I still have a lot to ask. But it’s not convenient to talk here and there are too many things. Maybe someone will come in to reconcile or collect things later, so I have to put it aside for the time being.

I said to Zhao'er, "I understand, you go out."

Zhao'er said, "Yes, grandma."

He went out.

When she heard what she said just now, she frowned and sighed: "My sister Lin is so pitiful. She has lost her parents at a young age and has no brothers and sisters around her. These days, she has not yet been sad and how she cried?"

I feel sad too.

He smiled and comforted the handsome guy, "My sister Lin will live in our house for a long time in the future." He said again, "You brother, you will have to care for Meme Lin in the future, and you can't bully her."

The handsome guy said, "Yes."

I sighed.

It seems that everything is destined and cannot escape. If Lin Meimei's father did not die, Lin Meimei would not live in the Jia Mansion for a long time. If Lin Meimei did not live in the Jia Mansion for a long time, she would not fall in love with handsome Jia over time. In the end, because of lovers, she could not get married, one died and the other became a monk.

What a pity a handsome couple who loves flowers when they see each other.

This happened many years later?

I have no way to know. Similarly, I have no way to know the final outcome between myself and Erye Lian.

After a whole day of busy work, I finally finished it. When I got home, I had no choice but to wait for someone to call Zhao'er in. I asked him carefully:

"What are the second master busy in Yangzhou these days?"

Zhao'er answered honestly: "Grandma, the second master is busy taking care of Mr. Lin's funeral all day long, and he has no time to spare."

I wondered: "Is there no one in the Lin family? Why can Mr. Lin need to take care of his funeral by your second master, an outsider?"

Zhao'er smiled and said:

"Grandma doesn't know that the Lin family is deserted, and there are only some relatives in the church and no relatives to the legitimate clan. After my aunt passed away, Mr. Lin did not remarry, and had a few concubines, nor did he give birth to a son or a half daughter. Therefore, Mr. Lin passed away and there was no one who could take charge of the matter, so Mr. Lian Er had to take care of it himself."

I nodded.

Mr. Lian is not completely a lazy and idle person. He is very good at using mediocre people, good at adapting to things, and has some ability to do things in real life. As long as he has the chance, he can give some sunshine and brighten it. He will flood some floods, and he will crawl into it and lay eggs in it.

But the luck is not good. Unfortunately, I met me and unfortunately competed. It seemed that Zhou Yu met Zhuge Liang. He always had a bad game and became the second-year-old.

I remembered something and said again: "What kind of official did Mr. Lin work as a master during his lifetime?"

Zhao'er replied: "The Censor of the Salt Survey."

I pondered for a moment and asked again: "Salt Inspection Censor? What kind of official is that?"

Zhao'er said: "Grandma, she is a fourth-rank official and is an imperial envoy. The emperor sent a censor who specializes in inspecting the salt roads, specifically supervising the salt roads, inspecting the salt administration, and conspiring to illegal acts of selling private salt."

Well, it turns out that he is a good official with a gray income.

No matter how honest Mr. Lin is, he probably won’t be honest, right? It’s said that money is like dirt, but everyone is trying hard to make money. Even a fool will know that if you use all the wind to make money, you will make money to the end.

Don't blame our city for being a philosophical person.

If a person has no money, he will lose everything. Just like a beggar on the street, what dignity can he have? Some are just the rolling eyes and disdain of others.
Chapter completed!