Lady Lingquan lifts a thousand pounds

Mrs. Lin shouted so loudly that many surrounding villagers heard her.

She shouted so loudly on purpose so that everyone could hear her.

Only then did Lin Ping'an see his parents working in the fields.

At this moment, his face instantly became extremely gloomy.

His biological father and mother came to the house deliberately to bury him.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Are you here to help my son with work? No, no, no, I've invited so many people, so I don't need your help."

With that said, he went to get Old Man Lin and Old Mrs. Lin to get up.

Old Man Lin got up, but Old Mrs. Lin bent back and even sat down on the ground.

"Peace, mother is here to beg you. You also know that your third brother took away all the family's money and ran away, making the family's life difficult."

"Guangsheng still needs to study, your sister is getting married, and the family has a lot of money to spend. Your father and I had no choice, so we wanted to find some work."

Mrs. Lin felt that what she said was so beautiful.

Look, Lin Pingan is rich and is not good to his parents at all.

He had money to live a good life, and his family had money to hire people to work, but his parents had no money, so they had to work for him to earn the hard money.

If word of this gets out, how will Lin Ping'an behave? What will the people around him think of him?

Mrs. Lin was waiting for the villagers to accuse Lin Ping'an, and for Lin Ping'an to bow her head and submit to her.

However, she waited and waited, but the words she wanted didn't come.

On the contrary, someone said, "Didn't Lin Youfu own dozens of acres of land and rent it out to people outside? Why did Youfu's parents want to work outside for others to make money?"

Another person also said, "Yes, I don't work on the land myself, but work for others to make money. The people here and outside are still losing money. Is this money to burn?"

"Haha, I have dozens of acres of land, maybe it was burned."

The Seventh Aunt, who was senior, shouted loudly, "Mother Youfu, you spoiled him too much when you were a child, why are you still like this now? Your family, Youfu, went to the county town to visit the secret door, and dressed beautifully like that."

"How come you parents are dressed in rags and still have to work hard to make money at such an old age?"

Isn’t Lin Youfu just unfilial?

You go out to play by yourself while your parents go out to work?

Who is this?

Old Mrs. Lin did not expect that things would develop in this direction, and shouted angrily, "What are you talking about? Are you not working as a coolie at such an old age?"

Aunt Seven smiled and said, "We parents are incompetent, and neither is my son. Our family is poor, we don't have dozens of acres of land, and we don't have children to study. I'm willing to do it. What's wrong?"

"And we are not like you. My son is digging the ground over there, which requires a lot of effort. I just pick up dead branches and grass roots, and I don't have to use much effort."

Her son is doing the heavy work at home, and they are not allowed to do any work that is too tiring as parents.

But Mrs. Lin is not.

Her son is not here, and she is working here by herself.

Is it a shame?

Is this considered unfilial?

Old Mrs. Lin became even more angry, "Don't talk nonsense here. I just want to make some money and provide subsidies for my family. What's wrong?"

Lin Ping'an's heart felt like a big stone was weighing on him. He saw how partial his parents were in not wanting to see him, but he didn't expect that they could do something more extreme to bury him.

He pursed his lips and was about to say something more, when Liu Siniang came over.

"Dad, Mom, why are you here?"

Liu Siniang was carrying a baggage on her back. The baggage was full and she didn’t know what it contained. It looked very heavy.

Mrs. Lin had a bad expression when she saw her, but after thinking about the purpose of this time, she said, "I came to your place to make some money, what else can I do? Oh my, my life can't go on anymore."

She just cried about being poor on purpose, so that the whole village could see that Lin Ping'an and his family were living so well, but they didn't care about their parents.

Liu Siniang's expression remained unchanged, and she smiled and said, "Father, mother, didn't my eldest brother and sister-in-law make you new clothes this year? Isn't this clothes from more than ten years ago? How come you still find it and wear it?"

Others couldn't tell, but she could tell that the clothes were from more than ten years ago.

That's what she did.

Aunt Seven pouted on the side, "I was wearing a good coat a few days ago. I make new coats every year. When I go out, I deliberately wear clothes from more than ten years ago. Isn't it just to bury Ping An?"

Another old lady also said, "That's right, I don't want to live a happy life in peace. I did it on purpose."

"There is no limit to the partiality."

Mrs. Lin didn't care what they said, she planned to continue to bury Liu Siniang.

But Liu Siniang had already untied the burden.

"Father, mother, I know my sister-in-law is not good at craftsmanship, so she will definitely not make new coats for you. When I sent you autumn clothes a few days ago, I selected the materials and cotton and started preparing you to make your coats."

"Look, it's all done. Let's go home and try it, right?"

She just knew what was going on here, so she deliberately brought new cotton pants and jackets to show them, and also to all the villagers, that they were living a good life, but they did not forget to be filial to their parents.

They are not like Lin Youfu and Li Hehua. They don't think about making new clothes for their parents, they only care about their own happiness.

It's impossible for Mrs. Lin not to want those new clothes.

But the goal was not achieved, and she didn't want to leave.

Lin Ping'an said, "If my parents insist on making this money, then I will go to the county town to find my elder brother and ask him why he doesn't serve my parents at home and goes out to run around all day. Did he go out to make some money?" "

"If I can't find my eldest brother, I will go find Guang Sheng and ask him how everything is done in this family. Why are they so poor that they have to ask their grandparents to earn money for him to study?"

After hearing this, Old Man Lin also raised his head.

The old couple suddenly realized that Lin Pingan and his wife seemed different from before.

In the past, everything they said was reasonable. Even if Lin Ping'an and Liu Siniang didn't want to hear it, even if they felt aggrieved, they didn't dare to say anything and could only suffer the loss.

But now, they have actually learned to refute, and they can be arrogant in front of the villagers, and even fight back against them.

Okay, okay, this son is really different.

The third child took the money and ran away, which Mrs. Lin did not expect.

Now the second child has become so cunning, she didn't expect it.

Aunt Seven and several others were still shouting enviously nearby.

"Hey, my parents are so lucky. My son and daughter-in-law are capable and they even make new clothes for me."

"That's right. I'm so envious of us. We can't bear to make a new coat for several years. It takes three years to make a new coat, three years to make it, three years to make it, and three years to mend it."

"It looks like my life is good, tsk tsk."

Mrs. Lin was very angry, but there was nothing she could do.

She didn't care about Lin Pingan's reputation, but she couldn't let the reputations of Lin Youfu and Lin Guangsheng be stained in the slightest.

For the sake of her eldest son and grandson, she had no choice but to give in.

Old Mrs. Lin and Old Man Lin went back, followed by Liu Siniang, still carrying the big baggage.

As soon as she entered the old house, Mrs. Lin suddenly turned around and stretched out her hand to hit.

But Liu Siniang stepped back and retreated outside the gate.

"Mom, I will send it here."