"You mean I can take this order?" Lin Dagen's mind immediately started working, and his face crinkled into a chrysanthemum as he smiled.
"As long as my goods are flawless, the rest is up to you. A friendly reminder: if the other party is buying at a high price and in large quantities, make sure to arrange in advance that they are under the protection of the government to avoid getting into trouble."
"Thank you very much, Madam Lin." With Lin Zhaozhao's assurance, Lin Dagen replied happily.
After locking up the warehouse, Lin Zhaozhao, Lin Yangyang, Li Xiujuan, and Lin Fusheng, who were packing up their stall, went home, while Li Junsheng took the account books back to the shop.
"Get out, all of you get out, you heartless bastards!" As soon as they arrived at the door, Li Xiujuan and her three companions heard Old Lady Lin's heart-wrenching roar, which was mixed with Ping An's sobs and Xiao Guai's low growls.
“Mother, we just arrived in Huichun and wanted to do our best to show our filial piety. Why did you scold us like this? Yes, I am not as capable as my elder brother, so it is understandable that you look down on our family.” Lin Fugui and Zheng Lianhua stood at the door, dressed in tattered clothes. Their thin faces and pitiful expressions attracted the attention of those around them.
"This whole mess is clearly caused by my mother's favoritism."
"The big family lived in a large house, wore new clothes, and ran a shop, while the small family was poor and destitute, pitiful."
"Tsk, the Lin family's fruit shop is making a fortune, yet they can't even tolerate their own brothers. Justice will prevail, they'll get their comeuppance sooner or later."
Outsiders were gossiping, but Lin Fugui and his two friends were secretly laughing. His mother (mother-in-law and grandmother) valued face the most, and now that this had happened, in order to maintain the remaining mother-son relationship and silence the gossip, they had to give them some face.
Who knows what they felt when they suffered repeated setbacks after arriving in Huichun and learned that Lin Fusheng's family was doing very well. They had finally been able to stand on high and look down on their elder brother who was superior to them in every way, but in such a short time, the tables had turned.
Despite their inner resistance, they still came looking for them. Lin Jinxiu said she would return to her peak and wouldn't let them suffer, but the family of four lived in a dirty and messy house, eating only radishes and vegetables. Having been used to a life of luxury, how could they endure this hardship?
It's just like before, bowing your head and being shameless. What's so difficult about that? But Lin Fugui, Zheng Lianhua, and Lin Jin didn't expect that Old Lady Lin would react so strongly.
Thus, the scene that Li Xiujuan, Lin Fusheng, Lin Zhaozhao, and Lin Yangyang witnessed came to be.
"Lin Fugui, is this how you show filial piety to your mother?" Li Xiujuan had a deep bond with Old Lady Lin and knew her personality very well. Little did she know that Lin Fugui was deliberately trying to provoke Old Lady Lin, hoping that she would prioritize the bigger picture and accept them back.
Purely delusional.
As soon as she put the cart down, Li Xiujuan walked a few steps to the door, picked up Lin Fugui, and kicked him out the door.
"Honey, are you alright?" Zheng Lianhua was terrified of this sister-in-law, so she immediately used her relationship with Lin Fugui to run over, leaving Lin Jin standing alone at the door. After a moment of staring at each other, he swallowed hard and distanced himself from Li Xiujuan.
“Sister-in-law, even if we are wrong, you can’t hit us. Fugui is already weak from fleeing the war. If you kick him like that, he’ll…” Zheng Lianhua hesitated, but the outsiders pointed and whispered. Li Xiujuan gave a cold look, which made the whispering outsiders’ hearts pound.
"You all look healthy and nimble. Your clothes are a bit worn but not dirty. Tell me where you fled from?" Li Xiujuan hit the nail on the head, and the onlookers realized what was going on.
“They don’t look like refugees. The almshouse was crowded with disaster victims before, all dressed in rags and smelling terrible. The water was black after they took a bath. These three just look a bit thinner.”
"Do you still remember the real refugees who fled here? They were just skin and bones."
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