Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

After saying that, he glared at the flesh next to Lin Ran a few times, then twisted his big butt and left.

Seeing Wang Yingju leave, Lin Wanjun still felt a little unbelievable.

"Xiao Ran, is everything you said true?"

Looking at his sister's curious look, Lin Ran couldn't help but smile.

"Of course it's true. Can I still lie to mom and you?"

"But this is all thanks to my parents' emphasis on education. Otherwise, even if they gave me a priceless treasure, I might end up using it like that Widow Wang!"

The two siblings laughed heartily after saying this.

Mother Lin's eyes also flashed with a hint of relief, and she patted the siblings with a smile.

"You stinky kid, don't talk nonsense about your Aunt Wang!"

"Okay, you're all hungry. Come in quickly and pack up. Mom will cook for you!"

There was a sizzling sound, and the sound of oil and meat intertwined came from the kitchen. From time to time, there was a crackling sound of firewood, and a strong smell of meat burst out instantly.

This made the siblings move their index fingers and move forward with smiles.

"Mom, this meat tastes so good!"

The wings of her nose twitched, and Lin Wanjun looked greedy.

Lin Ran was even more impatient. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of meat to satisfy his craving.

But before the chopsticks touched the meat, he was "rushed" aside by Mother Lin's spatula.

"Why are you so anxious, kid? You have to eat like you're eating!"

"Wait until I start the pot and let you eat enough!"

Looking at the two little guys making trouble around the stove, Mother Lin's eyes were full of love and doting.

Amidst the laughter of the family, a long-lost plate of fried pork with green onions and two side dishes were finally served to the table.

"Mom... I can't do it anymore. Even a five-star hotel can't compare to your craftsmanship!"

Lin Ran was as happy as a child as he chewed the food in his mouth.

After hearing her son's praise, Mother Lin also stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a large piece of meat for each of the siblings, and said with a smile.

"You're the only one who talks so much! Eat more."

"Now that you and your sister are growing taller, you must keep up with your nutrition!"

While feasting, feeling the long-lost warmth of family affection, Lin Ran smiled and carefully took out a plastic bag wrapped in several layers from the inner pocket.

What was tightly covered inside was the 600 yuan that Lin Ran had allocated in advance.

"By the way, Mom, I have something for you."

Seeing Lin Ran take out a bunch of things, and then looking at the wrinkled plastic bag, Mother Lin couldn't help but be a little curious.

"what is this?"

Lin Ran didn't explain, he stood up and stuffed the plastic bag into his mother's hand.

"The antique vase was sold for 700 yuan. I didn't say so directly when Widow Wang was here just now."

"Don't our family still owe our second uncle's family 460 yuan? My father's hospitalization will cost a lot of money, plus the family's food and clothing expenses, so we can barely cope with the 600 yuan."

When Lin Ran said with a calm face that he had sold it for 700 yuan, both Lin's mother and Lin Wanjun were stunned on the spot, with disbelief on their faces!

A vase, 700 yuan?

International joke!

It's not rimmed with gold, so how could it sell for such a sky-high price!

In an instant, Mother Lin's originally relieved heart was lifted up again.

"Xiao Ran, tell me honestly, how did you get so much money?"

Holding the plastic bag tightly in her hand, Mother Lin's hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Mom, that vase is a paper mallet vase from the Southern Song Dynasty. It has a history of more than 1000 years."

"This thing may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of us ordinary people, but in the eyes of those rich people, it has great collection value."

"Think about it, a porcelain vase that breaks when touched can be preserved for more than 1000 years. Isn't the value contained in such an artifact worth a few hundred dollars?"

As a typical rural woman from a poor family, the most expensive thing she has access to is gold and silver.

Naturally, my family had never heard of such cultural relics.

Lin Ran was not impatient and patiently educated his mother and sister about the origin and value of this Southern Song Dynasty paper mallet bottle.

The mother and daughter may not understand other things, but the down-to-earth sentence "preserved for thousands of years" is relatively easy to understand.

"This vase was given to you by someone. If you sell it now, what will you do if someone comes to visit you?"

As a mother, everything is naturally considered from the perspective of prudence for her children.

Yuan Xiufen didn't understand the rules of the antique business and was afraid that her son would suffer a loss.

"Mom, don't worry about this. Their business is all about buying and leaving. Once the delivery is completed, no matter whether it is a loss or a profit, whether it is a hole or a hole, it has nothing to do with the seller."

"Besides, it's a shame that you and my dad have valued education since childhood. Otherwise, even if you gave me a treasure worth tens of thousands, I would be as blind as that Widow Wang!"

"We use knowledge to make money, and we are not shabby!"

Lin Ran once again brought the topic to his parents' education, which gave his mother some comfort.

After hearing what Lin Ran said, Yuan Xiufen's anxious heart returned to her stomach.

"Xiao Ran, mom knows that you are sensible and want to reduce the burden on your family, but you still have to put your studies first. Only by studying can you get ahead, do you understand?"

"Yes, Xiaoran, I'm helping my mother at home, don't worry."

My sister also replied sensibly from the side.

In Yuan Xiufen's mind, picking up the missing pieces ultimately depends on luck, and studying is the only practical way out.

"I understand, Mom, what I want to study is history. This can be regarded as the integration of knowledge and practice. It will not delay my study. Don't worry!"

"You can use this money to pay the medical expenses of your second uncle's family and your father's. Since my father is gone, I will be the backbone of the family."

"With my current skills, as long as I'm willing to go out and wander around, I can still pick up leaks."

"As long as our family works together, things will get better for sure!"

Lin Ran's eyes were firm and he held his mother's hand tightly, preventing her from handing back the money.

At this time, Lin Ran discovered that his mother's hands had long been eroded by time and became rough and hard, which was distressing.

Feeling her son's firm tone, Yuan Xiufen couldn't help but feel a little more guilty.

Somewhat nervously, she opened the four-layered plastic bag and looked at the pile of bills neatly arranged inside. Mother Lin felt a little sad.

The children of the poor have become the masters of their own families at an early age. It is because of their own incompetence as parents that their children have been wronged so early!

I would like to ask all the parents in the world, who wouldn’t want to do their best to provide their children with a carefree growing environment?

"Xiao Ran, why don't you just take the money first? The thing you just mentioned about picking up leaks must also cost money."

Mother Lin still wanted to put the money back into her son's hands.

"Mom, don't worry!"

"The so-called picking up leaks means buying low and selling high. This thing doesn't cost a lot of money!"

"When my son grows up, he knows it all."

Giving her mother a reassuring look, Yuan Xiufen wrapped the money in a plastic bag and carefully put it in her pocket, for fear of losing any cents.

"It's good to grow up, it's good to grow up!"

"It just so happens that the day after tomorrow is the market day in the village. There will be a rickshaw coming to the town. Let's go see your dad together!"

Lin Ran felt even more excited when he thought about finally being able to meet his old father, whom he had dreamed of countless times, and then look at his loving mother and gentle sister.

In this life, I will never let tragedy happen again, and I will let my family live a good life!