Everyone wants to live to be a hundred years old. The elderly hate it when others curse them to die. Grandpa Lin was no exception. After hearing Lin Qinghui's words, he glared at Lin Qinghui angrily and said, "If you want a house, if you want money, go ask your dad or your grandpa. I won't give you a single penny."
Lin Qinghui pouted unhappily and muttered under his breath, "So biased, so stingy!"
When Grandpa Lin heard Lin Qinghui's complaint, he glanced at Lin Qinghui sideways and sneered, "I am biased and stingy, so what can you do about it?"
"I have more money than I can spend, but I'm not giving it to you. You'll be so envious."
Lin Qinghui snorted coldly and said with his neck stiff, "If you don't want to give it to me, then don't. I'll make my own big money in the future."
Uncle Lin slapped Lin Qinghui's bottom and said irritably, "Don't talk to your great-grandfather like that. Didn't your teacher teach you to respect the elderly and care for the young?"
“Grandpa, I also want to respect Great-Grandpa, but Great-Grandpa doesn’t love me, he only loves Lin Qinghuan, so I can’t bring myself to respect him,” Lin Qinghui said.
"you……"
Uncle Lin suddenly realized that Lin Qinghui was right, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Grandpa Lin rolled his eyes at Lin Qinghui. "I don't care about your respect and filial piety. There are plenty of people who respect you and plenty of people who are filial to you."
"I have many people who respect and are filial to me, but I'm too lazy to respect or be filial to you," Lin Qinghui retorted.
Lin Qinghuan listened to the conversation between Lin Qinghui and Grandpa Lin and felt it was particularly childish.
On New Year's Eve, Lin Qinghuan was sitting in the yard shelling peanuts when Xiao Shunzi from the village ran into the yard and said to Lin Qinghuan, "Lin Qinghuan, the village chief wants you to go to the village committee to answer a phone call."
Lin Qinghuan's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this. At this time, apart from Wei Xiao, there shouldn't be anyone else calling her.
Lin Qinghuan grabbed two handfuls of peanuts for Xiao Shunzi and walked happily toward the village committee.
Lin Qinghuan walked into the village committee with a smile on her face and greeted the village chief with a smile, "Uncle Village Chief, Happy New Year!"
The village chief smiled and replied, "Good, good!"
"Who called me?" Lin Qinghuan asked.
The village chief said with a smile, "Wei Xiao, he wants you to call back."
Lin Qinghuan couldn't help but smile. She was right; it really was Wei Xiao calling her.
Lin Qinghuan picked up the receiver and dialed back. The call connected, and a familiar voice came through the other end of the line, "Qinghuan, are you alright?"
"I am fine, and you?"
How are you doing?
Hearing Lin Qinghuan's gentle and pleasant voice, Wei Xiao said softly, "I'm fine."
Lin Qinghuan asked, "Wei Xiao, are you still out, not at home?"
"Yeah, I'm still out here. I can't go home for the New Year, and I can't be with you either. Have fun," Wei Xiao replied.
Lin Qinghuan's brows furrowed involuntarily, a sense of unease creeping into her heart.
"Wei Xiao, you promised me you'd propose to my grandfather after the New Year, you can't break your promise."
Wei Xiao said, "I won't break my promise. When you come back from Baiyun Village, my grandmother and mother will go together to propose marriage."
Lin Qinghuan said, "What about you? Aren't you going to personally attend the marriage proposal?"
Wei Xiao: "Qing Huan, I'll try to find time to go back."
Lin Qinghuan asked somewhat unhappily, "Wei Xiao, are you really that busy?"
Wei Xiao also wanted to spend time with Lin Qinghuan, but there were many reasons why he couldn't be with her often, and he felt somewhat guilty towards her.
"Qinghuan, you have to understand me."
“I understand you, I’ll wait for you to come back,” Lin Qinghuan said.
...
When Lin Qinghuan returned home, she saw Li Qiang standing in the yard chatting and laughing with her father. It seemed that her father was very satisfied with Li Qiang.
When Li Qiang saw Lin Qinghuan return, he nodded slightly to her. Lin's father, seeing Lin Qinghuan's return, smiled and asked, "Qinghuan, did Wei Xiao call you?"
Lin Qinghuan laughed and said, "Wei Xiao called me and asked if I was happy and when I was going back."
Seeing how good the relationship was between Lin Qinghuan and Wei Xiao, Lin's father was happy for Lin Qinghuan.
A hint of jealousy flashed in Lin Piaoxue's eyes. "That brat, she's so lucky. She found a boyfriend who comes from a good family, is capable, and is devoted to Lin Qinghuan. I don't know what she did to deserve such a good man in her past life."
Li Jian stood by his house wall, his face full of gloom as he watched Li Qiang chatting and laughing with the Lin family in the Lin family's courtyard. His heart was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.
When Lin Qinghuan looked up, she saw Li Jian's gloomy eyes, his face as if covered with a layer of ice, his eyes fixed on Li Qiang and Lin Piaoxue, the jealousy and hatred in his eyes impossible to conceal.
Lin Qinghuan's heart suddenly tightened. This was an expression of extreme hatred. Li Jian could not have Lin Piaoxue and could not love her. In the end, his love turned into hatred.
Lin Qinghuan was very curious about what kind of revenge a simp would choose.
Will Lin Piaoxue regret getting involved with Li Jian, this budding, rotten peach blossom?
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