Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

"You can't kill people, you can't kill people. They are all your blood relatives. If you dare to touch them, your father will not forgive you." Old Man Lin was still making his last struggle. After racking his brains, he finally placed his last glimmer of hope on his youngest son, who was the one Old Man Lin disliked the most.

Ha, Lin Xiaoyue sneered coldly, turned around and loudly questioned Father Lin who was circling around Lin Dahua anxiously, "Dad, what do you say?"

Over there, Father Lin was worriedly watching his eldest daughter, who had fainted after saying just one word, and he kept urging Doctor Qiao to ask about his daughter's condition.

"Old Man Lin, please stop arguing with my grandfather. He can't concentrate on taking my pulse if you keep arguing." After all, Chun Xing was not as calm as Doctor Qiao. After experiencing the threats from hundreds of people, she was still a little upset. She was also dazzled by Old Man Lin's thoughts. She endured it again and again, and finally spoke with difficulty to ask him to calm down.

Old Man Lin didn't know what to say, so he could only nod stiffly, but he still stared at Doctor Qiao's hand as he was giving the acupuncture with worry.

As Doctor Qiao inserted the silver needles in his hand into Lin Dahua's various acupuncture points one by one, Old Man Lin felt dazzled for a moment.

But when he saw his eldest daughter still frowning in coma, after more than ten breaths, her tense body gradually relaxed and her breathing gradually returned to normal. Only then did Old Man Lin calm down a little with his red eyes.

Before he could calm down, the third girl's cold and rude questioning reached his ears again.

However, this time, the scene that Grandpa Lin had imagined, where his third son would defend the old house and everyone else, did not appear as expected. Instead, he looked at his old father with a complicated expression, turned his head, and said with a choked voice, "Never mind." He did not say anything else, but just buried his head and stared at his eldest daughter, refusing to look anywhere else.

Old Master Lin's face turned red with anger, and he was furious. "Third brother, you are an unfilial and unfraternal thing. Are you willing to watch the crazy third girl kill our family? Dad knows that I owed you a lot in these years, but you can't watch your brothers and nephews die in the hands of your daughter. You should talk to your daughter and let her stop. As long as she doesn't touch your brothers and nephews, you can take my life, which can be regarded as paying off the debt I owed to you all these years."

Old Master Lin had a great idea. He thought he was retreating in order to advance. As long as he could persuade his soft-hearted third son to let his brothers and nephews go, could he really let an old man like him pay the price to appease the third girl's anger?

I have to say that wishful thinking is good, but it also requires someone to cooperate with him.

After experiencing enough disappointment, Old Man Lin finally learned to resist for the first time.

It is impossible to say that he is not sad. After all, he has developed a terrible habit of unconditionally giving to the old house for most of his life. It is impossible for him to suddenly turn around and ignore the old house. But it is okay to hurt himself, but he hurts his wife and children again and again, and even his eldest daughter who married out is not spared. Father Lin is completely disappointed by the old house.

He knew that he couldn't bear to seek justice from the relatives of the old house, so it was better to turn a deaf ear and a blind eye, and not care about anything since he couldn't do anything about it anyway.

"You, you conscienceless thing, those are your brothers and nephews, and you just ignore them if you say so. May God punish you with lightning, you bastard. If I had known that one day you would be so cruel and ignore your family, I should have drowned you in the urinal as soon as you were born." Old Mrs. Lin was shaking with anger. She hadn't realized the consequences of Old Man Lin's complete disappointment with the old house, and she was still crying and cursing.

The villagers who were suppressed by Lin Xiaoyue's ruthless means were also in a panic, watching helplessly that no one could control this madwoman Lin Xiaoyue. If she could really be so cruel to her own blood relatives, then what about their relatives, whether they were within the fifth degree of mourning or not? What would be their fate???

Everyone's eyes flickered, their bodies were trembling, and they were shrouded in deep fear.

Lin Xiaoyue had no idea about the people squatting on the ground. She killed a chicken and scared the monkeys into quietness. Then she would catch the jackals in the old house and give them a good beating. This would naturally deter the other people with impure intentions.

This prevents some people from being jealous and staring at the little things they have.

"Alright, old man, I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it. It seems that you still think I'm a soft persimmon. Since you won't cry until you see the coffin, then start with your precious grandson."

Old Master Lin couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. What could he do? The situation was stronger than the people. They had lost so badly that they had no way out. But could they really just watch Lin Xiaoyue lose several of their grandchildren?

Old Madam Lin still refused to give up and shouted angrily at Old Man Lin, "Third brother, third brother, come here, you can't be so heartless, they are all your nephews and nephews..."

"Third brother, please save your nephews. They are the roots of our Lin family. They are good seedlings that will make a name for themselves. We can't let the third girl ruin them like this. We can't."

"Third brother, I'm sorry for you. I was wrong. Please let your nephew go. I'll give you my life. It's fine."

"Mmmmm, Mmmmm, Mmmmm..." Even the aunt-in-law who was beaten half to death, forced open her eyelids which were swollen to a slit, and saw Lin Xiaoyue picking up the blood-stained knife that was stuck in the ground, dragging the blade along the ground, sparks flying, and making a teeth-grinding squeaking sound as she walked in front of Lin Changgong.

Old Man Lin turned his back to everyone in the old house, ignoring the pitiful cries for help coming one after another behind him. He closed his eyes unable to bear it. Miao put her hand on his arm, and when he looked over, he met Miao's eyes full of anger. She shook her head at him with red eyes.

As for Lin Changgong, he peed his pants the moment he saw Lin Xiaoyue pointing the knife at him. He was so scared that he couldn't be any more scared. "I... I didn't do anything. It was all grandma, mom, and second aunt's idea. We were just trying to scare her, we didn't do anything... Really, please let me go, let me go..."

Lin Xiaoyue: I didn’t say anything and you vomited everything. If I had known this, I wouldn’t have wasted time and would have just attacked you directly.

Lin Xiaoyue had an expression of 'see whether I believe you or not' on her face. She kept waving the bloody knife at Lin Changgong's face, as if she was hesitating about where to start.

Lin Taohua (Lin Changgong's wife) who was standing by couldn't hold back any longer. She hugged Lin Jinbao, who was scared and had tears and snot all over his face, and begged with a trembling voice, "I know where Dahua's child Maizi is. I'll go and bring her...bring her here. Please let...let my husband go, please, we were forced to do this, we didn't want to do this either..."