Chapter 440: Why is someone so pretentious?

The Lin family held ancestral worship, which was also to inform everyone that the Haicheng Lin family was back!

After the ancestral worship, the threshold of the Lin family was almost trampled flat.

There were the Lin family's former friends, those who had stepped on the Lin family during their time of crisis and eaten human blood buns, and those who came to inquire about news...

The Lin family ancestral home, which had been silent for more than a decade, regained its vitality and was bustling with noise and excitement.

Lin Fu picked and chose, receiving a few friends and familiar juniors.

One of them was his old friend's son, Fu Miao.

Learning from Fu Miao that his old friend had passed away, Lin Fu was also very sad.

Looking at the old face of his nephew, he sighed leisurely.

"... Child, you've suffered."

Fu Miao, who was already a grandfather, heard this sentence from Uncle Lin, and tears flowed from his tired and numb eyes, crying like a child.

In front of Lin Fu, wasn't he just a child?

After his emotions stabilized, Lin Fu patted his nephew's shoulder and said, "Your dad is gone, but I am still here. If you have any difficulties in the future, come find me. If I can solve them, I will help you."

The person who came to borrow money was indeed in difficulty.

Fu Miao rubbed his fingers and said awkwardly, "Uncle Lin, I..."

The hard life of so many years was enough to break a person's spine. He was no longer the little young master his father had tried his best to teach and his mother had doted on and indulged. Now, he was just a miserable person with a hunched back suppressed by life.

"Encountered difficulties?" Lin Fu looked at his nephew with eyes full of tolerance.

"What can't you tell me?"

Looking at the vicissitudes on his old friend's son's face, his heart felt a burst of sourness.

"It's a money problem, right? That doesn't count for anything. How much do you need?"

Lin Fu felt that giving his nephew any number of fish wasn't as good as giving him a fishing rod.

He asked again, "What are you doing for a living now? Who else is in the family?!"

The person who came to borrow money had nothing to hide.

He told the tolerant elder about his past from beginning to end.

"... Those few years, my father and I were sent to the Black Province. In the second year there, I married a wife."

"My wife didn't have good fortune and left early, leaving behind a son. I lived with my son, and when he became an adult, I married him a wife. Good times didn't last long; my son didn't have good fortune either and drowned two years after getting married. My daughter-in-law left the child and ran away. My grandson also had a miserable life; his body wasn't good when he was born. Later, I found out it was congenital heart disease. I knew that only by bringing him to a big city would he have a chance to live, so I came. Knowing you returned from Hong Kong was a coincidence..."

He was too tired all these years and wanted to see his old friend, and also wanted to borrow some money.

His grandson's body couldn't hold on much longer, and the doctor said he needed surgery as soon as possible. He really had no other way!

Hearing his nephew's understated words, Lin Fu's heart sank, and he couldn't describe the feeling.

While feeling regretful, he felt one hundred percent respect for his father's wise and intelligent foresight.

Back then, his father said they must leave as soon as possible. Although he agreed, he was a bit indifferent, not expecting that listening to his father would preserve the Lin family.

"Where do you live?" Lin Fu looked at his nephew.

The vicissitudes and tired Fu Miao pursed his lips, "... Shantytown."

Lin Fu didn't say anything like "If the child is sick, why live in a shantytown," that kind of "why don't they eat meat" talk.

He said, "There are many rooms at home. You move over. As for the child's illness, don't worry too much. I'll help find a doctor, find the best doctor. Old Fu's bloodline won't have any problems."

Fu Miao had suffered too much all these years. Hearing that Lin Fu was willing to pull him, the man who had half his body in the grave couldn't hold back, and his shoulders were trembling.

He stood up and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin."

Lin Fu stood up, supported Fu Miao's elbow, and pulled him to sit down.

"Your father and I were brothers who could entrust our backs to each other. He even took a bullet for me back then. And you are the boy I watched grow up, so why be so polite?"

"Since I have the ability to help, I can't watch you suffer. Live here with peace of mind; we'll talk about the future later."

While speaking, he gave Lin De a look.

Lin De understood and went to the shantytown with Fu Miao to pick up Fu's only grandson and return to the Lin family ancestral home.

Fu's little grandson came to such a luxurious house for the first time, dazzled, not knowing where to look.

"Grandpa, what are we doing here?"

Before Fu Miao could speak, Lin De revealed a kind smile, "From now on, you and your grandfather will live here. When your body is better, we will send you to school."

He had a very good impression of the Fu family. Back then, without Young Master Fu's protection, his young master would have almost lost half his life.

Now that there was a chance to repay the kindness, even if the young master didn't say it, he would treat this pair of grandfather and grandson well.

The thin but pretty-looking boy's eyes lit up.

His face, which couldn't hold any meat, was full of anticipation.

"Can I go to school?"

Fu Miao's old eyes almost sprayed tears, saying, "Yes! When your body is better, you can do whatever you want."

The child's eyes were burning.

He wanted to get into university, and after graduation, earn lots and lots of money to give Grandpa a big house, wear new clothes... and provide for Grandpa's old age.

The fact that the Fu grandfather and grandson moved into the Lin family ancestral home was known to everyone who was watching the Lin family.

Later, there were those who had stepped on the Lin family during the crisis who came to the door, trying to muddle through, taking the opportunity to repair their relationship with the Lin family, or to take advantage of some benefits.

Lin Fu was old and cunning. Before the people arrived, he had already investigated the affairs of those years clearly.

Under heavy rewards, there are brave men.

Who had said sour things about the Lin family, he knew them all.

Want to muddle through? Purely looking for death.

Without Lin Fu giving instructions, Lin De knew what to do. With a wave of his hand, he let the bodyguards throw them out or beat them out.

How to do it purely depended on what cause they had planted.

Cultivating private morality poorly will inevitably lead to backlash; this is a truth that all adults understand.

Lin Zhao watched her grandfather's set of combination punches, easily letting the Lin family walk into everyone's sight, and admired him to the point of prostration.

"Zhaozhao, don't learn from your grandfather." Zhang Yun looked at her granddaughter's sparkling eyes, fearing she would learn to be bad, and said in a low voice, "There is no merchant who isn't treacherous. Your grandfather's heart is also black. Good Zhaozhao, don't learn from him."

"Grandpa is really amazing." Lin Zhao's expression was admiring.

"Amazing is certain. If he weren't amazing, he couldn't protect the Lin family, and couldn't build such a large foundation," Zhang Yun affirmed the old man's amazingness, and her tone changed, "These people who do business, especially those who do big business, none of them are simple. Their hearts have as many holes as a beehive. They can sell you, and you'd still have to count the money for them. If you encounter such people, you must be careful."

Lin Zhao's eyes moved slightly, "The circle Grandma is talking about is so far away from me. There are so many people in our family; no one should dare to cheat me, right?"

Zhang Yun was stunned, then laughed, "That's not wrong. Not to mention your grandfather and your uncle, even your father can protect you."

Little Nine had been a black sesame rice ball since he was little. At a young age, he could order his peers around. At home, the ones who caused trouble were always his brothers, while he was that pure, flawless jasmine flower.

He rarely got angry, but when he did, it was very scary. His brothers didn't dare to provoke him, indulging Little Nine, this younger brother, until he didn't know the height of the sky or the depth of the earth.

Thinking of Little Nine in his youth, and then looking at the calm and steady appearance of her youngest son now, all kinds of tastes surged into Zhang Yun's heart.

Lin Zhao asked, "Grandma, when will Uncle and the others arrive?"

"There are many residual things in Hong Kong that need to be handled before they can come. It should take another month or two," Zhang Yun's voice was light and gentle, her eyes looking at her granddaughter loving, "Want to go back to the capital?"

Lin Zhao nodded, "Mm, I've stayed in Haicheng for too long. Yaobao will miss me."

Zhang Yun looked at her, and a smile appeared on her face, which was still delicate even though it had wrinkles.

Is it only Yaobao? Not necessarily.

Young couple, good relationship, wanting to be together is very normal; she can understand.

"If you want to go back, then go back. When your uncle and the others arrive, Grandma will definitely call you, and then you can come over again. How do you plan to go back?"

Lin Zhao's mouth curled up unconsciously, "I want to drive back myself."

The car Lin Yu gave Lin Zhao for transport had arrived. It was black, had a high chassis, and was super cool. Lin Zhao liked it at first sight and couldn't wait to drive it.

However, her parents were worried and wouldn't let her go on the road.

Zhang Yun didn't know about this, she was just surprised, "You know how to drive?"

"Mm-hmm, my driving skills are quite good. Your granddaughter's husband taught me, and later I specifically learned it. I have a license," Lin Zhao's eyes were serious.

"Grandma, I want to drive back," she said coquettishly.

Driving, although tiring, wasn't as stuffy as taking the train. You could stop whenever you wanted on the way, and you could look around everywhere. What a good life experience.

Zhang Yun was someone who spoiled children. Her granddaughter had never begged her, and it was rare for her to beg once, so how could she refuse?

"If you want to drive back, then drive back. But be careful on the road."

"By the way, is your second brother going to the capital? You go with him, so you have a companion."

Her granddaughter was a girl, so as a grandmother, she certainly wouldn't be completely at ease. Someone had to follow her back.

If she didn't know that Zhaozhao didn't like people following her, she would have arranged for a few bodyguards to escort her back.

With Zhang Yun making the decision, Lin Heling and Song Xiwei could only agree to let Zhaozhao drive back. The couple had seen Lin Zhao drive with their own eyes and saw that she drove very steadily, so they shouldn't have any problems, and they felt relieved.

"You even know how to use your grandmother to pressure me. You have a lot of heart," Lin Heling said to Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao's eyes flashed with a hint of agility, "You are my father, so I have to listen to what you say. Grandma is Dad's mother, so you have to listen to what she says. Of course, I have to find Grandma."

The legendary intergenerational affection is true, hahaha.

"My heart isn't much, but Grandma said Dad's heart is the most. Since you were little, you were a sesame-filled rice ball, and you could trick your peers one by one."

Lin Heling was stunned, obviously not expecting his mother to tell Zhaozhao these things.

He smiled helplessly.

"I can't beat you."

Song Xiwei watched the father and daughter bickering and smiled.

Lin Fu and Zhang Yun learned that their youngest daughter-in-law was Little Nine's savior and had taken good care of their son in the past few years, so they were very grateful to Song Xiwei.

Later, after getting along with her, they understood her character and knew that she was a straightforward person without any complicated thoughts. This personality suited the old couple's appetite, and both sides had intentions, quickly becoming a warm family.

The parents-in-law weren't overbearing or meddlesome, so Song Xiwei and Lin Heling lived very comfortably in the ancestral home.

After the Lin family ancestral home was repaired, Lin Zhao moved in to live with her grandparents, enjoying the love of the two elders, and her days were spent happily.

She was curled up on the sofa watching TV, while the skillful nanny was manicuring her hands on the side.

Lin Heling sat opposite, making phone calls.

Calling his sons one by one.

"... Mm, all come. See your grandparents; we need to worship the ancestors."

After finishing the business, he hung up the phone and dialed the next one.

Even the busy Third Brother was notified.

Receiving his father's call, Lin Shifan's tone rose, "Dad, how did you know I was here? We are truly father and son; we have a tacit understanding!"

A radiant smile appeared on his dark face, setting off his very white teeth, "Did you miss your son? I happen to have a two-month vacation and plan to go back to visit relatives. Dad, you tell Zhaozhao too; I won't tell her specifically."

Lin Heling replied, "Come to the Haicheng ancestral home. Come and recognize the door, and then recognize the people."

Lin Shifan thought it was to meet their aunt and said, "Alright, wait for me!"

After hanging up the phone, he immediately packed his things. A gentle look rarely appeared on his face, which had become increasingly dignified over the years.

"What's wrong with Dad? He's even humming." Lin Xiao returned from school. Before she put down her schoolbag, she heard her father singing a red song and asked her mother with a puzzled look.

After asking, she reached out to cover her ears, "Dad's singing is a bit ugly; every sentence is off-key."

It was a bit ugly, but... it was fine once you got used to it.

"Don't say that about your father."

Lin Xiao covered her mouth, "I know."

"Mom, you still haven't told me why Dad is in such a good mood?"

The woman replied, "What else could it be? Because he's going to Haicheng to see your grandparents and aunt, that's why he's happy."

Although Lin Xiao and her brother were far away from their grandparents and aunt, the siblings were very close to them.

Grandparents and aunt sent them new clothes, delicious food, and fun things every year, treating them especially well. Her classmates were all envious of how well her grandparents and aunt treated her.

Mm, her maternal grandparents also treated her well.

"Great, I can go to Haicheng. I love Haicheng so much. I want to go to the video game city, I want to go to the amusement park, I want to go to the biggest mall in Haicheng, and I want to go to the dance hall to watch performances..." Lin Xiao said excitedly.

These words happened to be heard by Lin Shifan.

He smiled and said, "Go, go to all of them. I'll listen to you."

After Lin Heling and Song Xiwei settled in Haicheng, Uncle Song transferred Lin Shichang to work in a large factory in Haicheng. Chen Yu also came. She didn't look for a job again but chose to be self-employed.

She opened a department store earlier, and later opened a restaurant.

The storefront was returned to the Lin family by the authorities, and Lin Heling gave it to his eldest son.

Everything he had, except for what he and his wife needed for retirement, was all divided among his children.

Lin Heling told his son very clearly that everyone had favoritism and would give Zhaozhao an extra share.

He always had a little more love for his only daughter.

Only when Zhaozhao had more things in her hands could he feel at ease.

The four Lin brothers had no objections. What objections could they have? The things were their father's; even if he didn't divide them among them, they would have nothing to say.

Being able to get houses, shops, gold bars... they were very satisfied.

The four brothers had money and loved spending money on their sister even more. The refrigerator in Lin Zhao's house was bought by Lin Shisheng, the big color TV was bought by Lin Shichang, the pager was bought by Meng Jiusi, the imported camera was bought by Lin Shifan...

Chen Yu saw her husband's thoughtful expression and asked worriedly, "Nothing happened, right?"

Lin Shichang's brow smoothed out, and he smiled, "Nothing. It was a call from Dad, saying that my grandparents had returned from Hong Kong. I didn't react for a moment."

In a few years, he would also be a grandfather. Suddenly hearing that his grandparents, whom he had never met, were still alive, he felt very surprised.

"From Hong Kong?!" Chen Yu knew that people from Hong Kong were very rich. Learning that her husband's grandparents were from there, she was very nervous.

"What are you nervous about?" Lin Shichang said with a smile.