Chapter 42

As soon as these words came out, the people around looked at Lin Yuanshan again, even the Lin family members were no exception.

Obviously, the Lin family is not entirely unhappy with Mrs. Lin's partiality towards the fifth child.

There are many men in the Lin family, and they usually make less money, but the food in the Lin family is very poor. Because all the money was taken away by Mrs. Lin.

Everyone in the family wears coarse clothes, only Lin Yuanshan wears good materials, and the whole family eats poorly when eating, only Lin Yuanshan's food is different from everyone else.

It's okay for adults to get used to it. It can be seen that their children stare enviously at Lin Yuanshan's food, and sometimes they get a little angry in their hearts.

Seeing this, Lin Yuanshan's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

Then he quietly tugged at the sleeve of his old lady.

Mrs. Lin understood, turned around and scolded her sons wildly.

"Listen to this bastard's nonsense! The fifth is the hope of our old Lin family. When the fifth is good, our old Lin family will follow! You dare to listen to her splits, and I won't kill the old lady!"

As soon as these words came out, the sons of the Lin family quickly suppressed the unhappiness in their hearts.

Their mother is right, the fifth child will naturally help them when they are healed. It's a little harder now, and they will have a better life when the fifth is in their early years.

"Second girl, fifth uncle didn't expect you to think this way? No wonder you're provoking family relations like this, and it makes your mother angry." Lin Yuanshan looked at Lin Xiaoyue with a heartbroken look.

With that one sentence, the wind turned again.

Especially some older people, after listening to Lin Yuanshan's words, they feel that Lin Xiaoyue is so short-sighted. Farm families are not rich, so it is normal for the whole family to provide a scholar, and it is normal to let the scholar come forward and then promote the family members.

There was a flash of appreciation in Lin Xiaoyue's eyes looking at Lin Yuanshan.

As expected of a scholar, he is quite able to say it.

"Yue'er didn't expect fifth uncle to think so." Lin Xiaoyue made an even more distressed look.

"Uncle, uncle, my father, uncle fourth, my mother, and even uncle, uncle, they haven't had much leisure throughout the year, and all the money they make is given to milk. Then my milk will give you six taels per month. Silver spending."