Mu Changfeng smiled and said, "What money should you make? Just be safe and sound with Senior Sister Lin. Uncle and Uncle Shi are willing to lose everything for you."

Lin Yuan naturally understood his parents' love for him and his sister, and knew that his parents were willing to give up everything for them, but as a son, how could he bear it so much, and shook his head and said, "Absolutely not. My father and mother have never tasted the taste of hard life. If you have no money, let the second elder have a simple meal in the future? I can't ask my grandfather for shamelessness. He still has endless time and needs even more money. I have to think of a way to make money, and I can't treat my parents badly."

Mu Changfeng's heart was so sour and envious. The father and wife were loving, the children were filial, and they thought about each other. This is what the family should look like.

Lin Wenhai has an ordinary appearance and a simple mind, and is not a striking person wherever he goes. Qin Ruowei has a beautiful appearance and a distinctive temperament. When she married Lin Wenhai as a wife, she always feels like a fairy marrying an ordinary man and a vulgar son.

Mu Changfeng once thought that the two were not right, but now it seems that he was so childish and superficial.

Lin Yuan said: "Give me an idea to make money."

Mu Changfeng said: "The lean camel is bigger than a horse. Uncle Lin spent a lot of money. Even if he is injured, he can't move his bones. Brother, don't worry too much. The person who protects you never appears. I guess it's the masterpiece of Senior Sister Fang."

Lin Yuan's eyes lit up and he patted his forehead, "Yes, my cousin has the most colorful intestines, and all kinds of strange people have to be trapped in his hands. I'll go find her now."

Seeing Lin Yuan's steps were empty, Mu Changfeng knew that his intention to drink was not gone, so he immediately followed.

Lin Yuan rolled up his sleeves and said, "Don't follow him this time. You haven't seen him for several days, and I don't know where she has hidden him. I don't know whether he has eaten well or sleeping well. When I see Fang Zhiran, I want to fight with her."

When Mu Changfeng heard this, he had to follow him to avoid Lin Yuan being beaten.

Lin Yuan was determined to support Mu Changfeng and said, "I want to see if the sneak attack can be successful without you. Don't follow me, otherwise I will return to Yulong Pavilion and beat your Wanlian to vent my anger."

Mu Changfeng glanced at Lin Yuan, and curiosity suddenly surged into his heart. He wanted to know if Lin Yuan could successfully attack Fang Zhiqiang without help, and said, "Go, I'll wait for your news."

Lin Yuan shook his groggy head, shook his steps and walked out slantedly.

It was noon, the sun was warm and bright, and the breeze blew gently on Lin Yuan's face, and he immediately woke up much. The Zhao family's yard was extremely lively, with more than a dozen cloth sheds, and each shed was equipped with a big pot. Zhao Zhuoyan's disciples were busy cooking fragrant and hot rice porridge.

The gate of the Zhao family was open, and dozens of refugees rushed in, including men, women, elderly and children. Each of them carried huge white porcelain bowls and lined up in long queues, waiting for the Zhao family's donation.

Lin Yuan said "Huh?" and went forward to salute an old man respectfully. After asking for a few words, he found out that a small village ten miles away from the town was suddenly haunted a few days ago. The villagers were panicked and escaped without having time to bring their belongings.

Zhao Zhuoyan met everyone on the way to Renshutang, and his compassion arose and brought everyone back.

"It seems that my uncle has really reformed himself." Lin Yuan was very happy and looked around, without Zhao Zhuoyan's figure. He saw a tall and thin man in the porridge shed, checking the hot porridge in the pot one by one, as if he was a leader.

Lin Yuan stepped forward to ask Fang Zhiqiang where he lived. Following the instructions of the tall and thin man, he walked through flowers and willows and found a small wooden house hidden in the woods.

The sound of the piano came from the wooden house, melodious and pleasant, like a gurgling stream flowing quietly by your side.

Lin Yuan did not understand the rhythm, but felt that his heart was peaceful and peaceful, and all three thousand troubles turned into nothingness.

The sound of the piano suddenly became sharp, with a faint sense of killing, like a sword and a sword fighting each other, and a bloody sword shadow.

Lin Yuan suddenly felt a sudden trembling, his whole body seemed to be soaked in snow water, and he felt completely chilled.
Chapter completed!