Lin Xiaohe is too selfish.
Mrs. Zhao and the others don't care about family affection, isn't Lin Xiaohe like that
Even if she has the ability, she is not willing to help such a person.
"Sister Gospel, I always thought... I always thought that you were a living Bodhisattva, and that you would save someone as long as they were suffering, but why didn't you save me?" Lin Xiaohe cried with tears and snot in her nose.
Are you still blaming her? Is it Lin Fufu's fault for not saving her
The corners of Lin Fufu's lips curled up coldly, she stood up and was about to leave, but before she left, she turned and glanced at Lin Xiaohe, "Whenever you really change, I will take you away." After a pause , she smiled again, nodded and said: "One thing, you are right, I have a way! There is no way I can't think of, only the way I don't want to think of, you remember it well!"
"Why?" Lin Xiaohe cried and asked, "I said I will change it!"
"Then wait until you change it!" After Lin Fufu said this, he didn't want to say anything more to her, and quickly left Lin Xiaotao and Lin Xiaohe's room.
If Lin Xiaohe wants to use her, it depends on how capable she is. With her ability to put all her thoughts on her face, even if she gets rid of the old house of the Lin family, what can she do
Lin Xiaohe really thinks too highly of herself, thinking that she, a little girl of about ten years old, can live independently like her Lin Fufu after leaving the old house of the Lin family
"Fufu, are you ready for the medicine?" Elder Lin came out, looked at Lin Fufu and asked.
Lin Fufu nodded coldly.
She knew that if Mr. Lin came out by guarding this stall, he must have something to ask her for.
Lin Fufu smiled wryly. She knew that the old house was a quagmire, but unfortunately she had to go through this quagmire again and again.
But she will never be afraid!
"Since the medicine is ready, come with me, I have something to discuss with you!" Mr. Lin frowned heavily, with a solemn expression on his face.
This made Lin Fufu feel that the matter that Mr. Lin asked her to discuss was by no means ordinary.
She was secretly on guard.
Following Mr. Lin to the main room, Mr. Lin took the first seat, and for the first time pointed to the chair on his right and asked Lin Fufu to sit.
Lin Fufu's eyes flickered, but he still took the seat usually reserved for distinguished guests.
Seeing that she sat down, Mr. Lin called to him and Mrs. Wu's room: "The old lady makes a pot of tea."
Lin Fufu just sat quietly.
Mr. Lin looked at her again, with an unnatural smile on his face, and said in a flattering tone: "Gospel, I think you may have drunk a lot of good tea in the town. But my tea It was brought back from the provincial capital by your Dalang brother in the same year, and he gave him three taels. He is filial, so he gave it to me. This tea is new tea, it is really fragrant!"
When Mr. Lin finished speaking, his face naturally took on a look of pride.
Lin Fufu grinned, and let out a sarcasm smile, "Master, Brother Dalang is filial to his master, which is a good thing. But why didn't he be filial to the old scholar Lin who raised him? Master, you should not go out in the future. People say how filial Brother Da Lang is, and how filial he is, but when asked, why is he not filial and filial to the old scholar, it's hard to say."
Hearing Lin Fufu's words that the praise was not a compliment, nor was it a derogation, Mr. Lin's face froze, and the corners of his slightly raised lips drooped.
It stands to reason that Lin Fufu didn't mean anything malicious, but just reminded him.
But why is it so uncomfortable to hear
Lin Fufu didn't care whether he was comfortable or not, he touched the back of his hand and looked at Mr. Lin and asked, "Master, what is your old man looking for me for?"
"Oh... ah, this matter is not urgent." Mr. Lin's tone was very dry, and then he said: "You can drink tea with the master first, and we will talk about it later."
At this time, Mrs. Wu had already brewed a pot of tea and brought it over. Although she knew that Mr. Lin wanted to win over Lin Fufu, she felt uncomfortable when she asked her, a grandma, to bring tea and water to her granddaughter.
All the elders who pulled that face muttered in their mouths: "I don't know if there is such a blessing to let an old man like me serve tea and water to her teenage girl!"
After Lin Fufu heard it, he smiled and looked at Mr. Lin, "Master, what my grandma said is right. I dare not drink your tea anymore. I'd better drink it by myself. I'll just sit here."
Upon hearing the words, Mr. Lin immediately yelled at Mrs. Wu: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb. Get out of here!"
Mrs. Wu was startled, her hands shook, the teapot shattered, and the freshly brewed hot tea splashed all over the floor.
Fortunately, it is thick to wear in winter, otherwise it will be scalded.
When Mr. Lin saw that she broke the teapot and the freshly brewed tea was gone, his heart ached for a while, and he didn't even look good towards Mrs. Wu.
He shouted: "You're getting old, you can't do anything, you can't do anything, you just don't even eat food, just die!"
Mrs. Wu was also heartbroken for breaking a teapot, and her face flushed red when she heard Mr. Lin scolding her so badly in front of Lin Fufu, a junior.
Wu thought that this was all caused by Lin Fufu's words. Although she didn't dare to scold Lin Fufu in front of Mr. Lin anymore, she still gave Lin Fufu a hard look with her old eyes.
Lin Fufu smiled slightly, lowered his eyes and stopped looking at Wu Shi.
Mr. Lin scolded Mrs. Wu because he wanted to vent his anger on Lin Fufu. Seeing Mrs. Wu did not dare to talk back, he was finally satisfied.
So she turned her head to look at Lin Fufu and said, "Your grandma is such a person, don't be fussy like her."
"No." Lin Fufu raised the corners of his lips, "I don't know how many times my grandma has scolded me, sir, do you think I know as well as grandma?"
Mr. Lin choked, his mouth moved, but he couldn't find a suitable word.
Talking to Lin Fufu, he was really tired. If he didn't pay attention, she grabbed the conversation and pushed him away.
She just happened to be run over by her, and people couldn't say anything.
Seeing that Mr. Lin's face couldn't hold back anymore, Lin Fufu felt relieved.
But his face remained calm.
Mr. Lin adjusted himself, put on a very kind look on his face, looked at Lin Fufu and asked, "Gospel, how is your business with Mr. Liu recently?"
Lin Fufu nodded, and half-truthfully said: "Fortunately, I just let him take care of people, as long as his business is good, I'll be fine."
"That's it." Mr. Lin's old eyes flickered, and he asked again: "Then your business of changing eggs and preserved eggs is still going on?"
"I'm doing it. If I don't do it, I'll wait to drink the northwest wind." Lin Fufu said with a smile, "I don't have any money on me now, and I still owe a lot."
What Lin Fufu said was not a lie. She really owed a lot of silver. If she wanted to buy Mrs. Jiang's shop and house in Qinglian County, wouldn't she owe tens of thousands of taels of silver
But Mr. Lin thought that Lin Fufu was calling him poor, and the kindness on his face disappeared, so he immediately asked nervously, "Why is it like this? Where's your money?"
Lin Fufu smiled secretly, this old man Lin really came to chat with her for money.
She spread her hands, and said with a troubled expression: "I bought a big village in Dashu Village two days ago, which cost close to tens of thousands of taels of silver. Isn't there no money left?"
Anyway, sooner or later the property of Zhuangzi in Dashu Village will be known to others, so it's better to pass the bright road in front of Mr. Lin now, so as to save Mr. Lin from taking money from her.
But after listening to Lin Fufu's words, Mr. Lin immediately swallowed his saliva, his eyes filled with fanaticism and shock.
"Gospel, is the Zhuangzi in Dashu Village you're talking about the one with five or six hundred acres of fertile land?" At this time, Mrs. Wu didn't care about getting angry with Lin Fufu, and he was the first to react before Mr. Lin.
"Grandma also knows that Zhuangzi?" Lin Fufu asked.
"Hey, who doesn't know that Zhuangzi? When your grandfather was young, he was asked by the steward of the Zhuangzi to keep accounts. The farm of Zhuangzi is fertile, and the millet produced by one mu of field is twice that of ours. Ah!" Wu said greedily.
Only then did Lin Fufu know that Mr. Lin had been to the village of Dashu Village when he was young, so it was really fate.
Sure enough, Mr. Lin stared at Lin Fufu with fanaticism, and said straightly: "It's really fate. At that time, I thought that it would be great if that Zhuangzi belonged to my old Lin's family. I didn't expect that it really belongs to my old Lin's family now." Already!"
Mr. Lin knew better than anyone else how enviable Zhuangzi's success in one year was. Seeing that Lin Fufu bought the Zhuangzi and the property without a word, he subconsciously thought it belonged to him.
Now it is his, and he will pass it on to his grandson in the future!
Money really touches people's hearts, Mr. Lin has changed his mind now.
He didn't ask Lin Fufu for borrowing money. If there is that big Zhuangzi, do you still need to borrow money
As long as you get Lin Fufu's big Zhuangzi, the whole family in the old house will not have to worry about eating and drinking in the future. Even if I lie at home every day and do nothing, I can stretch out my clothes and eat and open my mouth.
Not only that, but Dalang’s tuition fee for exams is no longer necessary to worry about!
Lin Fufu didn't miss the calculation in Mr. Lin's eyes, and sighed inwardly.
Now Mr. Lin is really becoming less and less particular about it. Now he doesn't hide his greed at all.
"Master, that Zhuangzi belongs to me, not the old Lin's family." Lin Fufu's clear voice interrupted old man Lin's beautiful fantasy.
The corners of Mr. Lin's lips froze, and he looked at Lin Fufu coldly, cursing Lin Fufu all over in his heart, but thinking about cursing Lin Fufu is not a thing, isn't it actually cursing himself
When Mr. Lin thought of this, his face became even more ugly.
He was not a person with a lot of eloquence, so he had to sit there and sulk.
On the other hand, Mrs. Wu, seeing that Mr. Lin had died down, was shrewd this time. He immediately walked to Lin Fufu's side, reached out and grabbed the back of Lin Fufu's hand and rubbed it, "Oh, my son, what are you talking about? , Old Lin’s family, aren’t we all a family? What are we doing so clearly?”
Seeing that his wife is smarter now, Mr. Lin's old face looks a little better.
He squeezed out a kind smile again, looked at Lin Fufu with raised eyebrows and said, "What your grandma said is, don't think that we are far away from your third room, I am thinking of you all in my heart."
Wu followed suit and said: "Yes, just like your father. Although he didn't listen to me and your father when he was young, his life and death are uncertain in this accident. Your father and I didn't know how to cry when we woke up in the middle of the night. How many times has it happened!"
Seeing his wife's strength this time, Mr. Lin couldn't help giving her a complimenting expression. Mrs. Wu was so excited that her face turned red, as if she had been injected with chicken blood.
Liar!
Lin Fufu saw the old couple coaxing her, and sneered in his heart.
She just quietly watched the old couple acting.
"By the way, Gospel, since you bought the village, have you got the title deed? Is it on you?" Mr. Lin's old eyes were fixed on Lin Fufu's face like an awl, showing a hint of her expression.
Lin Fufu lowered his eyes to prevent the old couple from seeing the sarcasm in her eyes.
"The title deed?" Lin Fufu asked in a drawn out voice.
"That's right! You bought someone else's land and you want to exchange the title deed. You bought it before, don't you know?" Mr. Lin couldn't help being anxious when he heard her ask that way.
"Oh, didn't I say it first? I owe money." Lin Fufu answered the question.
For Mr. Lin and his wife, Lin Fufu didn't mind half-truths that kept them confused.
After listening to Lin Fufu, Mr. Lin understood that Lin Fufu owed money to buy the land, so he didn't get the title deed. So the old eyes sank.
"Well, it's really nothing, I owe it first." Mr. Lin glanced at Lin Fufu, as if he was trying to comfort her, "The fields can be planted with rice when the spring comes, and when the harvest comes, sell them and slowly Fill it up with silver, and sooner or later this farm will belong to our old Lin family!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Mrs. Wu hurriedly responded with a shy face, then looked at Lin Fufu and said, "Repay the money slowly."
Really shameless.
Lin Fufu couldn't help touching her forehead, she hooked her lips, looked at Mr. Lin and Mrs. Wu with a half-smile, and reiterated: "Grandma, listen carefully, any property I buy belongs to me, Lin Fufu. Personal, it has nothing to do with anyone in the Lin family, even if my father is back, even if Xiaobao grows up, it has nothing to do with them!"
"Hey, Gospel, you can't say that. How can you, a girl, keep such a large property?" Mr. Lin told Lin Fufu twice that the Zhuangzi's property belonged to her alone, not to the old Lin family. I was very unhappy.
"Yeah, why isn't it from Lao Lin's family? You still belong to Lao Lin's family!" Mrs. Wu salivated and rubbed Lin Fufu's white and tender hands, "Look at our Fufu, we are blessed, our hands are white and tender, It doesn't look like rough work!"
Lin Fufu calmly withdrew his hand from Wu's, and Wu's face froze.
"Gospel, it's not what I want. You, a little girl, can really manage such a big field?" Mr. Lin said displeased, "I have no other ideas, but to help you out and manage things! If you Seeing that the master is in good charge, I am willing to leave some property for you in the future, brother Dalang, and it is also your favor to give it to Xiaobao!"
"In the future, it is my favor to give the property I own, and it is my duty not to give it to anyone." Lin Fufu said, and then gave Mr. Lin a cold look. Ideas. Don’t give me any advice. As long as you can do something, it’s not that I look down on you. Even if I put gold and silver mountains in front of you, you will all have a day to sit and eat. Therefore, whether my property or business is good, You don't need to intervene."
Lin Fufu's words slapped Mr. Lin in the face, and Mr. Lin stood up angrily, and slammed the table, "Gospel, when you were young, your master was also a figure in these ten miles and eight villages, and he helped many Zhuangzi keep accounts. , That’s right. I’ve eaten more salt than you have eaten, and I’ve walked more bridges than you have traveled, how can you speak so brazenly in front of me?”
Seeing that Mr. Lin was really angry, Lin Fufu was even happier.
She sat firmly on the chair, and said calmly: "Master, don't be angry. Although you were very capable when you were young, aren't you old now? So, it is me, Lin Fufu, who bought houses, shops and fields. It's not Grandpa. It's not Grandpa's darling grandson Lin Dalang, isn't he?"
"You!" Mr. Lin was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, pointing at Lin Fufu, speechless.
After being cut and beaten by Lin Fufu, Mr. Lin was so articulate that he was so angry that he didn't want to talk.
"Master, I think it's not too late, I should go back." Lin Fufu looked at the sky, stood up calmly, greeted Mr. Lin and went outside.
"Stop!" Mr. Lin closed his eyes, and then changed his earnest tone, "Gospel, I don't mean anything this time, I just think that the village in Dashu Village is too big. Give it to Grandpa, and Grandpa will keep it for you."
Lin Fufu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of half-smiles. Mr. Lin has already used this method.
Earlier, when she learned that she had a recipe for turning into an egg, she wanted to trick the recipe into his hands.
Seeing that Lin Fufu didn't speak, Mr. Lin paused, and then said, "Gospel, you will not disbelieve me, right? I am a person in Hulu Village who doesn't say a word of honesty and trustworthiness?"
Lin Fufu didn't believe him anymore.
"Master, let's put it this way, I really can't believe you." Lin Fufu chuckled, turned to look at Mr. Lin, and said bluntly: "Since you also said that you were capable when you were young and understood many things, You can do a lot of things. Then it is very simple for you to find someone to change your name with the title deed, right?"
Being poked in the center of Lin Fufu's mind, Mr. Lin blushed.
But he said stubbornly: "You look at me like this? I will take your land deed and change it to my name? I won't!"
Lin Fufu smiled slightly and said, "Maybe, I won't change my name, but Lin Dalang's. Am I right?"
Mr. Lin's face turned even redder, annoyed.
But he was still not reconciled, rolled his eyes, and shouted at Lin Fufu: "No! If I want to change it, I will change it to Xiaobao's name! That's what he deserves! He is the male of your third room, yes To pick the third-bedroom head... I, this is just to see if your father is not around, to do these things for him, do you think the master is wrong?"
Mr. Lin really knows how to think, and his brain turns fast enough, Lin Fufu thought sarcastically.
"Oh, my master's plan is, after changing to Xiaobao's, it will be easy to change to Lin Dalang's, right?" Lin Fufu laughed even deeper.