Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life Chapter 519 - 518: Visiting Mian City to Sweep My Parents’ G

"Yes, Doctor, you’re really amazing! Do you think her health is okay now?"

Lin Wanwan said, "No major issues, she’s fairly healthy. Just don’t engage in strenuous activities in the future."

The female driving service worker breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, thank you, thank you."

After a pause, she continued, "Sigh, my child was reborn into this world with misfortune. I didn’t provide her a healthy body, congenital heart disease. Because the surgery requires a large sum of money, I refused to have a second child, and her father divorced over this. Poor couples struggle with everything."

"So irresponsible? You really have it tough; no wonder you’re working even on New Year’s Eve."

The female driving service worker chuckled carefreely, "It’s actually nothing much, the most difficult tis have already passed. My daughter’s recovery post-surgery has been great, and I don’t owe much; a few more years of hard work will clear it all.

I chose to drive because it’s flexible. I drive during the day when my child is in kindergarten, and after school, I spend ti with her. In the evening, I leave my child with her grandma after work and go out to drive, making eight to nine thousand a month."

"That’s good, and her dad is not responsible for anything now? Legally, he should provide child support, right?"

"It was judged at eight hundred a month, what’s the use of that? But it’s fortunate I saved so money before marriage and bought myself a small high-rise apartnt. Forty-five square ters up and down, seventy-year property rights, a place for the two of us after divorce.

I bought it when property prices were cheap, only three hundred and fifty thousand. I mortgaged it for a few years, paid it off when I had money. As long as you have a roof over you, life can go on; hardships are temporary."

This single mother, working on New Year’s Eve to earn money and repay debts while caring for her daughter, is quite optimistic. Lin Wanwan was infected by her positive energy and chatted with her a little longer.

If the female driver was simply venting complaints to Lin Wanwan, she might sympathize but would undoubtedly feel depressed.

Because Lin Wanwan was already feeling down tonight, she didn’t want to endure others’ grievances.

As expected, the highway was jamd on New Year’s Eve night, especially the Yangtze River Tunnel and Yangtze River Bridge sections in Hai City.

With traffic restrictions, cars moved like ants for two hours before entering the tunnel.

By the ti they reached the Mian City highway exit, it was already seven in the morning, and daylight had broken.

This usually four-hour highway trip took six and a half hours this ti.

The child slept through the night in a car seat, and adults thought she would be exhausted but surprisingly, she was energetic, waking up without fuss, first offering Lin Wanwan a big smile, and then, for her second sentence, asking to use the restroom.

Because Lin Wanwan was worried about the child needing the restroom on the highway, she bought a portable children’s potty along with the car seat, equipped with disposable clean bags, a handy tool for road trips.

Unexpectedly, the child slept soundly and didn’t need it overnight; it turned out useful now.

The female driver was grateful and very interested to see Lin Wanwan’s preparation. She really needed this for driving with her daughter.

After parting ways with the female driver, Lin Wanwan bought offerings for the grave from a roadside stall and drove straight to the cetery.

Many people visited graves on New Year’s Eve, and this place was enveloped in smoke.

Lin Wanwan’s appearance soon caught the attention of the Gong family, as she had conflicts with them due to scandals recently. eting them here, she didn’t even glance their way.

As villagers busied themselves burning paper and offering at graves, any idle ones cast curious looks at Lin Wanwan.

So who knew of the scandal believed the later official dia clarification; so conspiracy theorists thought Lin Wanwan has powerful backing, not to be ssed with; others, unaware of gossip, were simply amazed by Lin Wanwan’s beauty.

Kneeling in front of the grave, she bowed a few tis, lit incense and paper money, and silently gazed at the portraits of her parents on the tombstone, feeling imnsely saddened.

Today, that little girl, who journeyed with her mother, no matter how tough, still had a mother to rely on. When she was that age, Lin Wanwan had already lost her parents.

Comparatively, she felt her childhood was more tragic than the girl’s.

Grandparents’ love cannot replace parental love; there are gaps and generational differences.

Yet Lin Wanwan didn’t indulge in sorrow for too long; although she lost her parents early, they had always loved her deeply.

The love from her parents was no less than anyone else’s; the house left to her in Hai City was filled with her parent’s deep love.

Lin Wanwan had just lived in that house for a day, hiring a part-ti worker to handle the pre-New Year cleaning.

As her thoughts wandered while waiting for the incense to burn out, Gong Mingyu, who had finished her family rituals, also ca over and bowed four tis.

Then she pursed her lips and called out to Lin Wanwan, "Cousin."

Lin Wanwan glanced at her and nodded gently, but didn’t engage in conversation.

"Cousin, when did you arrive? It’s New Year’s Eve today, why not co to grandparents’ house for a reunion dinner?"

Lin Wanwan shook her head, still not speaking.

Although Gong Mingyu initially left a good impression on Lin Wanwan, that was before knowing they were cousins, and now aware of each other’s identity, Lin Wanwan just wanted to avoid them.

She didn’t wish to have any involvent with the Gong family. As for a reunion dinner, it was a joke; how could she have a reunion with these people who had consud her rightful inheritance? Not afraid of being devoured whole?

She imagined that if her father knew how his family treated her after his death, he would only feel sorry for her, not think she was wrong.

Seeing Lin Wanwan cold and indifferent, unresponsive to her attempt at conversation, Gong Mingyu had to walk away awkwardly.

Though she could understand Lin Wanwan’s anger; her uncle’s family occupied her apartnt for over a decade and didn’t care for her at all.

She heard from her mom that the uncle’s family lost the lawsuit, almost beca infamous defaulters, finally using their retirent savings to pay Lin Wanwan the rent she asked for.

This lawsuit made the uncle’s family and Lin Wanwan enemies.

Despite this, it was heard that the cousin’s job was arranged by Lin Wanwan’s boyfriend just to ensure they wouldn’t disrupt the relocation.

Being beautiful is great; she managed to find such a successful and handso boyfriend.

Though Gong Mingyu never t Lu Shouyue, from her mom’s gossip, she could imagine how handso and wealthy he was.

Ultimately, the rent judgnt was only for ten thousand.

Rent for a Hai City apartnt over more than ten years, barely a thousand a year, was indeed light due to their familial ties.

Lin Wanwan eventually let them be, didn’t appeal further, but was resolute about the money, applying for compulsory execution if not paid.

This ten thousand caused her uncle’s family to curse Lin Wanwan daily. If curses could kill, Lin Wanwan would have died a thousand tis.

Lin Wanwan had no interest in cursing the Gong family; living her own life was the priority, why waste energy on unworthy people.

She entrusted the lawsuit and collecting money entirely to Tan Qinghui, involved herself minimally, only hearing the outco.

Part of that late rent paynt later went towards Tan Qinghui’s legal fees.