Chapter two hundred and twentieth come to pick me up in person
Lin Xun pouted: "Dad, what are you doing? Don't, don't be so angry!"
Lin Ping: "When someone comes, I will wait for you with pen and ink."
This time, Lin Ping, who had always been doting on Lin Xun, really got serious about it. After all, it is completely ridiculous for his biological son to steal my treasure!
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At this time, Chang Shisan was sitting at the pre-arranged meeting place - the teahouse opposite Fuliu Villa.
Lin Xun had no choice but to do what Lin Ping wanted.
A person from the villa did it for me and delivered the note to the teahouse.
Chang Shisan came to the villa twice, and this man recognized Chang Shisan sitting in the corner at a glance.
His appearance is delicate and his handsomeness is even more outstanding.
"Thirteenth Master, Lin Wu of Fuliu Villa has sent you a note on the order of the owner of the village."
Chang Shisan took the note - the above sentence said: "Master, my father said that if you don't come to the villa, Xun'er will not be fed. Xun'er is about to starve to death. Please come to help me, Master."
...Uh! Lin Xun was detained by Uncle Lin after all.
It's getting colder now.
Apply oil to the soles of your feet and just slip away - this doesn't seem very authentic.
The master who came up with the idea ended up letting the apprentice handle the matter alone. This was not Chang Shisan's style.
But once you go to Fuliu Villa, there is only one end, haha.
Lin Wu: "Master Thirteen, the owner of the village is really angry this time. You'd better go quickly."
Chang Shisan frowned slightly: "How is Xun'er?"
Lin Wu: "The young master was scolded, but fortunately the owner didn't do anything."
Chang Shisan was helpless: "Please tell Uncle Lin that Shisan will go to plead guilty later. Don't make it difficult to find your son."
Lin Wu: "Yes, I will definitely convey it to you."
After Lin Wu left, Chang Shisan took Diaoqiu to the nearest Hongyu Bank. Even if he went back to plead guilty and get scolded, he could not return Diaoqiu. The things he got could not fly.
Chang Shisan left the Diaoqiu in the banker for safekeeping.
We rode horseback to Fuliu Villa.
Take a good breath of fresh air first, you won't have a chance if you wait a while.
He had better be fully prepared mentally - it's okay for Uncle Lin to get angry, it's not like he hasn't experienced it before. Well, it's okay, there's nothing to be afraid of!
Chang Shisan got off his horse and was about to step into the entrance of the villa.
The guard at the door stopped him: "Master Thirteen, I'm sorry to offend you. The owner of the village has ordered that if you come, you must stand at the door for half an hour before entering."
What a deliberately difficult question, starting from the door.
Chang Shisan nodded, turned around and took two steps back.
He thought to himself: Why wait, just go in. Anyway, Uncle Lin will not let him go, and it doesn't matter whether he listens to him or not. A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
He turned around in an instant, kicked the ground with his toes - using Qinggong, he jumped directly over the door and flew from the wall into the villa.
This is good, the guards don't have to embarrass themselves, and you don't have to wait.
Chang Shisan adjusted his mood and walked into the central lobby.
Lin Pingyu finished his meal angrily, leaving nothing for Lin Xun, and ordered people to clear the table.
Lin Xun stood aside and swallowed dryly.
Starved to death!
Literally not even a bite was allowed to be eaten.
He watched the delicious food being eaten up little by little, and he wanted to rush over and wolf it down.
But Lin Ping said that if Chang Shisan doesn't come, he won't be given food.
Chang Shisan strolled in.
The savior is coming——
Lin Xun: "Master!"
Lin Ping turned around, hating him so much that his teeth itched.
Chang Shisan gave Lin Xun a wink: "Xun'er is here."
Lin Xun tiptoed over.
Chang Shisan gave him a package of things he was holding in his hand.
Lin Xun opened it and saw a smell of aroma. Inside was a roasted chick that had just been baked.
This kid's eyes lit up and his saliva was really about to flow out!
It’s better to be a master!
He twisted off a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth: "Oh, it's delicious!"
Chang Shisan walked up to Lin Ping, raised his hands and saluted: "Shisan has met Uncle Lin."
"Crack!"
Lin Ping slapped the table and said: "Chang Shisan!"
Chang Shisan: "Thirteen is here."
Lin Ping looked at him as if he was fine, and he was respectful, but he didn't mention the theft at all. It really made people angry.
He said: "Good job!"
Chang Shisan: "Thank you very much, Uncle Lin, for the compliment. I don't dare take it seriously."
Lin Ping stared: "You! Brat, do you think I am easy to bully, old man?"
Chang Shisan lowered his eyebrows and said, "How dare Shisan do that?"
Lin Xun's ears were no longer functioning, and he kept chewing on his mouth.
Lin Ping: "Now that you have become a master, you are really capable. If you encourage my son to steal his father's things, you are out of your mind!"
Chang Shisan: "..."
Lin Ping: "Is there anyone who is as good as you as a master?! Xun'er, what a good boy, you have led me to ruin, you have to compensate my son!"
Chang Shisan was helpless: "Uncle Lin, Shisan"
Lin Ping interrupted: "Bah! Why don't you scream like Lin Bo? Who are you, Lin Bo!"
Lin Xun ate so hard that he choked violently.
He poured a cup of tea, took a few sips, and continued eating leisurely, without paying any attention to his father.
The outside is charred on the inside, and the heat is just right. This roast chicken is really delicious. Once it is not enough, it would be great to have another one.
Chang Shisan listened to Lin Ping's complaints and had no choice but to listen. What could he say at this time? Forget it, I can't afford to provoke him.
Lin Ping: “Where is my mink fur?”
Chang Shisan: "Find someone to send him away."
Lin Ping: "Where are you sending?"
Chang Shisan: "I can't tell you this for now, please forgive me. This matter has nothing to do with Xun'er, so don't blame him."
Lin Ping: "Haha, okay, I have it for you. If you don't hand it back, I will lock up Lin Xun. If I can't cure you, I can't cure him?!"
Chang Shisan: "Uncle Lin, Xun'er is your biological son."
Lin Ping: "Forget it, he is your apprentice now, and he is as close to you as you are to my father."
Chang Shisan stood up: "If you say that, then I will take Xun'er and leave." He took Lin Xun's arm, turned around and walked out.
He is the master, and it is his duty to protect Xun'er. At least he cannot let Xun'er suffer in Lin Bo's place.
Lin Ping's eyes turned red when he heard this: "You brat, stop!"
Lin Xun was holding the unfinished roast chicken and was blocked by Chang Shisan.
Chang Shisan was determined, and he could not lose face in front of his disciples. No matter what, screw it.
He said: "Uncle Lin, I am Master Xun'er, and you are Xun'er's father. We can be considered equals. You have to be careful about what you say in the future, or at least change your title."
"Smelly boy"
These three words were the first thing we met. Ever since we were little, we have never called him anything else.
Even now that he has become the leader of the gang, he is still addressed like this by everyone in front of him and behind him. It always makes Chang Shisan lose face.
Although Chang Shisan didn't blame him, he still complained a bit. Who doesn't have a temper? Besides, Chang Shisan was not a good-tempered person.
Chang Shisan: "I took Xun'er away, and we are going to do business. On the New Year's Day, when Lin Bo came to the helm, Shisan was fined with wine to apologize. Now don't stop him, you can't stop him anyway."
Lin Ping's eyes widened: "I've turned against you!"