Qi Jingyan helped his younger brother into the carriage, Lin Ming's face turned blue and white for a while, and hurriedly came to Lin Shijun's side: "Shijun, let's go home and say that it is not good to make trouble on the street, and let people see jokes." ”

Since his parents left one after another five years ago, Lin Shijun has been taken care of by Lin Ming, and he has the grace of nurturing, so Lin Shijun has always been respectful to Lin Ming, and he has a lot of patience with his cousin.

"As long as my cousin says yes, I can do anything, and everything is arranged by Uncle Ming."

"How dare that stinky boy say it's bad? Let's go back and talk, go back and talk. Look at the lively people are all gone, let's disperse. ”

Lin Ming sat on the circle chair and accompanied him carefully: "It's because I don't discipline me strictly, and I don't have a way to teach my son, which drags down my nephew." ”

"Uncle Ming is polite, I know this is not what Uncle Ming wants to see, and my cousin didn't mean it. But through this incident, I also understood that I am not young, and I should learn to be self-reliant and self-reliant, I can't always eat the old book, Uncle Ming, you give me the accounts in the shop, I should also think about how to make money. ”

Lin Ming's face turned green, and he hurriedly persuaded: "How old are you, how can you understand it, there are many accounts, cumbersome, messy, and some old accounts, just look at it for you, you can still trust Uncle Ming." ”

"Of course I can't trust Uncle Ming, it's really my cousin......" Lin Shijun wanted to speak and stopped, as if he was just angry when he looked at the account book.

Lin Ming glanced at Lin You, Lin You was even more angry, and he was beaten for the first time in his life, just because of him: "He wants to see it and let him see it, and he is kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs." You are tired and tired to settle bad accounts for him, he doesn't appreciate it at all, he must be able to understand and let him go to it, what kind of talk does it take to talk to him. ”

Lin Ming slapped the table: "Shut up." Virtuous nephew, this is all to blame Uncle Ming for being old and spoiling him, that kid just feels sorry for me and tired of doing accounts, and he has no other meaning. ”

"I'm not targeting my cousin, there are other people besides my cousin, it's not a way for me to go on like this, I can't even protect my wife, whose girl is willing to marry me? Uncle Ming, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I'll come over tomorrow to get the account book, and I should also take good care of the inheritance left by my father. ”

"Ouch, silly boy, how do you understand, how can you let my old bones explain to your dead father, I'm ashamed." Lin Ming knelt on the ground in grief and looked to the sky.

Lin Shijun's father, Lin Qing, was reinstated to Beijing by Emperor Hui, just when he was proud of the spring breeze in the year of his establishment, but he died unexpectedly, and Lin Shijun had not yet had time to make urgent arrangements. I think he used to only know how to have fun and spoil the noble son, but suddenly plummeted to the point where his eyes were smeared, and he couldn't read big words in books and didn't know anything about business.

Therefore, in the accounts of his previous life, Uncle Ming always did not fake his hands, and he was always afraid that he would be tired, and when he separated the family, he knew that there were too many losses in the accounts, and only the debts were left unpaid. Uncle Ming is kind to him, he doesn't doubt Uncle Ming, it's just that since he has been reborn, this time he wants to take good care of the property left by his father, so he must sort out the accounts.

Lin Shijun helped Lin Ming up: "Actually, what my cousin said is right, Uncle Ming is old, and I should also share my worries for Uncle Ming."

Lin Ming refused: "It's okay, Uncle Ming is tired and can't be idle." ”

"Uncle Ming, don't be polite to me, my father has a spirit in the sky, and he is more willing to see me do this, I really don't want to live up to my father's expectations."

…… The name of filial piety has been moved out, Lin Ming naturally has nothing to say, his nephew is listening to him, he can't make him an unfilial person, he will be poked in the backbone if it is spread out.

Lin Shijun walked for a while, and Lin Ming sat at the table, sighing.

Lin You asked the maid to wipe the wound on her face, and when she saw her father's cowardice, she felt even more angry: "If he wants to check, let him check, you don't know, anyway, it's a money-losing shop, what do you always do with that leisure." ”

Lin Ming looked at the loser, his eyes suddenly turned red with anger, look at that, look at this, and smash it with a teacup: "Check it, he checked, you have to drink the northwest wind, where do you think all the money you usually spend comes from?" ”

"What? What do you mean, Dad? Do you want to be clear? ”