Giving the other person a half-smile, Lin Zhan stood up and replied lightly, "I'm a gigolo? Yes, I'm a gigolo of my wife."

His peach blossom eyes smiled brightly: "My wife is willing to let me eat soft rice, big brother, it's useless for you to envy her."

"But you're not bad either."

Leaning his upper body towards Lin Jun, Lin Zhan raised the corner of his mouth: "You marrying into the family is also a gigolo, right? You eat it even more thoroughly than I do."

"But I don't understand why being a gigolo is considered shameful and worthless for me, while being a gigolo for you is considered so proud and honorable?"

Slapping away Lin Jun's hand that was about to grab his collar, Lin Zhan stood up straight and shook his collar: "Don't be angry, you know I'm not very decent. Why would you argue with me? You are a researcher now, you are so powerful, why would you bother with a second-rate person like me?"

"If you think I'm embarrassing you, then don't move back here. Cut off all ties with this place completely, so that we, your poor relatives, won't come after you and drag you down as a researcher at Lin University."

Looking at Lin Zhan's leaving back, Lin Jun's face turned ashen with anger.

Sun Miao pulled him back onto the stool and said helplessly, "What did I tell you yesterday? I told you to talk to your brother properly, but you couldn't hold back your temper. Now, not only has the relationship not improved, it's become even more strained."

Lin Jun: "You blame me? This kid is so useless. If I don't scold him, who else can control him?"

"He also said that I was a gigolo, he..." He couldn't bring himself to curse at his own brother.

I was so angry and suffocated that soon my eyes turned red and tears started to flow out.

Wen Hui was caught off guard by this scene and choked on a mouthful of steamed bun: "Ahem, big brother, you..."

Wiping his eyes vigorously with his sleeve, the tough Lin Jun burst into tears: "I'm not crying because he scolded me for marrying into the family, I'm..."

He choked up, "Whenever I think about how Mom had to work day and night selling buns and doing business with others to support the family without my knowledge... I feel so bad..."

His wife was right. He had neglected his family too much over the years. If he had moved back earlier, his mother would not have suffered so much.

Lin Zhan, you bastard, has no sympathy for his mother at all. His family is in such a difficult situation, yet he still hangs out there.

Wen Hui hadn't expected her brother to cry because of this. Blinking, she hesitated and said, "Brother, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

Lin Jun: "You say."

Wen Hui: "That's right... Big Brother, did you misunderstand something? Oh, forget it, Big Brother, come with me. I'm on my way to school, and Mom and Second Sister-in-law are short of help..."

She really couldn't stand it anymore. If her eldest brother continued to misunderstand, he might think that the family was so poor that he would have to go out and beg for food.

What about getting up early and going to bed late, what about being humble... Is this talking about her mother?

The breakfast shop is doing well now, and her mother is so happy that she wants to be the first one to jump up and make dumplings every morning.

Older people go to bed early. Her mother goes to bed around seven o'clock every night, and when she opens her eyes at three o'clock in the morning, she is more energetic than anyone else.

So when my eldest brother said that my mother got up early and worked hard, that was a bit wrong... Normally, my mother also got up early in the morning to go to the vegetable market.

As for "being greedy for the night", that's even more ridiculous. Every night it's basically my second sister-in-law who mixes the stuffing for the buns to be used the next morning. Now that it's cold, the stuffing won't go bad if left overnight.

As for kneading the dough... her second brother kneaded it at a fixed time and place every night. During this period of time, she clearly saw that her second brother's arms had become two times stronger.

In short, it didn't make my mother have to get up early and work late.

Of course, selling buns is definitely hard work, but she also heard that her mother and second sister-in-law have recently discussed adding more people to help, so things will soon be much easier.

And what my eldest brother said - Mom has to be humble when doing business with others...

Thinking of the popularity of breakfast shops...

Lin Wenhui sighed, stood up and led the way: "Brother, let's go, don't cry." It was embarrassing for her, his younger sister, to see him crying like this at such an old age.

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Not only Lin Jun but also Sun Miao went to the breakfast shop with her.

After walking out of the alley where their home was, and within 300 meters along the road, Lin Jun and Sun Miao saw a group of people huddled together not far away, and they didn't know what they were doing.

They were so cold that they wrapped themselves in their coats, but they all stretched their necks to look at the same place.

Lin Jun was puzzled: "What are they looking at? What is going on there and why are there so many people here so early in the morning?"

Lin Wenhui did not answer, but continued to walk towards the crowd with her elder brother and sister-in-law.

Sun Miao didn't like crowds, so he called out to Lin Wenhui, "Wenhui, there are too many people ahead. Let's take a detour. If we go through like this, what if there are thieves inside..."

Lin Wenhui interrupted her: "No need to take a detour, it's right ahead."

As she spoke, she led the two of them a distance forward. When they were closer and could finally see what store the crowd was surrounding, Lin Wenhui raised her finger and pointed, "Mom and my second sister-in-law are right over there."

"What's there?"

There were too many people in front, and the noise was too mixed. Lin Wenhui's voice was usually low, so Lin Jun didn't hear clearly what Lin Wenhui said. He asked while looking in the direction his sister pointed...

Next second.

He saw his mother slamming the counter impatiently and shouting at the person closest to it, "If you say you don't have enough money, just say it directly. You're dithering and asking for it, then not, and you're trying to take advantage of the chaos to give me less money. Are you taking me for a fool, aren't you?"

"Come on, there are so many people waiting in line. I don't have time to argue with you. I'm done with you. Don't buy from me anymore. You're such a dishonest person. You're giving me a few cents here and a dime there, as if you're giving me a lot of money. But in fact, the money is not enough. Do you think I, an old lady, can't count?"

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