Lin's father, curious, asked first, "Qinghuan, what industry is so profitable?"
Lin Qinghuan laughed and said, "Dad, you're too old. They don't like you. They prefer young and strong men."
"It's not like they're mining coal, is it?" Lin Qing said.
In Lin Qing's mind, only coal mining required young and strong people.
"It's all physical labor," Lin Qinghuan said, suppressing a laugh.
The Lin family all looked at Lin Qinghuan, wanting to know what kind of job could be so lucrative.
“It’s a male prostitute, I think it’s especially suitable for Third Brother.” Lin Qinghuan finished speaking and laughed heartily.
Lin Ming slammed his fist on the table in anger, "Lin Qinghuan, do you believe I'll beat you to death?"
That brat! She actually made him a male prostitute! That's outrageous!
"I don't believe it," Lin Qinghuan said.
Lin's father glanced helplessly at Lin Qinghuan and said seriously, "Qinghuan, you are not allowed to say these things outside, or you will be ridiculed to death."
"Dad, I promise I won't tell."
She's not stupid; she knows what to say and what not to say.
Lin Qinghuan put down her bowl, waved her fist at Lin Ming, who was full of anger, and said seriously, "I was just making a suggestion, I didn't force you to sell yourself, why are you in such a hurry?"
Lin Qinghuan looked Lin Ming up and down, then curled her lips and said, "With your temperament, looks and figure, even rich women wouldn't be interested in you."
Enraged, Lin Ming threw the bowl at Lin Qinghuan. Lin Qinghuan, who had been anticipating Lin Ming's attack, slapped the bowl back at him. The bowl hit Lin Ming on the head, and Lin Ming let out a scream.
When Lin's father and the others saw that Lin Ming's face was covered in food and there was a piece of pork belly on his head, they couldn't help but laugh.
Lin Ming wiped the food off his face and shouted angrily, "Lin Qinghuan..."
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