Master Xiuxian in the City

After almost an hour of work, Father Lin was taken back to the hospital by the driver for examination, and then the nanny pushed the father to the restaurant with a wheelchair.

"Grandpa, I'm Mu Mu." Lin Mu squatted in front of Grandpa Lin's wheelchair and gently held Grandpa's hand. "The day after tomorrow will be a holiday. I'll see you back."

"Uh, um, okay."

Father Lin's eyes seemed dull, looking at the grandson crouching in front of him, and a string of illegible words sounded in his mouth.

Looking at Grandpa's appearance, Lin Mu felt sad.

His parents died in a car accident a few years ago. Older, lost Lin, could not bear the blow. A few days later, he suffered from dementia.

After the family had dinner, Lin Mu did not stay in the restaurant any longer because he knew what would happen next.

This has been the case every past week, so he finished eating early and quickly went upstairs to his room.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before there was an argument in the restaurant.

After just listening a few words, Lin Mu became bored and closed the door after sighing.

Taking out a bottle of white wine from the cabinet, Lin Mu walked to the balcony and looked at the neon light in the distant East China Sea. Lin Mumen, who had a gloomy expression, drank a large mouthful of wine.

"Cough! Cough!"

"Dad, mom, do you know all this?"

"Oh, you guys don't know, you are walking too early ... the Lin family is about to fall apart."

Wiping the corners of his mouth, Lin Mu, who had some wet eyes, suddenly hit his guard with a fist, and muttered softly in his mouth.

The entire Lin family, who really inherited the old master Lin Baobao ability, only three sons Lin Yiqing.

The other two sons and daughters have completely turned into copper-smelling businessmen.

Antiques are just a tool for them to take advantage of opportunities to collect money.

For these ancient instruments that lasted hundreds of thousands of years, they did not show the slightest respect, and some of them were undisguised money **.

Originally, Mr. Lin, a successor to the family business, was in a good mood, but the good times were short. When Lin Yiqing was about to take over the family business, he and his wife both died on the way home.

An earthmoving vehicle loaded with gravel crashed into their Mercedes from the side.

Even a Mercedes-Benz premium car, which sells for nearly a million dollars, cannot withstand the impact of earthmoving vehicles weighing tens of tons.

The couple died on the spot and had no chance of being sent to the hospital for rescue, so they left their only son, Lin Mu.

When going to the hospital to claim the body, Mr. Lin insisted that he did not let Lin Mu go, and he was not accompanied by anyone.

Lin Mu only knew that when his grandfather came back from the hospital, the old man who was originally stunned seemed to be a lot older, and his straight waist was also down. Looking at Lin Mu who was sitting in the living room, he only said a word .

"Child, come and live with grandpa in the future."

Later, Lin Mu listened to the uncle inadvertently, and realized that his parents were almost thrown into a pile of broken meat by the out-of-control earthmoving vehicle, and it was already beyond recognition when he was sent to the hospital.

Because of this, Grandpa didn't let him go to the hospital. He was afraid that he was weak and could not bear the blow.

Father Lin's consideration is right. Even if he has experienced countless storms throughout his life, he has also become dementia under this heavy blow, not to mention Lin Mu, who was a half-old child at the time.

More than once in my head, I imagined what kind of scene it was. Until today, Lin Mu remembered that picture, and still couldn't stop the tears that came out of his eyes.

"Mum! Mum!"

After taking another big sip of wine, Lin Mu's eyes were already a little loose, and he was lying on the railing with great strength, letting tears drop.

Just as Lin Mu was immersed in his own world, the door suddenly rang, and then Yi Bolin Yifu walked in and saw Lin Mu on the balcony at a glance.

With a slight glance in his eyes, Lin Yifu quietly put his contents back into his pocket.

"What's wrong, Amu, miss your parents again?" Lin Yifu was quite concerned when he saw Lin Mu with tears in his face and blurred eyes.

"Er, what's the matter?" Lin Mu turned to glance at Lin Yifu.

Lin Yifu shook his head and smiled softly: "It doesn't matter, just to see that you were in a hurry just now, afraid that you have something, so come up and see you."

"Thank you Erbo, I'm fine." Lin Mu turned his head and replied slightly.

"Amu, it's a pity that your parents left so early." Lin Yifu leaned against the guardrail, his eyes seemed a bit empty.

"There are four brothers and sisters in the family. Only three brothers and one father, who really learned the master's skills, are your father."

"Unfortunately, your dad is really too academic, he only understands the cultural value of those antiques, and never pays attention to the economic benefits attached to them."

"We are a family with a huge industry chain to maintain, not a museum for academic research."

"In the years when your father was at home, the family business lost a lot, but the old man insisted on letting your father take over the family's property."

Lin Mu leaned on the wine bottle and lay half-on on the fence, listening to Lin Yifu so quietly, without knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at Lin Mu, who was a little bit surprised, Lin Yifu smiled slightly, put his right hand on Lin Mu's shoulder, and patted it gently.

"Erbo wants to tell you, man, don't do anything beyond your own ability, because then, big things will easily happen."

Just when Lin Mu froze slightly, before he could understand the meaning of the words, he felt that the hand on his shoulder suddenly pushed hard.

Impressive Lin Mu immediately crooked, fell over and fell off the balcony on the fourth floor.

"Oh!"

On the steps of the first floor, scarlet blood was spreading rapidly from under Lin Mu's body.

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