The Village Doctress Chapter 249: Wealth touches people’s hearts

Lin Xiaohe is too selfish.

Zhao and the others don't care about family affection, Lin Xiaohe is not like that?

Even if she has the ability, she is not willing to help such a person.

"Sister Gospel, I always thought... I always thought that you were a living Bodhisattva, and that you would save someone as long as they were suffering, but why didn't you save me?" Lin Xiaohe cried with tears and snot in her nose.

Are you still blaming her? Is it Lin Fufu's fault for not saving her?

The corners of Lin Fufu's lips curled up coldly, she stood up and was about to leave, but before she left, she turned and glanced at Lin Xiaohe, "Whenever you really change, I will take you away." After a pause, she smiled again, nodded and said: "One thing, you are right, I have a solution! There is no solution I can't think of, only the one I don't want to think of, you remember it well!"

"Why?" Lin Xiaohe cried and asked, "I said I will change it!"

"Then wait until you change it!" After Lin Fufu said this, he didn't want to say anything more to her, and quickly left Lin Xiaotao and Lin Xiaohe's room.

If Lin Xiaohe wants to use her, it depends on how capable she is. Just relying on her ability to put all her thoughts on her face, even if she gets rid of the old Lin family house, so what?

Lin Xiaohe thinks too highly of herself. She thought that a ten-year-old girl would be able to live independently like Lin Fufu after leaving the old house of the Lin family?

"Fufu, is the medicine ready?" Mr. Lin came out, looked at Lin Fufu and asked.

Lin Fufu nodded coldly.

She knew that Mr. Lin must have something to look for when he came out of this stall.

Lin Fufu smiled wryly. She knew that the old house was a quagmire, but it's a pity that she had to go through this quagmire again and again.

But she will never be afraid!

"Since the medicine is ready, come with me, I have something to discuss with you!" Mr. Lin frowned heavily, with a solemn expression on his face.

This made Lin Fufu feel that what Mr. Lin asked her to discuss was by no means ordinary.

She was secretly on guard.

Following Mr. Lin to the main room, Mr. Lin took the first seat, and for the first time pointed to the chair on his right and asked Lin Fufu to sit.

Lin Fufu's eyes flickered, but he still took the seat usually reserved for distinguished guests.

When Mr. Lin saw her sitting down, he called to him and Mrs. Wu's room: "The old lady makes a pot of tea."

Gospel Lin just sat quietly.

Mr. Lin looked at her again, with an unnatural smile on his old face, and said in a flattering tone: "Gospel, I think you may have drunk a lot of good tea in the town. But My tea was brought back from the provincial capital by your Dalang brother in the same year, and I gave him three liang. He is filial, so he gave it to me. This tea is new tea, it is really fragrant!"

When Mr. Lin finished speaking, his expression naturally took on a look of pride.

The corners of Lin Fufu's lips grinned, and a sarcasm burst out, "Master, brother Dalang is filial to his master, which is a good thing. But why didn't he be filial to the old scholar Lin who raised him? It's better not to say in front of outsiders how filial Brother Dalang is, and when people ask him why he is not filial and filial to the old scholar, it's hard to say."

After listening to Lin Fufu's words of praise and derogation, Mr. Lin's face froze, and the corners of his slightly raised lips drooped.

It stands to reason that Lin Fufu didn't mean anything malicious, but just reminded him.

But why is it so uncomfortable to hear?

Lin Fufu didn't care whether he was comfortable or not, he touched the back of his hand and looked at Mr. Lin and asked, "Master, what is your old man looking for me for?"

"Oh... ah, this matter is not urgent." Mr. Lin's tone was very dry, and then he said: "You can drink tea with the master first, and we will talk about it later."

At this time, Mrs. Wu had already brewed a pot of tea and brought it over. Although she knew that Mr. Lin wanted to win over Lin Fufu, she felt uncomfortable when she asked her, a grandmother, to bring tea and water to her granddaughter.

All the elders who pulled that face, muttered in their mouths: "I don't know if there is such a blessing to let an old man like me serve tea and water to her teenage girl. Live!"

After Lin Fufu heard it, he smiled and looked at Mr. Lin, "Master, what my grandma said is right, I dare not drink your tea anymore. I'd better drink it by myself, I'll just sit here. "

Mr. Lin immediately yelled at Mrs. Wu: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb, get out of here!"

Ms. Wu was startled, her hands shook, the teapot shattered, and the freshly brewed tea splashed all over the floor.

Fortunately, it is thick to wear in winter, otherwise it will be scalded.

When Mr. Lin saw that she had broken the teapot and the good tea that had just been brewed was gone, his heart ached for a while, and he didn't even look good towards Mrs. Wu.

He roared: "You're getting old, you can't do anything, you can't do anything, you don't even eat food, just die!"

Ms. Wu was also heartbroken for breaking a teapot, and when she heard Mr. Lin scolding her so badly in front of Lin Fufu, a junior, her face turned red all of a sudden.

Since Wu thought about it, it was all caused by Lin Fufu's words. Although she didn't dare to scold Lin Fufu anymore in front of Mr. Lin, she still gave Lin Fufu a hard look with her old eyes.

Lin Fufu smiled slightly, lowered his eyes and stopped looking at Mrs. Wu.

Mr. Lin's scolding of Mrs. Wu was also meant to vent her anger on Lin Fufu. Seeing that Ms. Wu did not dare to talk back, he was finally satisfied.

So she turned her head to look at Lin Fufu and said, "Your grandma is such a person, don't worry about it like her."

"No." The corners of Lin Fufu's lips rose, "I don't know how many times my grandma has scolded me, sir, do you think I know as well as grandma?"

Mr. Lin choked, his mouth moved, but he couldn't find a suitable word.

He was really tired talking to Lin Fufu. If he didn't pay attention, she grabbed the conversation and pushed him away for a while.

It happened that she was squeezed out by her, and people couldn't say anything.

Seeing that Mr. Lin's face couldn't hold back anymore, Lin Fufu felt good.

But his face remained calm.

Mr. Lin adjusted himself, put on a very kind look on his face, looked at Lin Fufu and asked, "Gospel, how is your business with Mr. Liu recently?"

Lin Fufu nodded, and half-truthfully said: "Fortunately, I just let him take care of people, as long as his business is good, I'll be fine."

"That's it." Mr. Lin's old eyes flashed, and he asked again: "Then your business of changing eggs and preserved eggs is still going on?"

"I'm doing it. If I don't do it, I'll just wait to drink the northwest wind." Lin Fufu said with a smile, "I don't have any money on me now, and I still owe a lot."

Lin Fufu's words are not false. She really owes a lot of money. If she wants to buy Mrs. Jiang's shop and house in Qinglian County, isn't she owed a huge sum of tens of thousands of taels of silver?

But Mr. Lin thought that Lin Fufu was calling him poor, and the kindness on his face disappeared, so he immediately asked nervously, "Why is it like this? Where's your money?"

Lin Fufu smiled inwardly, this old man Lin really came to chat with her for money.

She spread her hands, and said with a troubled face: "I bought a big village in Dashu Village two days ago, which cost close to tens of thousands of taels of silver. Isn't there no money?"

Anyway, sooner or later the property of Zhuangzi in Dashu Village will be known to others. It's better to pass the bright road in front of Mr. Lin now, so as to save Mr. Lin from taking money from her.

But after hearing Lin Fufu's words, Mr. Lin immediately swallowed his saliva, his eyes filled with fanaticism and shock.

"Fufu, is the Zhuangzi in Dashu Village you're talking about the one with five or six hundred acres of fertile land?" At this time, Mrs. Wu didn't care about getting angry with Lin Fufu, and was the first to react before Mr. Lin.

"I know that Zhuangzi, too?" Lin Fufu asked.

"Oh, who doesn't know about that Zhuangzi? When your grandfather was young, he was asked to keep accounts by the steward of that Zhuangzi. The manure of that Zhuangzi, the millet from one mu of field is our family's field. Twice as much!" Wu said greedily.

Only then did Lin Fufu know that Mr. Lin had been to the village of Dashu Village when he was young, so it was really fate.

Sure enough, Mr. Lin stared at Lin Fufu with fanaticism, and said straightly: "It's really fate. At that time, I thought that it would be great if that Zhuangzi belonged to my old Lin's family. I didn't expect that it is really me now." It belongs to the old Lin family!"

Mr. Lin knows better than anyone else how enviable Zhuangzi's success in one year is. Seeing that Lin Fufu bought the Zhuangzi and the property without a word, he subconsciously thought it belonged to him.

It is his now, and he will pass it on to his grandson in the future!

The money is really touching, Mr. Lin has changed his mind now.

He didn't ask Lin Fufu for borrowing money, but with that Da Zhuangzi, would he still need to borrow money?

As long as you get Lin Fufu's big Zhuangzi, the whole family in the old house will not have to worry about eating and drinking in the future. Even if I lie at home every day and do nothing, I can stretch out my clothes and eat and open my mouth.

Not only that, but Dalang's tuition fee for studying and taking exams no longer has to worry about it!

Lin Fufu did not miss the calculation in Mr. Lin's eyes, and sighed inwardly.

Now Mr. Lin is really getting less and less particular about it. Now he doesn't hide his greed at all.

"Master, that Zhuangzi belongs to me, not the old Lin's family." Lin Fufu's clear voice interrupted the beautiful fantasy of old man Lin.

The corners of Mr. Lin's lips froze, and he looked at Lin Fufu coldly, cursing Lin Fufu all over in his heart, but thinking about cursing Lin Fufu is not a thing, in fact, isn't he cursing himself?

When Mr. Lin thought of this, his expression became even uglier.

He was not a person with a lot of eloquence, so he had to sit there and sulk.

On the other hand, Mrs. Wu, seeing that Mr. Lin had died down, was shrewd this time, and immediately walked to Lin Fufu's side, reached out and grabbed the back of Lin Fufu's hand and rubbed it, "Oh, my son, what are you talking about? Mine, Lao Lin’s, aren’t we a family? What are we doing so clearly?”

Seeing that his wife is smarter now, Mr. Lin's old face looks a little better.

He squeezed out a kind smile again, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Fufu said: "What your grandma said is, don't look at us being far away from your third room, I am thinking of you all in my heart."

Mr. Wu followed up and said, "Yes, just like your father. Although he didn't listen to me and your father when he was young, his life and death are uncertain in this accident. Your father and I are in the middle of the night. I know how many times I woke up from crying!"

Seeing his wife's strength this time, Mr. Lin couldn't help but give her a complimenting expression. Mrs. Wu was so excited that her face turned red, as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

Cheat ghosts!

Lin Fufu saw the old couple coaxing her, and sneered in his heart.

She just quietly watched the old couple acting.

"By the way, Gospel, since you bought the village, have you got the title deed? Is it on you?" Mr. Lin's old eyes were fixed on Lin Fufu's face like an awl, showing a hint of her expression.

Lin Fufu lowered his eyes to prevent the old couple from seeing the sarcasm in her eyes.

"The title deed?" Lin Fufu asked in a drawn out voice.

"Yes! You bought someone else's land and you need to exchange the title deed. You bought it before, don't you know?" Mr. Lin couldn't help being anxious when he heard her asking that way.

"Oh, didn't I say it first? I owe money." Lin Fufu answered the question.

For Mr. Lin and his wife, Lin Fufu doesn't mind half-truths and half-fakes to confuse them.

Old Master Lin listened to Lin Fufu and understood that Lin Fufu owed money to buy the land, so he didn't get the title deed. So the old eyes sank.

"Well, it's really nothing, I owe it first." Mr. Lin glanced at Lin Fufu, as if he was trying to comfort her, "The fields can be planted with rice when the spring comes, and when the harvest comes, sell them. Slowly fill up the money, this farm will belong to our old Lin family sooner or later!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mrs. Wu hurriedly responded with a shy face, then looked at Lin Fufu and said, "You can pay back the money slowly."

It's really shameless.

Lin Fufu couldn't help touching her forehead, she hooked her lips, looked at Mr. Lin and Mrs. Wu with a half-smile, and reiterated: "Grandma, listen carefully, any property I buy is I, Lin Fufu, have nothing to do with anyone in the Lin family, even if my father comes back, even if Xiaobao grows up, it has nothing to do with them!"

"Hey, Gospel, you can't say that. How can you, a girl, keep such a large property?" Mr. Lin told Lin Fufu twice that the Zhuangzi's property belonged to her alone, not the old Lin's family. Yes, the face is very unhappy.

"Yes, why isn't it from the old Lin's family? You are still from the old Lin's family!" Mrs. Wu salivated and rubbed Lin Fufu's white and tender hands, "Look at our Fufu, we are blessed, our hands are so white It's so tender, it doesn't look like rough work!"

Lin Fufu calmly withdrew his hand from Wu's, and Wu's face froze.

"Gospel, it's not what I want. You, a little girl, can really manage such a big field?" Mr. Lin said displeased, "I have no other ideas, just to help you out and manage things ! If you look at the good management of the master, I am willing to leave some property to you in the future, Brother Dalang, and it is also your favor to give it to Xiaobao!"

"In the future, it is my favor to give to whomever I own the property I own, and it is my duty not to give it." Lin Fufu said, and then gave Mr. Lin a cold look, "So, master, don't fight. Ideas about my property. Don’t give me any ideas. As far as you can do, I don’t look down on you. Even if I put gold and silver mountains in front of you, you will all have a day to sit and eat. So, my property is also good, business That's fine, you don't need to intervene."

Lin Fufu's words slapped Mr. Lin in the face, and Mr. Lin stood up angrily, and slammed the table, "Fufu, when you were young, your master was also a figure in these ten miles and eight villages, and he helped a lot. Zhuangzi keeps accounts, right. I have eaten more salt than you have eaten, and walked more bridges than you have traveled, how can you speak so brazenly in front of me?"

Seeing that Mr. Lin was really angry, Lin Fufu was even happier.

She sat firmly on the chair and said lightly: "Master, don't be angry. Although you were very capable when you were young, aren't you old now? So, I am the one who bought the house, the shop, and the field. Lin Fufu, not Grandpa. Not to mention Grandpa’s darling grandson, Lin Dalang, isn’t he?”

"You!" Mr. Lin was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, pointing at Lin Fufu, speechless.

After being cut and beaten by Lin Fufu, Mr. Lin was so articulate that he was so angry that he didn't want to talk.

"Master, I think it's getting late, I should go back." Lin Fufu looked at the sky, stood up calmly, greeted Mr. Lin, and went outside.

"Stop!" Mr. Lin closed his eyes, and then changed his tone of earnestness, "Gospel, I don't mean much this time, I just think that the village in Dashu Village is too big. If you get the title deed, Just hand over the title deed to the Lord, and the Lord will keep it for you."

Lin Fufu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of half-smiles. Mr. Lin has already used this method.

When she learned that she had a recipe for turning eggs, she wanted to trick Fangzi into his hands.

Seeing that Lin Fufu didn't speak, Mr. Lin paused, and then said: "Gospel, you will never disbelieve me, right? I am a person in Hulu Village who doesn't say a word of honesty and trustworthiness?"

Lin Fufu really doesn't believe him anymore.

"Master, let's put it this way, I really can't believe you." Lin Fufu chuckled, turned to look at Mr. Lin, and said bluntly: "Since you also said that you were very capable when you were young, you can do many things. I understand that many things can be done. Then it is very simple for the master to find a middleman with the title deed and change his name?"

Being touched by Lin Fufu, Mr. Lin blushed.

But he said stubbornly: "You look at me like this? I will take your land deed and change it to my name? I won't!"

Lin Fufu smiled slightly and said, "Maybe, I won't change my name, but Lin Dalang's. Am I right?"

Mr. Lin's face turned even redder, annoyed.

But he was still not reconciled, rolled his eyes, and shouted at Lin Fufu: "No! If I want to change it, I will change it to Xiaobao's name! That's what he deserves! He is the man of your third room. Ding, I want to pick the third-bedroom house... I, I just see your father is not here, and do these things for him, do you think you are wrong?"

Mr. Lin really knows how to think, and his brain turns fast enough, Lin Fufu thought sarcastically.

"Oh, my master's plan is, after changing to Xiaobao's, it will be easy to change to Lin Dalang's, right?" Lin Fufu laughed even deeper.