The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 698: Too poor to open the pot

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The Lin family, they are too poor to open the pot.

Lin Feifei accidentally broke her arm again during the assessment of Canglang Academy. When he heard the news, Lin Feifei almost lost his breath.

The best seedlings of their Lin family entered the Canglang Academy, their best hope of revitalizing the Lin family in the future, they broke their arms...

Elder Lin awoke from the pinch of his son and grandson, and tears burst into tears.

But the matter is here, sadness is useless, the important thing is how to deal with it.

After discussion, it was decided to hire an expert in medical skills to get Lin Feifei a prosthesis, but this kind of operation is expensive.

The Lin family was already too poor to open the pot. Not only was there no spiritual stone, but also no gold and silver treasures. The people could walk away, scattered, and a big family. Everything that could be sold was sold, and the rest was sold. What is worthless.

Finally, there is no way.

Mrs. Lin was rushed back to the Nangong family by her husband, Jun Lin, and wanted to borrow some spiritual stones for relief.

The current Nangong family is lifeless, and there is a great pressure of grief everywhere. Mrs. Lin’s brothers are all dead. After Mrs. Lin comes back, she just goes to the ancestral ancestral hall to worship one by one, which takes half a day. The mood is very sad.

After paying respect to the ancestor's dead, Mrs. Lin came to the patriarch's residence, where Nangong Beichen now lives.

It was empty, except for the scenery and the courtyard, but no one was seen.

Things are not.

"Bei Chen, Bei Chen, are you inside?" Madam Lin knocked on the ajar door outside the courtyard.

For a while, a cold voice came from inside, "Yes, aunt is back?"

Mrs. Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and finally there was still a living person, and she stepped in.

In just a few months, no one took care of it. This once-in-a-flower, secluded and beautiful yard was full of wormwood. It was still in broad daylight, and the wind blew through, and there was a whistling feeling.

Passing through the yard full of wormwood, passing another corridor, came to the deepest hall.

Also half-covered, so quiet that only the sound of wind and insects are heard.

Mrs. Lin went in.

Nangong Beichen is sitting in the first grandmaster chair in the center of the room, meditating with her eyes closed.

The room is very large and luxuriously furnished. It is no different from the past, but because of the small number of people, it looks particularly lonely.

"Auntie is here, sit down." Nangong Beichen opened his eyes and motioned for Madam Lin to take her seat.

Mrs. Lin pursed her lips and sat down.

"Bei Chen, why didn't I see a single person when I walked all the way? The big family seemed a little quieter in space, or would my aunt come in for you with some servants?"

"No, the current Nangong family does not need to live an easy life. What is needed is hard cultivation. Let it be empty if you are empty, and you can be more quiet if you are empty!" Nangong Beichen didn't have a slight expression, and his emotions were the same. A pool of dead water-like silence.

Mrs. Lin sighed. There were not many people in the Lin family, and the whole family was miserable, and the Nangong family was even more desolate.

"Bei Chen, I have something to do with my visit today, when your cousin Feifei was in the Canglang Academy..."

Nangong Beichen interrupted her and said, "I already know. I have asked you to prepare some spirit stones for the Lin family. Let Feifei take it to treat his arm. If there is nothing else, Aunt, you can go back first. ."

The bottom line of the eight major families is that they don’t worry about money. It depends on whether the family is prosperous or not, and the population is sufficient.

There are few people left in the Nangong family, and most of the businesses have stopped one after another.