After the zombies traveled through time, they were tricked by the villain into becoming a stepmother

Lin Yuanshan opened his mouth and swallowed the cold wind, but he didn't know what to say. People with good brains dare to think more.

No matter how proud these old men were of the Lin family's past, they were now just a bunch of peasants. How could they have the vision and ability to identify a so-called secret recipe and whether it was really valuable?

So he didn't dare to agree to anything casually.

As an obedient and sensible youngster, Lin Youan would never bypass his uncle and speak out under such circumstances.

The room was silent, everyone was thinking about something.

Uncle Nine of the Lin family has always been a gentle and insightful old man. He looked up at the two foxes, one big and one small, in front of him, then exchanged glances with his old brothers for a few breaths, and then spoke softly with a smile.

"The ancestor of our branch was the youngest son of the family, so he was able to carry a lot of good things and escape with his life under protection.

What a pity, we, the descendants who are not ambitious enough, are really getting worse and worse with each generation.

At that time, so much of the family property was slowly consumed, and when it was passed down to our generation, only these two secret recipes were left.

If you hadn't just said, An'er, that Chu Chi's uncle was the Minister of Justice, we old men would really be reluctant to spend all our family fortunes!"

This self-deprecating remark points out a lot of meanings. The most obvious point among them was even understood by Lin Youan. This secret recipe should be quite valuable, at least valuable enough to impress a second-rank official.

The kid's breathing tightened, and the way he looked at these old men was not right. No wonder the old ladies in the village always liked to grumble, saying that honest people are the best at hiding big things.

I was really wrong. No matter whether it was in my dream or when I grew up, I never thought that my family actually has a good background.

However, his uncle and he were focusing on something completely different. Lin Yuanshan frowned, looked at the papers in the small wooden box again, and muttered a question in a low voice, hesitant and unwilling to believe.

"Two?"

Uncle Jiu, who had good hearing, nodded calmly in response.

"Yes, two."

"...The other one is about the method of refining wine?"

“Yeah, indeed.

I heard that our great ancestor was a big drinker. He thought the wine on the market was not good enough, so he tried his best to figure out a secret method.

While satisfying his own hobbies, he also earned a lot of money with this method, but later he died suddenly, so the secret method was lost. "

As he turned his head and glanced at Lin Youan, the old man's voice added some helplessness and sigh.

"Later, thanks to the cleverness of our old Sixteenth, he followed the few instructions left by his ancestors and worked out the correct method himself, which allowed that exquisite wine to be re-appeared in the winery one day."

After Uncle Jiu nodded again and gave all kinds of affirmation, Lin Yuanshan closed his eyes tiredly.

No wonder, no wonder after his brother passed the imperial examination, he suddenly had more ways to cooperate with other people's wineries and earned a lot of property for the clan.

It seems that my brother is clearer than I think. It may never be possible for a clan and its members to truly have nothing to owe each other. It should be more of a mutual benefit and mutual complementation.

Today, the clan has truly shown its utmost sincerity.

In that case, the fourth branch of their clan could either be stubborn and refuse to agree, or accept the favor as the other party wished. Then, when it comes time to give back to the clan in the future, they would have to do their best within their means!

He was a little confused for a moment, and the faces of his father, mother, and brother kept appearing in his mind. Finally, he fixed on the high-spirited look of his father and brother.

Perhaps, they have never felt that their connection with their family is a heavy burden.

Nothing more...

He opened his eyes with all his heart and nodded at his nephew.

So the father and son would enter the house relaxed after taking care of all the trivial matters. They happened to run into the women in the family crying, so Lin Youan naturally dared to pat his chest and take over the conversation.

This little bastard really knows how to sell himself everywhere!

Seeing Chu Chi grinning happily, Lin Yuanshan curled his lips at this cunning boy. Without saying anything more, he rushed back to the house to ask for credit from his wife.

Since they have decided to leave together, their ability to pack up their belongings is quite remarkable.

Pack up the things you need to take and pack them up, and put away the things you can't take. Anyway, the tribe will always arrange people to come and take a look from time to time, so there is no need to worry about whether it will be targeted by thieves.

Isn’t it said that the eldest sister-in-law, Mrs. Liu, is really an expert at managing the household affairs?

If it were an ordinary farm lady, she would probably think that the family is worth a fortune, and she would not want to throw away anything, and would want to pack up two large carriages of pots and pans. But as a farm lady, Liu was very open-minded.

The carriage was simple and light, and the valuables only needed to be packed. So in just three days, they were able to set off in a carriage.

Before leaving, Lin Youan made a special trip to Green Willow Academy to say goodbye to his master.

It was easy for the headmaster, who had many students all over the world, and he was simply happy for the bright future that the other person might have. Master Li was so emotional that his eyes were red in an instant.

Although he taught many children, strictly speaking, Lin Youan was the only one who formally became his disciple.

Be a teacher for one day, and be a father for life.

Lin Youan was deeply grateful for his dedication to his disciple. After all, strictly speaking, this was his true mentor.

Li Cunxiao was reluctant to part with his first disciple, but now the child had found a better place to go. As a master, he couldn't be so cruel as to block his disciple's bright future, right?

All good things must come to an end. How could he, a man who studies and educates people, not understand this?

It's just that my emotions are at work. I can't help but sigh in my heart. The dish on my table is getting cold too quickly.

The master and the disciple wanted so badly to cry.

Finally, Zhang Laoshan came out with a dark face and knocked away his closed disciple, who often had a weird temper, with a stick.

"Your disciple is going to study at the Hongwen Academy. Isn't this something worth celebrating? As his mentor, why are you crying here?"