After the zombies traveled through time, they were tricked by the villain into becoming a stepmother

Phew~

Lin Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief.

It was enough to have his nephew's promise. Knowing that he would not be easily deceived by his so-called biological mother again, he, as her uncle, had no other requests.

Looking at the conflicted look on the boy's face, he sighed in his heart and raised his hand to gently pat the child's shoulder.

Although everyone understands this truth, the reason why we are human beings is because we have emotions in our hearts.

No matter how bad Zhou is now, she has been the mother of her nephew for seven or eight years. If she says she doesn't recognize him and then immediately has no feelings for him, then she is really not a human being.

"Hey, if you feel sad, it's okay to cry. I'm your uncle, not an outsider, so I won't laugh at you! Cry."

The big hand patting my shoulder was so solid, as if it could easily support the helpless child's life that was about to collapse.

Lin Youan raised his hand and fiercely wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes. His voice was two degrees colder than the gloom in his eyes.

"I won't cry! I have my mother, my sister, my uncle, my aunt, and a bunch of brothers and sisters. I'm living a good life now, what's there to cry about?"

Then he lowered his eyes and snorted coldly.

"Let's wait and see who will be the one crying in the future."

"You're right to think so!"

Lin Yuanshan nodded in satisfaction.

"How can a man who is a man of integrity and integrity cry and howl over these women's things all day long?

Although you have the burden of filial piety, it is not easy to confront Zhou directly. But it's okay, isn't your great uncle still alive?

I am your father's eldest brother, and the old saying goes that the eldest brother is like a father. If I were in a clan that likes to be serious, I would have the right to divorce her on behalf of your father.

Although she was quicker than me and remarried first, it's okay, it won't hinder my performance.

If she dares to bother me again, I will go directly to her new husband's house. I will see if she still wants to live a rich and luxurious life. "

Since his uncle understood what he meant, Lin Youan quickly opened his mouth to thank him.

"Thank you, uncle!"

"What are you thanking me for? You little bastard, you have as many ideas as a sieve. Go back to your study and study. You are not very active but you are always worried. Be careful that you have too many ideas, or you will not grow taller in the future!"

He slapped the brat casually, then picked up the ball of cotton thread and began to tie it up in an orderly manner. These were the threads that his wife had twisted bit by bit under the oil lamp last night. The adults and children in the family all relied on these little things to make shoes.

Knowing the hardships of his wife, he wanted to share as much as possible. Even if it was a job that other men would consider as needlework, Lin Yuanshan was willing to lend a hand.

He thought that if he worked more, his wife would have to work less. It was this worthless so-called love that deceived Liu into working hard for the family day and night.

Thinking of the various marks, deep and shallow, on his wife's fingers, Lin Yuanshan spat at himself in his heart.

You are really nothing.

The movements of his hands became even faster.

Lin Youan originally planned to go back to the study to study, but after taking two steps, he remembered that there was something he hadn't said, so he turned back and sat down.

"What are you doing?"

"Uncle."

The child's voice was truly low this time.

"The twenty-first of next month is my father's death anniversary."

Lin Yuanshan's hand that was winding the thread ball paused for a moment. His head was lowered so no expression could be seen on his face. One could only hear him hum.

"This is not something you, a little kid, should worry about. I will take care of everything. Just focus on studying hard."

After several breaths, he looked up at his nephew, trying to make his tone more relaxed and to paint the best future for the child.

“When the time comes, you can go to your father’s grave and kowtow a few times, asking him to bless you so that you can study smoothly and take the imperial examination.

Next year there will be an examination for tongsheng, the year after that for xiucai, the year after that for juren, and then for zhuangyuan.

Then you can become a high-ranking official, and it would be best if you could be granted a title of nobility or become a prime minister

This way, our Lin family can turn things around!"

Those unpleasant words successfully dispelled all the sadness in Lin Youan's heart. Seeing that his uncle was having a good daydream, his mouth twitched and he gave a few words of advice with difficulty.

"…My father just died, he didn't become a god."

So don't make too outrageous wishes. That is all under the jurisdiction of Emperor Wenchang. My father is just a juren, so I guess he can't have any serious relationship with him.

The conflicted expression on my nephew's face is so funny. He looks like an eight-year-old child. How can he act like an old man every day?

"You little brat, you won't let me make a wish? What if the second brother can succeed down there? How smart is your father, how can I not know that?"

Lin Yuanshan laughed and cursed a few words, then tiptoed in the direction of the door.

"Hurry back to study."

"Hey, I'll go right away."

Everything that needed to be said had been said. Since the elders were taking care of all the chores, Lin Youan could naturally free up more time and energy to focus on his studies.

People are indeed born different, and everyone has different strengths. Take Lin Youwen for example. He is obviously several years older than his cousin, and he also worked hard at his desk for many years before he achieved the small achievement of a Tongsheng.

Although he knew before that he probably lacked talent, his sixth brother was still young at that time and the two of them were not in such a strong contrast, so he didn't feel so bad.

But now it's different. He feels like he's lying in front of the desk every day, being tortured by his sixth brother like a slow slicing.

They all have the same two eyes and one nose, and they all lie in front of the desk, shaking their heads and talking about all sorts of things.

How come the sixth brother can pass the same article after reading it a few times, while he has to read it over and over again dozens of times and may even make mistakes?

This is so hurtful to one's self-esteem!

Even someone as broad-minded as Lin Youwen could not help but feel like he was about to collapse!

He sighed dejectedly.

Lin Youan, who was sitting on the other side, heard his cousin's sigh and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

In order to take care of his brother's feelings, he tried to recite it as slowly as possible. But his second brother's talent for reading was really limited!

If an article is a little bit convoluted, his mind will immediately get tangled. No wonder my father said when he was alive that my second brother's road to fame and fortune might not go very far.

But who can decide something like talent?

If you are born with it, then studying will be much easier. If you don't have it, then you probably won't have it in this life.

Ugh.