parent’s love.

Therefore, under no circumstances could she allow her granddaughter’s relationship with her son to break down. After all, they are her parents, and as long as things don’t turn sour, if anything happens, her son wouldn’t just ignore it.

This was the only thing Old Mrs. Ye could do, and knowing that her granddaughter understood her intentions gave her immense comfort. Her granddaughter was not raised in vain and was indeed the one who understood her best.

"Keep the jade pendant safe." Having said that, Old Mrs. Ye reminded her, "If others see it, just say you found it. Your mother is biased. If she knows I gave it to you, she will definitely ask you to share it with Ye Qian. It’s not that grandma is biased, but Ye Qian has your dad and mom’s love and won’t lack anything. If I’m not here, you will have to take care of yourself."

"Grandma, don’t worry. I will definitely take good care of myself." Ye Ling placed the jade pendant around her neck, tucking it inside her clothes, wearing it close to her skin. Then she held her grandmother’s hand tightly, not letting go, fearing that if she let go, her grandmother would disappear.

Old Mrs. Ye looked at her granddaughter tenderly, "Lingzi, you have grown up, and I have nothing to worry about. The money at home is in the cabinet, you know where it is. If something happens to me, take the money and keep it for yourself for school, don’t give it to your parents."