Chapter 240 The Past is Gone
Chapter 240 The Past is Gone
The Lin family became more lively with the arrival of Lin Yinhu. Lin Yuzhan and his wife felt sorry for the skinny little black boy, so they quickly called old man Shangguan to come and take his pulse. If there was anything wrong, they wanted him to recover as soon as possible.
"Here comes the one vying for favor..." Wang Gungun ignored the warning and ran to hang around Xiao Yining again.
Lin Yuzan's death gaze moved as he moved.
Little Yining ignored him and just looked at the reserved Lin Yinhu with her round face, with pity in her eyes.
Hu Ge'er had taken care of her for a few days. She was originally plump because of Aunt Lanhua, but now she was wearing her fellow villagers' clothes and they were empty. She was really suffering.
"Uncle, I'm actually fine. I just need to eat some chicken to replenish myself." Lin Yinhu said with pursed lips as he looked at old man Shangguan who was writing the prescription.
The money he brought was not much, and it was all gone once he spent it. His parents worked so hard to earn it.
Old Man Shangguan handed the prescription to Lin Yuzan and said to him, "You still want to eat chicken. Your spleen and stomach are damaged. You can only drink porridge for the next ten days. Your foundation is not bad. Three doses of medicine will be enough. This time it's also very cheap, 10 taels per dose, go get the medicine!"
Everyone: It’s really cheap…
Lin Yinhu was so scared that he quickly stopped in front of Lin Yuzan and stopped him from going to get the medicine. "Uncle, you don't have to go. I'll drink porridge these days and eat chicken in a few days."
"Don't panic, brother Hu. Your uncle will pay for the money. You don't have to worry." Lin Yuzan comforted him and sent someone to get the medicine.
"But, but... 30 taels of silver, my aunt will have to spend a long time embroidering this handkerchief." Lin Yinhu burst into tears out of heartache.
"Brother Hu is such a good boy..." Wan Niang was also moved to tears.
Little Yining instantly showed her acting talent, hugged her mother, and said with tears in her eyes, "Qing Jie'er also loves mom, unlike dad... who only asks mom for money."
Lin Yuzan looked at his daughter, his forehead bulging with anger: He obviously also makes money, and he gives all the money he earns to Wanniang...
Wang Gungun saw this and ran to Pei Yi, making a professional complaint, "I thought this kid was here to compete with Sister Qing for favor, but he turned out to be with Lin Yuzan..."
Pei Yi glanced at him, his eyes reading: You're finished.
The next moment, Wang Gungun was picked up by Lin Yuzan and thrown back to the next room without mercy.
After he dealt with the annoying thing, Lin Yinhu stopped crying. The child also had another important letter hidden on him, a verbal message.
Lin Yinhu glanced at Pei Yi who was drinking tea beside him, not knowing whether he should speak.
Lin Yuzan said tiredly, "We are all family, tell me."
The little boy looked at his uncle uneasily, and finally cleared his throat and said, "Grandson Zan, I am your great grandfather..."
Everyone:...
"Puff..." Pei Yi spat out a mouthful of tea. Fortunately, he held himself back and didn't laugh, otherwise he would have followed in Wang Gun's footsteps.
Lin Yuzan said with a wooden face: ..., destroy it!!!
So shameful.
Several people secretly glanced at his dark face, and did not smile to give him face.
This letter was written by Lin Yuzan's great grandfather, who was from a prominent family. It said that the emperor had sent an official from the Ministry of Agriculture to order their village to secretly grow sweet potatoes. Because of this, they had moved the clan school elsewhere and completely closed off the village, and would only open it when the higher-ups came to collect the sweet potatoes.
The rest were some instructions from the elders, nothing special.
After Lin Yinhu finished speaking in a trembling voice, he looked at his younger cousin guiltily. Seeing him sitting there with a blank expression, he knew that he was angry and almost burst into tears out of grievance again.
At this time, Lin Yuzan said with a stiff face, "Brother Hu, you have worked hard. Wan Niang, I am afraid that my village will be in a difficult situation this year. Please help me send some money back."
Although the emperor had already informed him, sending a letter to his hometown to inform him was different, so he had to express his opinion.
Wan Niang nodded and said, "We should also thank the escort company that brought Hu Ge'er here. Thanks to their care along the way, Hu Ge'er was able to reach Yanjing safely."
Lin Yuzan looked at his wife with a smile in his eyes. It was still the good feng shui of Yanjing that nurtured her. Wan Niang was completely different from what she was last year.
"You are doing things, and your husband is always at ease."
The couple looked at each other with tenderness and affection, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Little Yining immediately broke the pink bubble, "Sister Qing is hungry, Sister Qing wants to eat."
Because of the arrival of little Lin Yinhu, her family didn’t have time to eat until dark.
Lin Yuzan took a deep breath, walked to his daughter, and slapped her mercilessly.
"Mom, Dad wants to sleep with Brother Hu tonight." Little Yining covered her head and fought back, directly driving her father out of the bed.
"Of course. Hu Ge'er just came to Yanjing, and your father has to accompany him every night these days." Wan Niang kicked her husband out of the bed in her heart, and she also glanced at Lin Yuzan playfully.
Lin Yuzan: I just want to hug Wan Niang.
Unfortunately, no one cared about his feelings, and Lin Yinhu looked at him shyly.
Lin Yuzan had no choice but to accept his fate and take care of his nephew for a few days.
Fortunately, the academy was closed for seven days, so I could still accompany Wan Niang during the day.
He comforted himself, glanced at his sleeping nephew, then put on his clothes, got out of bed and stood by the window in deep thought. A few raindrops floated on his face with the breeze, bringing a hint of coolness. He thought that his son was unfilial, so he could only let the clan members offer sacrifices to his parents on his behalf.
66 stared at the man who was awake in the middle of the night, rolled his eyes, crossed out a line of words, and replaced it with "No sex today, suspected of being in love, castration pending."
His movements were not subtle and even made the sound of turning pages.
Lin Yuzan raised his head in frustration, looking at the dark shadow in the darkness. He knew that sooner or later the emperor would take back his order.
Wang Cheng on the other side was also awake, silently looking at his sleeping mother.
"Hey, your mother must be thinking of your grandparents, that's why she's crying so sadly." Wang Ersheng glanced at his eldest son cautiously and explained with a sigh.
Wang Cheng smiled and lowered his eyes to ask, "Dad, how did you recognize Mom at that time?"
"Ah?" Wang Ersheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "When your father first arrived in Yanjing, he saw your mother's funeral. Your mother's coffin was particularly majestic at the time, so he looked at it with envy."
Wang Cheng:......
"Your father was a playboy. He thought that if he could lie down in bed in the future, it would be a grand funeral, so he secretly dug up your mother's grave and carried the coffin out. I never thought that I would have a wife and you three siblings." Wang Ersheng patted his eldest son lightly with his big hand, smiled and whispered, "The coffin is still hidden outside Yanjing. You don't have to study these few days. Do you want to go with me to see it?"
"...No." Wang Cheng was a little doubtful about his life. He was wrong and shouldn't have asked.
Wang Ersheng looked at his eldest son's dazed back as he left. He shook his head helplessly, stared at his wife's sleeping face, and muttered, "At that time, I said to take the man's life, but grandma insisted that death was the best thing. So now Chengzi has to do it himself."
A heavy sigh sounded in the house, and the truth of the past was buried in the rainy night, making it difficult to find it...
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