Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Those who knew Lin Langyin were surprised at first and then bowed their heads respectfully: "The eldest lady is back."

Someone he didn’t recognize was pulled down by the person next to him and whispered a warning.

Lin Langyin glanced at them casually and said calmly: "Isn't it because the spoils are unevenly distributed? The family is going to be empty. How can it afford to support so many people?"

Lin Bo explained: "The second gentleman wanted to cut some of the work, but the other one didn't agree."

The corners of Lin Langyin's mouth raised, and his eyes mocked: "Yes, after all, he is such a face-saving person."

Those who have rotten feudal ideas rotten into their bones.

The words I heard when I was a child rang in my ears, the master is the master, and the servant is the servant.

She heard a lot of evil things being said one after another.

The garden of the Lin family is very large. After walking through the corridor and passing through the cave doors, I saw the brightly lit main house.

The people inside were already seated and ready to eat.

Lin Bo said spontaneously: "I thought it was the last reunion dinner, so I just climbed out of bed."

"There are quite a few people coming, including some from the side branch."

Lin Langyin came back without telling anyone, so people in the room were about to use their chopsticks.

But suddenly I heard a casual and smiling voice: "Hey, I've eaten all this."

Everyone looked up at the door at the same time. The high-heeled shoes crossed the threshold. The red hair and red lips and the joy of the winter solstice were appropriate for the occasion, but the half-dead person on the recliner, hanging with his breath, was not.

There was shock in their eyes, but no one dared to speak. After all, they hadn't seen this person for a long time.

The people at the three tables were completely silent.

Lin Langyin didn't care whether they were shocked or not. Under their gaze, Lin Langyin walked over, pulled out a chair at the main table and sat down. The sound of the chair being dragged was not quiet.

He crossed his legs and swung the Buddhist beads on his little finger.

Let them look at her, but her eyes only fell on the old man hanging on the recliner.

The silence lasted for a while, and finally someone on the side spoke: "Ayin is back."

When Lin Langyin heard the sound, he raised his eyes and looked away at the person who spoke.

The dark smile in his eyes deepened.

She suddenly remembered that the seat he was sitting on was the main seat.

Leaning back on the chair, she smiled and said, "Second uncle, that seat is not suitable for you."

If you sit in my father's seat, you won't be afraid of retribution?

She didn't care whether she took the seat or not. She could even give this seat to an outsider, but they couldn't.

She smiled, but there was no joke in her words, and she didn't save any face for the person she called her second uncle.

Lin Yuying's face suddenly darkened, but she remained angry.

Everyone looked at the movement at the main table.

Lin Langyin turned to look at the woman staring at her: "Are you right? This is my aunt."

Lin Ciqing quickly looked away and stopped looking at her.

Everyone watched as Lin Yuying's hands bulged with veins under the table, but in the end he could only stand up under the gaze.

Lin Langyin watched his movements, then put down her crossed legs, stood up without humility, looked into Lin Yuying's eyes, passed him and sat on the main seat.

After she sat down, the room fell into silence again. Most of the people present had seen Lin Langyin who smashed the ancestral hall and put a knife on Mr. Lin's neck.

Don't dare to mess with her.

Not only do they not dare to mess with her, there are many people who want to please her. After all, the Lin family is almost an empty shell now.

But she owns 60% of the Lin family's property in its heyday. Maybe they will still need to look after her in the future.

Lin Bo slowly walked to Lin Langyin and stood next to him.

Lin Langyin glanced at everyone: "Eat, what are you doing standing around on such a festive day?"

Just as everyone was about to use their chopsticks, they heard Lin Bo next to Lin Langyin say sternly to the servant beside him: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you get a pair of bowls and chopsticks for the eldest lady?"

The bowls and chopsticks were brought over, but Lin Langyin didn't touch the food at all, his eyes unabashedly falling on the person opposite.

There were two people between Lin Yucai and Lin Ciqing.

Apart from Lin Langyin, their two families were sitting at the main table.

Lin Langyin suddenly smiled and said: "Auntie Qing and my second uncle have been inseparable since childhood. I haven't been back for many years. Why are you sitting so far away today?"

"We should sit together. After all, brothers and sisters shouldn't be strangers even if they become a family."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Ciqing's eyes suddenly flashed with panic, and Lin Yuying had a dark look on her face.

The old man's rapid breathing sounded, and Lin Langyin seemed to have just remembered, and said to the old man: "Look at me, I forgot that grandpa is still here."

"It's true for you, old man, I've been in the door for so long and you still don't say hello to me."

How could an old man who couldn't speak a word say hello to her.

He stared at Lin Langyin, and Lin Langyin smiled and said, "I know you miss me, so there's no need to be so excited."

Looking away, Lin Langyin said calmly: "Uncle Lin, this is too noisy. Send the old man back to the house to rest."

The old man and the recliner were carried back to the bedroom.

Lin Yuying lowered her voice: "What do you want to do?"

Lin Langyin turned a deaf ear and his eyes fell on the children on the table.

One hand was placed on the back of the backrest, and the beads were swaying lightly.

His eyes fell on a girl next to Lin Qingqing.

Appearing to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

After sizing up her appearance, he raised his eyes and looked at Lin Ciqing: "This is my aunt's daughter."

Hearing the word daughter come out of her mouth, Lin Qiqing couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She is nearly fifty, but she still looks that soft and frail, which is quite rare.

If she hadn't known how dark her heart was, Lin Langyin would have been deceived by her.

Without needing her to answer, Lin Langyin looked at the little girl again: "What's your name?"

The little girl looked at Lin Langyin warily and did not answer. She even said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Lin Langyin twitched the corner of his mouth and didn't argue with her.

However, the man next to Lin Qiqing reprimanded her: "Smile, you can't be rude!"

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Langyin and said, "Her name is Zhang Xiaoxiao. She is spoiled at home. Don't argue with her, Ayin."

Lin Langyin leaned forward and gently supported his chin with the back of his hand: "My surname is Zhang."

After pausing for a second, she squinted her eyes: "I thought her surname was Lin."

Lin Yuying stared at her closely, for fear that she would say something.

Lin Langyin looked at the little girl's facial features: "You don't look like your mother."

His eyes moved to the side, falling back and forth on Lin Ciqing and Lin Yuying, and he said casually: "My mother and I don't look alike."

"People say that my nephew is like my uncle, but I am like my second uncle and aunt."

As expected, I saw the expressions of the two people change.

Lin Langyin looked at the little girl: "Do you think it's strange?"

"Ayin! I'm afraid you're tired from running all the way. Why don't you go back and rest first." Lin Yuying finally couldn't help but speak out.

Lin Langyin looked at the people at the next table who were watching their noses and hearts, and curled up his lips: "The guests are still eating, so it would be a bad idea for me, the host, to leave early."

Lin Yuying gritted her teeth and forced herself to smile: It's okay, my second uncle is taking care of me. "

Lin Langyin looked at him, and after a while she said: "That's okay, then I'll trouble my second uncle."

The tone and posture all show who is the master of the house.

Lin Langyin was not in a hurry to leave. He still sat in his seat and said, "I'm sorry, the old man is kicking his legs in a hurry. I'll stay here today."