"Lin Zimo, what are you doing! This is disrespectful to grandpa!" Lin Zisheng scolded.

"Zi Sheng!"

Lin Qishan shook his head slightly at his son: "At this time, the more stupid he is, the more beneficial it is to us, so leave him alone!"

Everyone knows that once the old man dies, the property under his control will probably be divided into three parts and handed over to the three brothers of the Lin family to take care of.

However, the third child is dead, and Lin Zimo, as a son, should inherit his father's share.

If Lin Zimo is unable to manage these properties, the old man will definitely put the Lin family first and may reduce his share of the inheritance with Lin Zimo.

Naturally, the reduced portion was given equally to the eldest and second eldest children.

Therefore, the stupider Lin Zimo behaves at this time, the better it will be for the boss and the second child.

"Zimo, did you ignore what uncle said just now? You are still acting like this in front of your grandfather. With your kind of mind, how dare you leave the Lin family's assets to you to take care of?"

Sure enough, Great Bolin Qitian changed the topic to inheritance.

Although the old man was very angry at the moment, his mind was very clear. He could hear all the conversations, so he naturally knew what his two sons were planning, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

After working hard all his life, only one grandson was really worried about himself.

Seeing Lin Zimo holding a banknote and putting it on his forehead despite everyone's objections, the old man became worried for Lin Zimo.

This child has been kind-hearted since he was a child and believed whatever others said. Now he is using banknotes as talismans. How will he manage the company in the future?

If the property is really divided equally into three parts, I am afraid that after their death, the eldest son and the second son will eat up the mother and son until there is no bones left. Instead of doing this, it is better to give Zimo a sum of money to let their mother and son live in peace.

Live the rest of your life peacefully.

"Cough cough cough..."

The old man coughed a few times, and everyone immediately shut up and stared at him with eyes.

"Okay, okay, boss and second child, I know what you are thinking, so I will make a will according to your requirements. But Zimo has been kind-hearted since he was a child. You can't bully their mother and son after I leave."

The old man touched Lin Zimo's hand and said weakly.

Seeing that the old man had compromised, the corners of the boss's mouth began to rise uncontrollably.

"Grandpa, you don't need to make a will, believe me, I can cure you!" Lin Zimo said seriously.

"You kid, don't trust what the charlatan says anymore. Take the money grandpa gave you and live a good life." The old man raised his dry palm with great effort and rubbed Lin Zimo's head lovingly.

"No, I don't want money! Grandpa, the person who gave me the talisman is not a charlatan at all. He is really a god-like figure. Please, just trust me once, just once!" Lin Zimo said stubbornly.

Looking at Lin Zimo with a serious look on his face, the old man thought to himself that he was about to die anyway, so it would be okay to coax his grandson.

So, the old man nodded.

Lin Zimo was so happy that he quickly took out a banknote with a talisman written on it and put it on his grandfather's forehead.

Just when everyone was about to see Lin Zimo make a fool of himself, the next scene suddenly shocked the jaws of the entire Lin family, and they all froze in place with their eyes wide open.

Whoosh!

Dazzling golden light erupted from the banknotes, like the dawn breaking through the dark night.

Black gas emitted from the old man's body. The black gas melted like white snow under the golden light. Gradually, the golden light filled the old man's body.

Finally, the golden light dissipated, and the banknotes on his forehead turned into fly ash and disappeared without a trace.

The vision disappeared for a long time, and the entire hall was still immersed in horror, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Grandpa, how do you feel?"

It wasn't until Lin Zimo asked that the Lin family recovered from their stupor.

"Relax, my whole body feels warm, and my whole body is full of strength!"

The old man's voice became much louder when he spoke, his originally dark skin was gradually regaining its color, and his eyes were getting brighter.

"It's amazing! It's amazing! All the data are getting better! They are no doubt like normal people!"

The Lin family's personal doctor was shocked when he looked at the results displayed by the instrument.

"Zimo, where is the master who saved me? We have to thank him!" The old man hurriedly asked Lin Zimo that we must be friends with such a strange person.

Lin Zimo said quickly: "Grandpa, the master left something behind and left without leaving any information. He just said that he would take the initiative to find me when needed."

"Well, since the other party said he would come to you, then you should be prepared to keep him when you meet him. Grandpa must thank the master in person for his life-saving grace."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at his two sons who had been silent and snorted: "What? I can't die, are you sad?"

The eldest and second eldest brother immediately trembled, and quickly squeezed out a smile and said:

"Dad, what are you talking about? If you can recover, it will be too late for us to be happy as your son!"

"Yes, eldest brother and I are just too happy."

The two looked at each other and could see the bitterness in each other's eyes.

It seems that today, the duck has flown, and it also made Lin Zimo steal the show.

"snort!"

The old man snorted coldly and did not pursue the matter too much, but said sternly: "In the past two years when I was seriously ill, all the forces outside were ready to take action. Now, thanks to Zimo, I can live for two more years with this old bone.

.”

"Boss, inform the Junlin Hotel to prepare a birthday banquet, so that those who have evil thoughts know that I am still alive and well!"

Lin Qitian was shocked. The old man's words seemed to have some meaning, as if he was telling them to the two brothers.

Not daring to think too much, Lin Qitian quickly went to arrange it.

…

The sun is setting over the western mountains, and the twilight is vast.

Chen Dong walked home with his parents.

After talking along the way, Chen Wenshan and Han Mei did not drive their son away again.

"Dong'er, what's in your bag?"

As soon as she entered the door, Han Mei saw the package on the ground, and she vaguely remembered that it was brought back by Chen Dong.

"Here are my master's ashes. I want to take him back to his hometown."

That's what he said, but Chen Dong only knew that the master's home was in a small town in the south, but the master never said where it was.

I can only wait until I have time to look for it slowly.

"Humph, since you are your mentor, how can you throw the ashes on the ground? There is a box in the house, come in with me!" Lin Wenshan still had a straight face and limped into the house.

Han Mei patted Chen Dong on the shoulder and said, "Your father is a talkative man. He is asking you to enter the house. Go quickly."

"Okay!"

Chen Dong felt happy and hurriedly ran into the house with his master's ashes.

Han Mei looked at her son's back, a long-lost smile appeared on her face, but the next second she sighed heavily.

If Shiqing hadn't gotten sick and the family was still together, how wonderful that life would have been.

Now she just hopes that Chen Dong will really turn around and not go back to the same old path.

Time passed by, and the sky outside became completely dark.

Chen Dong's return allowed Han Mei to cook a few more side dishes.

Even though it was a vegetable, it was nothing more than some rotten vegetable leaves, sprouted potatoes, and stir-fried vegetables.

Han Mei went to the vegetable market to pick up these vegetables early in the morning. Every penny she can save is worth it.

Looking at these dishes, Chen Dong finally understood how his parents' frail bodies came about, and his eyes turned red.

All of this is my own fault!

"Dong'er, let's eat. There's nothing good at home. Just make do with what you have. Don't be dissatisfied. I'll go to the vegetable market early tomorrow to see if I can get some scraps from the butcher shop." Han Mei forced a laugh and gave Chen Dong some.

A piece of potato.

Looking at the food in the bowl, Chen Dong smiled and said, "Mom, how could I dislike it! This is the best meal I have eaten in so many years!"

After Chen Dong said this, he put the rice into his mouth with big mouthfuls. He ate deliciously.

"By the way, why haven't I seen my little sister for so long since I came back?" Chen Dong asked.

Chen Wenshan said coldly: "Jia Jia works part-time at Junlin Hotel."

Han Mei sighed: "Jiajia said she couldn't pile up all her debts to Shiqing, so she went to work as soon as the college entrance examination was over. Dong'er, you are back now, helping the family to persuade Jiajia. She said she didn't want to go to college.

, I want to help my family make money.”

Chen Dong put down the bowl and chopsticks, he understood what his mother meant.

Han Mei just hoped that Chen Dong would find a decent job quickly so that his sister would not have to make money.

"Mom, don't worry! I will definitely let my little sister go to school. You don't have to worry about money. I will definitely let you live the best life."

Speaking of making money, Chen Dong couldn't help but think of the good old Lin Zimo.

The Lin family seems to be quite wealthy.

After chatting for a while, it was already getting late.

Chen Dong looked at the dark night sky outside, stood up and said, "Mom and Dad, it's too late. I'm going to pick up my little sister. It's not safe for her to be a girl."

Before his parents could speak, Chen Dong had already left the house. When Han Mei chased him out, Chen Dong was nowhere to be seen outside the door.

High in the sky, Chen Dong stepped on his natal flying sword.
Chapter completed!