The Factory Director's Darling in the Nineties

Lin Lu - a Kyoto University student with a promising future.

Song Chen - a military officer with a bright future.

Due to a life-saving grace, the two were forced to marry and have child...

Chapter 133 The Uncle Who Stole the Relics

Lin Jingbei and Song Jiajia finally understood what was said.

Song Nan and Song Xixi were like idiots, very satisfied with their masterpiece.

She also said: "Aunt, you have good taste. See, I said it should be done like this to look good. I will ask my brother for a big red envelope later."

As they were talking, Second Aunt Chen Meihua brought in a boy and introduced him to Lin Lu and the others: "This is Xiaoquan from Big Brother's family. Let him play here with you. Xiaolu, keep an eye on them and make sure they don't cause any trouble."

Then he introduced everyone to Song Xiaoquan one by one: "This is your aunt, Jiajia sister, Xixi sister, and Song Nan brother"

"Hey, he's as big as Xiaobei's."

Song Quan said dryly, "I was born in 1981, in May."

Lin Lu: "Then you are the older brother, and Xiaobei was born in June, so he is the younger brother."

Song Quan didn't want to go back to his home in the countryside, but his parents insisted on coming and taking him with them.

So annoying.

There's nothing good to eat here. There's not even a big shopping mall, and everyone looks dirty.

Oh, except this aunt and brother Jingbei.

She's dressed quite fashionably.

The down jacket Lin Jingbei was wearing was a brand that his mother had been begging him to buy for a long time but she still refused to buy it for him. All the wealthy classmates in his class had it.

Lin Jingbei's clothes just look like fakes. How can the clothes bought in this clothing store be real?

There isn't even a specialty store.

Even though he disliked this place, Song Quan still pretended to be nice and called people one by one.

Finally, I don’t know if my brain was screwed, but I said: “Are you the aunt that my uncle married as a live-in son-in-law?”

Chen Meihua was speechless: I invited your family to a banquet, not to ruin the party.

Look at what this kid is saying?

He even dared to say that to his own uncle.

Lin Jingbei said calmly, "Is your father the uncle who stole my grandma's belongings and insisted on saying they were the winners of the lottery?"

I don't know where this kid heard this.

But Chen Meihua thought what he said was very good.

In situations like this, the child has to speak for himself. Once he and Lin Lu intervene to help, it will become two adults bullying a child.

Song Quan obviously didn't expect Lin Jingbei to say that. His mind suddenly buzzed, "What?"

Lin Jingbei: "Didn't you hear me? I said your dad stole my grandma's belongings and pretended he won the lottery."

Song Quan sneered, his hands in his trouser pockets: "Don't talk nonsense, when did my dad steal your grandma's belongings? Your grandma is alive and well. I think you may have mistaken who your grandma is. Your last name seems to be Lin."

Song Nan frowned: "No matter what his last name is, his father is still Fourth Uncle, and your grandma is his grandma."

Song Xixi: "That's right. Besides, aren't you from the city? Who knows you? What are you doing here?"

Song Quan: "If my parents hadn't asked me to come, I would never have set foot in your shabby house in my life. I don't want to have anything to do with you country people."

Lin Jingbei: "Oh, I don't want to talk to people from a small place like you."

His family bought two houses in Shanghai, so he can be said to be half a Shanghainese.

Song Quan: "If the city is considered a small place, then I'd like to ask which big place you're from, brother. Tell me about it."

Chen Meihua laughed and said, "Alright, alright, the new house is ready. Everyone, come out and stop standing around. It's almost time for dinner."

Lin Lu didn't like this poor kid and didn't even look at him.

She couldn't find a place to sit downstairs by the fire, so she wanted to go home and sit down, and then bring the food over there to eat, as it would be much warmer.

After calling Lin Jingbei, the mother and daughter were ready to do so, but their evil plan was seen through by Song Nan, and he also wanted to go. Song Xixi and her sister couldn't find a place to sit, so they were sure to follow.

But no one wanted Song Quan to follow, so a few people went first, and the rest left him behind and went later.

But he was like a dog-skin plaster, I couldn't get rid of him, and he followed me shamelessly.

Lin Lu had just sat down when Song Chen came to the old house and prepared to call her to dinner.

Lin Lu: "Please bring us some food and we'll eat here. It's too cold outside."

Especially now that it was getting dark and a light drizzle was falling, the cold penetrated into my bones.

Song Chen: "Okay, wait."

From beginning to end, he didn't even look at his nephew whose eyes were drifting to the sky.

Not to mention his nephew, he doesn't even look at his own son. He only has eyes for his wife.

Song Jiajia finally met Lin Lu and asked her about the tutoring that her classmates asked her to ask.

Lin Lu’s answer was: I’m not planning to open a business in the county town yet, it’s not convenient to go there.

Okay, Song Jiajia planned to go back and tell them that if they were willing, they could come to Qingshui Town to make up for it on weekends.

She then said, "Aunt, I have two weeks of vacation. Can you help me with my English during these days? I'll give the same tuition as everyone else, or a little more than them is fine."

Song Xixi decided not to join in the fun.

Lin Lu: "Sure."

If Song Zidong hadn't needed help with his wedding these two days, she would still be tutoring her students, and it would probably last until the end of the year.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Song Quan, who was ignored, said: "My grades are not bad either. I am in the top 20 in our school. Why don't I help you with your studies? Aunt, you haven't been to school for many years. Are you okay?"

He had heard that his aunt graduated from Kyoto University, but so many years had passed and she must have forgotten that knowledge long ago.

Lin Lu didn't want to argue with this kid because she knew he had a sharp tongue and was worried that she would make him cry, and she didn't want to coax him.

Then it’s child to child.

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