Lin Yu's life of traveling through time

Xihe Village, in front of the mourning hall.

A coffin sat in the center of the hall, its lid still closed. An old man lay quietly inside. Three incense sticks burned quietly before the coffin, sending plumes of smoke curling upwards.

"Our father's house should belong to me!" The eldest son Lin Qiang took the initiative and pointed to the main room in the hall. "I am the eldest son. Logically, I should inherit the family property."

The eldest daughter Lin Xiao, who was sitting beside them, sneered disdainfully: "What's wrong with being the eldest son? What era is this? Why is there still the system of primogeniture? Where were you when Dad was sick? Why didn't you serve him personally?" She crossed her arms, her tone full of provocation.

"What do you mean? My company has a lot of things to do, you all know that... Besides, it sounds nice to say that you are going to take care of the old man? Or is it the second or third son who is taking care of him?" The eldest son Lin Qiang fought back.

The silent second brother, Lin Feng, frowned and said, "Big brother, it's fine if you want to fight for it. You can take our mom home and take care of her. Don't ask me for money in the future."

The youngest son, Lin Kang, suddenly stood up and pointed at the three men's noses, saying, "Stop fighting, you three! You've all forgotten that I was the one Dad loved the most. I have a share of the house, the land, and everything else. Don't even think about taking it all for yourself!"

"Alright! Do you still have any humanity left? Dad's body is still warm and you want to divide the family property. Money is so important to you? Besides, our mom is still alive. She won't move, she's not dead." The youngest daughter Lin Lan, who was standing at the door, finally couldn't help it and shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere became even worse. The four people exposed each other's shortcomings and quarreled in front of the mourning hall. The old lady lying on the bed in the room gritted her teeth and couldn't stop crying, saying silently: Old man, why don't you take me with you!

The relatives and friends who were sitting by the bed with the old lady couldn't stand it anymore. They stood up and walked out, saying sternly: "What are you arguing about? Your father's coffin hasn't even been closed yet, and you guys are so impatient? Your mother is still lying in the room. Are you going to piss her off to death?"

Another old man stood up, leaning on his cane and snorting coldly, "Aren't you afraid of the villagers poking at your backs? You're so patient, why are you making such a scene at the funeral hall? It's making Old Lin feel uneasy. I haven't seen you talk about how to make room for your mother, but instead you're dividing up the property. It's embarrassing."

The sudden accusation made the mourning hall quiet for a moment.

But after a while, the eldest son Lin Qiang started grumbling again: "This matter must be resolved. We can't drag it on."

The eldest daughter, Lin Xiao, also agreed: "That's right, we should sort it out as soon as possible to avoid trouble in the future."

The second son, Lin Feng, snorted: "You guys only think about yourselves and don't think about how sad our mother is."

The youngest son, Lin Kang, stiffened his neck and said, "Uncomfortable? Then we have to divide the family property clearly."

The youngest daughter, Lin Lan, was so angry that she was shaking all over. "You are totally unreasonable! Mom is still lying in there crying. Do you have any conscience?"

At this moment, the old lady, who had been silent all this time, suddenly burst into tears: "What sin have I committed to raise such an unfilial son like you? Old man, it's peaceful and quiet when you're gone, but how can I live with you?"

Everyone was shocked by the old lady's crying. For a moment, the mourning hall was so quiet that only the old lady's crying could be heard.

In fact, Lin Yu came to this world when these people were arguing about dividing the property. He lay in the coffin and listened to the arguments of these unfilial sons. He thought that it was no wonder that the old man had only one wish when he left: live longer, as long as I don’t die, no one can take the property, take good care of my wife, and protect my little daughter.

This was his first time receiving such a request. There was no need to teach the children a lesson, just to live longer and take good care of the old woman. It was clear that he was deeply disappointed with his children. Only his youngest daughter was doing well.

"Oh!" A sigh was heard, and for a moment you could hear a pin drop in the mourning hall.

"Ah! What a bunch of unfilial sons! Tsk..."

Everyone looked at each other. Lin Qiang was standing very close to the coffin. He swallowed and slowly turned his head.

At this moment, Lin Yu sat up directly from the coffin.

"Ah... he's back to life." Lin Qiang was so scared that he took two steps back and squatted on the ground.

"Old Lin?"

"dad?"

"Dad? Aren't you dead?"

"Dad, what are you dissatisfied with? My brothers are fighting over the family property. It has nothing to do with me." said the youngest son Lin Kang.

Lin Yu's face was serious and his eyes were stern. His eyes swept over the faces of his eldest son Lin Qiang, eldest daughter Lin Xiao, second son Lin Feng, youngest son Lin Kang and youngest daughter Lin Lan, making each of them tremble in their hearts.

"Hehe, I was dead, but you guys made me angry again, didn't you?" Lin Yu said sarcastically.

"You're all quite capable. You've gotten so caught up in my little tricks that you've even forgotten about your own immobile mother. What's going on? Are you planning to piss me off to death and bury me with my old man? Just to get rid of it and save yourself the trouble, right?"

Several people had grim expressions and dared not speak. Only the youngest daughter, Lin Lan, stood there in a daze, with disbelief and complicated emotions in her eyes.

"Dad, are you still alive? Dad." Lin Lan rushed towards Lin Yu.

Lin Yu patted Lin Lan's hand, looked at his shocked friends and family and smiled: "Brother Zhang, give me a hand, let me get out of this coffin and we'll talk later."

Zhang Laodi recovered from his shock and hurriedly reached out his hand, carefully helping Lin Yu step out of the coffin. After Lin Yu stood firm, he coughed twice, which immediately made the atmosphere in the entire mourning hall even more tense.

"Uncle Lin...are you really alive? You're not pretending to be dead!" Someone muttered in a low voice, and more people looked at him with fear and confusion.

Lin Yu had just gotten used to this body and stumbled a bit. Lin Lan hurried over to support Lin Yu: "Dad, go slower."

"Okay, Lanlan, go see your mother and don't let her worry." Lin Yu stood firmly and patted Lin Lan's hand that was supporting him.

Lin Lan nodded and went into the inner room. Lin Yu then said, "I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself. Please come and help me."

Everyone finally recovered from their shock and said, "Old Lin, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!"

Lin Yu sighed and said, "My death has made me see the ugly side of these children. They're fighting like this while I'm still here. If I were to die, I don't know what would happen."

The eldest son, Lin Qiang, stammered, "Dad, we...we were wrong. If you were alive now..."

"So what? I don't think you realize you're wrong. You're the eldest son. I haven't seen you all in the hospital for so long, yet you're making a big fuss about your funeral. You want all the money. I'm afraid you won't live to spend it all."

"Dad, what you said is too harsh. We admit that it's not nice to divide the property at this time, but there's no problem with it. It will happen sooner or later." Lin Qiang retorted.

Lin Yu sneered: "Look, this is my promising eldest son. It's only a matter of time. What the hell do you want?"

Lin Yu stood up and looked at his relatives and friends and said, "Today, I, Lin Yu, am here to ask everyone to bear witness. As long as I am alive, none of my property will be given to any of my children."

"Dad..." Lin Xiao shouted in dissatisfaction, but was glared back by Lin Yu.

The second son, Lin Feng, said, "Dad, you're being too absolute. You two are old now, and if you have a headache or a fever, you still need us, right? Give us money..."

"Oh!" Lin Yu glanced at him and said, "Second brother, you never say a word when I don't see you on weekdays. You are really mean. Tell me, what advice did your wife give you? Humph, don't think I don't know. Don't worry, I didn't intend to count on you when I said this, and I can't count on you. Instead of wasting time on this calculation, you'd better do your own work and educate your children well, so as not to end up like me and your mother."

Lin Yu was too impatient to continue arguing with them. He simply wanted to keep these bastards from stirring up any trouble while he was still alive. He waved his hand and said, "Everything should be done as it should be. Forget about the funeral. I'm alive again. It's bad luck!"