Chapter 133 Butterfly

Mr. Lin looked at Mrs. Lin and said in a low voice, "They are all my direct granddaughters. There is no reason to favor one over the other. I hope they are all very good. But what the Lu family wants is A Rong, not anyone else. Old Master Lu just likes A Rong's quiet and safe nature, but he likes A Rong's talent. Yuzhen is not just against it. My aunt and nephew are all the same. After a pause, he slowed down his voice and said to Dow, "In the final analysis, this marriage is good for Xiao Laoqi. If you really love Ah Rong, go and persuade her and teach her. As for others, don't worry about it.

When Tao listened to his words, he knew that Luo's mother and daughter had made trouble. Lin Jinrong fainted at that time, and he also knew that there was no turning point. For a moment, I couldn't find words to continue to refute. There was a burst of sadness, and I covered my face and cried.

Mrs. Lin sighed gently: "So is Yuzhen. It's time for someone to say it first. That's not to be so caught off guard. This is a euphemistic reminder to Mr. Lin that there is probably another secret in it.

Mr. Lin frowned impatiently and shouted in a low voice, "There is no need to discuss this matter anymore. Go back." Even if Lin Yuzhen is not satisfied, so what? Lin Yuzhen's situation in the Lu family is just a fan of the authorities. What does she have? A husband who always wants to have a biological son and an official outside all day long: a daughter who is about to get married: a son who has adopted from others: and a strong spirit and a strong nature.

What else does she have? If it hadn't been for the generations of marriage between the Lin and Lu families, the complicated relationship, and the two elders of the Lu family were kind, would she have the current scenery? It all depends on the pity of the bereaved son and mutual consideration and respect. Since they are all married by the daughters of the Lin family, why did he make Mr. and Mrs. Lu unhappy? Who seems to have suffered a loss? It's not Lin Yuzhen who suffered losses! As for Lin Liu, it has always been between Lin Yuzhen himself and Luo Shi." The second elder of the Lu family and others have never expressed their interest in Lin Liu on any occasion.

What can he say?

Mrs. Lin and his husband and wife for many years knew that it was impossible to change. She sighed gently and advised Tao, "Go back."

Dow's day was not reached, so he refused to leave. She didn't dare to be as rude as Mrs. Lin, so she could only kneel down and keep crying again.

Mr. Lin was furious and walked away. After opening the door to Lin Jinyin, he said coldly, "Go and persuade your mother that you don't want your sister and brother to be humiliated, just let her kneel here and cry for a few days and nights." I won't stop her! If you want to follow her, you can kneel down all the time!" After a speech, he strode away.

Mrs. Lin sat down for a moment, sighed, and got up and left.

Lin Jinyin was stunned for a moment and went into the room to Latao: "Mother, everyone is gone. Get up."

Tao said, "Is it possible to achieve this? What can your sister do? The origin is another period of sadness.

After sitting for a moment, Zhou got up and said, "I'm going to find your father." Although she doesn't have any hope, she always has to give it a try. "If Master Lin is willing, she can give the food she bought this time to Master Lin to sell it, or she can make concessions for something.

Lin Jinyin felt that he couldn't rely on it at all. When Master Lin saw Master Lin, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he didn't dare to disobey at all. But at this moment, it's better to try than not to try, so the mother and daughter went to find Master Lin together.

Mrs. Lin caught up with Mr. Lin: "Is this settled like this?"

Master Lin looked back at her and said in a low voice, "So far, can't you understand it? Who am I for? It's for this family! If you really do it for the children and Yuzhen, you should shut up your second daughter-in-law immediately! Then persuade the third daughter-in-law! It's a good thing to get to this point. Think about it as a mother-in-law and grandmother!" Mrs. Lin ate him and scolded him. She couldn't hang on her old face. She held Qingli's hand with a white face and returned to the Anle Hall. After sitting and thinking for a long time, she slowly figured it out and sighed. "I ordered someone to call Luo Shi, and then asked Zhou to comfort the Tao.

Lin Jinrong saw Cherry lingering in and didn't dare to look at her. Instead, he lowered his head and twisted the corners of his clothes. He asked three times without answering, and then he understood. "Standed up suddenly, deftly dodged Mother Gui, who tried to stop her, and strode out. Seeing this, Litchi quickly hugged a cloak and chased after him.

It was getting dark, and Maizi, the little man, stood at the door of Tingtaoju and looked out on the crack of the door. The fourth girl was wrapped in a cyan hood cloak and quietly stood sideways on the stone steps outside the door. The hood covered most of her face. She couldn't see her expression clearly, but she could see her shoulders trembling slightly. The girl beside her, Litchi, whispered something to her. Her face was full of sadness, and the fourth girl just didn't move and ignored it.

Maizi couldn't help touching her head. The four girls have been standing outside Tingtao for nearly two hours. Is it possible to continue to stand? The fourth girl is doing useless work. He followed the old man when he was a child. The old man did not say that it was different, but it was difficult to shake what he had to do when he made up his mind.

Fu Quan came over and whispered, "Open the door. The old master invited the fourth girl in."

Maizi was a little happy for Lin Jinrong. He quickly opened the door gently and said in a divination voice, "Four girls, the old master is invited." Lin Jinrong raised her head, with a pair of dark eyes on her pale face. She nodded to him silently, nodded gently to Fuquan, and strode towards Master Lin's study.

Mr. Lin did not read or sit behind his red sandalwood desk. Instead, he sat in front of the window, guarding a small fire, facing the tea bed and tea set, and divided the tea alone. Seeing Lin Jinrong go in, he didn't look back. He held the chopsticks in one hand and poured the soup in the other, and focused on stirring the tea cream.

Lin Jinrong did not disturb him, but stood in front of him and waited silently.

After a while, Master Lin stopped and motioned her to go and see, "Do you think I'm comparable to you?"

Lin Jinrong's throat tightened and said astringently, "How can other daughters' last building skills be compared with my grandfather?"

Master Lin smiled and didn't blame him. He handed a cup to Lin Jinrong: "Try it? Among your sisters, only the eldest sister you have been married for many years has tasted the tea I ordered.

Lin Jinrong didn't answer: "My granddaughter is not thirsty.

Mr. Lin also withdrew his hand and looked at Lin Jinrong indifferently: "Do you have to do this?"

He gave her a step down. He was persuading her to accept the facts in a gentle way and save her face, but how could she be willing? Knowing that there was a fire pit in front of her, why did she jump down? Lin Jinrong raised his head and looked directly at Master Lin: "It's better to die than to live." Since you can't ask for it, it's better to fight hard. Maybe you can also kill a bloody road.

"Then you go to hell!" Old Master Lin rushed to his head with anger and suddenly smashed the Jianzhou rabbit in his hand at Lin Jinrong, angrily: "Marriage has always been determined by the elders. You are so shameless! Who taught you? Did your mother teach you? Come on! Go and call the third master and the third wife to see how they raise their daughters! Go and call the third girl and let her see how she teaches her sister! Call the seventh young master again to see what his sister has done!"

What's the matter with Tao, and what's wrong with Lin Jinyin and Lin Shenzhi? It's nothing more than beating her and threatening her through them. Lin Jinrong's eyes were hot, wronged and angry. He didn't dodge. He let the rabbit hit his shoulder. The hot tea soaked her clothes and burned her shoulder. He said in a high voice, "Grandpa, don't need to pull them!" One person does things and one person. If you like them a hundred times, they are still from the Lin family!" What can you do with them?

"What about you? Are you not the Lin family? One person does things and one person does it? Do you think it's your own business? Master Lin suddenly stood up, walked to Lin Jinrong and looked at Lin Jinrong condescendingly. He raised his hand: "Do you think the Lin family has raised you, gives you rich clothes and food, allows you to read and learn all kinds of talents. Up to now, it is to let you rebel against the elders and lose the face of the Lin family?"

Lin Jinrong closed his eyes and greeted him: "What should I do? I'm unfortunate, you're unfortunate, I was born in the Lin family. If grandpa has to do this, I promise it will make you all regret it.

Unfortunately, Mr. Lin looked at Lin Jinrong's pale and tender face and gently trembling eyelashes. Finally, he put down his hand, turned back to Lin Jinrong, and told Fuquan in a low voice: "The fourth girl is confused. Invite the fourth girl out and go back to the house to take good care of Come on."

Lin Jinrong's heart fell straight down and fixedly looked at Master Lin's back. No one can ask for it, and no one can rely on it. In front of the family, she is always a glig of dust.

Fuquan coughed: "Fourth girl, what do you think?"

Lin Jinrong turned around and heard Mr. Lin say coldly behind her, "Don't play that with me, pretend to be sick, go on hunger strike, and beg for death. If you die, I won't allow you to enter the Lin family's grave. Let's see who is sad."

Lin Jinrong grabbed the door in silence, opened it hard, suddenly piled up on both sides, and then strode out without looking back.

The door let out a hoarse cry, just like a seriously ill patient who can't bear the pain and can't help moaning in pain. Old Master Lin couldn't help looking back and looked out with a complicated look. The lights in the yard were dim. Lin Jinrong's thin body was bagged by a cyan cloak. Some wide cloaks followed her footsteps and were blown by the cold wind, flying up and down, rolled up and opened. His whole body was like a butterfly flying in the wind. You think it will be swept away by the wind, you think it will fall to the ground, but in fact it has been flying forward.

Mr. Lin closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and said in a low voice to Fuquan beside him with an extremely firm expression, "Go and tell the girl in the fourth girl's room that if the fourth girl lacks a cold hair, I will tell them that life is better than death."