Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Normally, daughters are their parents' little darlings. Lin Ping scolded his mother like this, and Lin Xiaomei should have been angry. But actually, she felt that Lin Ping's words made some sense, and hurriedly helped him find a new set of clothes.

"Don't bother looking, your Lin family can't even afford a decent piece of clothing!"

Lin Ping raised an eyebrow dismissively and stopped Lin Xiaomei, who was about to leap across the rooftops.

That's a lie. The Lin family's current state is all thanks to you, Lin Ping.

Furthermore, there were no other valuable items in the mansion, but all sorts of fine clothes and brocade garments were bought for Lin Ping.

Let alone one, even ten, Lin Xiaomei could find them.

“My son is right. There is not a single garment in the manor that is worthy of you. Even the best tailor in Jiangcheng with the best fabric would not be worthy of you.”

When Lin's mother said this, she stood tall and proud, with an inexplicable air of arrogance.

Lin Ping was so inflated with pride that he was speechless. He thought to himself, "Please don't add any air to my bragging, or it'll blow up."

Li Mingxuan and the others had stiff expressions and kept swallowing. Every word they exchanged was enough for them to digest for a long time. They roughly understood how Lin Ping had become such a spendthrift; it was all because he had been forced into it!

Even if I am a model young man, if I don't become a spendthrift after staying in the Chen family for a month or two, then I, Li Mingxuan, will take the surname Lin Ping!

"My son...cough cough cough...my son, come in quickly!"

A hoarse voice came from inside the room, accompanied by incessant coughing.

"Old man, how are you still alive?"

Lin Ping grumbled as he entered the room and found a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion lying weakly on the bed.

Seeing this, Lin Ping was deeply distressed.

How could Lin Fugui have changed so much in just two days?

He not only looked much thinner, but also developed a serious lung disease.

Lin Ping was unaware that after he left, Lin Fugui had been reflecting on himself, wondering if he hadn't been good enough to Lin Ping before.

If he had been like Lin's mother, always indulging Lin Ping, this outcome probably wouldn't have happened.

So, after Lin Ping was arrested, Lin Fugui was extremely anxious. He first sent someone to deliver the news to Lin Xiaomei, and then, despite his old age, he went to the city lord's mansion to cause a scene.

The city lord anticipated that the two would cause a scene at the wedding, so he didn't even send them invitations. Therefore, they couldn't even get through the gate, let alone snatch Lin Ping back.

That night, Lin Fugui suffered a stroke due to anxiety and vomited blood three times, becoming bedridden. His mother also turned gray with worry.

The next day, Lin Fugui urged his mother to go to the city lord's mansion to ask for the person, but his mother was worried about Lin Fugui's condition, so she kept delaying.

Early this morning, Lin Xiaomei rushed back from out of town. Just as she was about to storm the city lord's mansion with her sword, she happened to run into Lin Ping.

If Lin Pingwan had appeared for even a quarter of an hour, who knows what kind of trouble he might have caused.

Don't underestimate the Lin family just because they are small and insignificant. They are willing to fight for Lin Ping, and with Lin Xiaomei's considerable strength, they might actually cause some unpleasant trouble.

To be honest, Lin Ping felt guilty when he saw Lin Fugui.

The Lin family's various predicaments were all self-inflicted; he was not only a spendthrift son but also an unfilial one.

Upon seeing Lin Ping, Lin Fugui's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and his condition improved significantly. He staggered to his feet, supporting himself on the headboard.

He then said with a beaming smile, "It's good that my son is back, it's good that he's back. I'll sell the house right now and find him a beautiful wife."

"Little sister will go and marry Liu Mazi as a concubine, and ask for more dowry so that brother can get a beautiful wife."

Lin Xiaomei said in a serious tone, and was about to go out to find Liu Mazi.

"Madmen, a whole family of madmen!"

Lin Ping suddenly felt like he had entered a mental asylum. Compared to his father, could selling those hundreds of acres of land really be considered wasteful?

"Come back!" Lin Ping called out to Lin Xiaomei.

The woman's left foot, which was about to step out, stopped in mid-air. She shuddered. Her brother's words were like a royal decree; she wouldn't dare to leave the house even if she had a few extra lives.

Lin Ping even felt that his trip was somewhat rushed and he was completely unprepared for his response.

As a spendthrift, he couldn't very well say in a soft voice, "The house can't be sold, and my little sister can't marry Liu Mazi."

Doesn't this mean Lin Ping has a conscience?

"How much can this dilapidated house fetch? How much can this little girl be worth? She'd have a hard time even marrying the widow next door."

Lin Ping said sternly, while simultaneously landing a punch on Lin Fugui's chest. "Old man, don't try to fool me!"

The punch landed hard, and Lin Fugui staggered back a few steps, grabbing the headboard with both hands, almost falling to the ground. Then he coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of black blood and foam.

Lin's mother was frantic and hurriedly shouted, "Old man, what are you doing? Don't scare my son!"

Lin Ping was so aggrieved that she was about to cry. "You guys are so unreasonable! Can't you all be normal for once?"

Of course, Lin Ping's punch was to help Lin Fugui. The anger he had suffered two days ago had caused blood stasis in his chest. This punch caused all the blood stasis to be expelled, and Lin Fugui's condition improved significantly.

"My son, are you alright? I'm fine. If you don't believe me, give me a couple more punches."

Lin Fugui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and forced himself to stay alert.

Li Mingxuan and the others had already covered their eyes, as they couldn't bear to watch any longer. Given Lin Ping's personality, he might actually throw a couple more punches.

Lin Ping quickly changed the subject, coldly snorting, "Old man, save your breath. The Lin family is finished. I'm destined to become the son-in-law of the City Lord's Mansion, and I'll have more money than I can spend in the City Lord's Mansion."

At this point, Lin Ping waved his hand, and Da Niu walked over with small, quick steps, holding a crystal-clear jade horse in both hands.

This jade horse was exquisitely crafted and of high quality, costing Lin Ping a full three hundred taels of silver, barely meeting his expectations.

Three hundred taels of silver was nothing to the Lin family before, but now it seemed to make their humble abode shine.

Lin Fugui was furious and pointed at the jade horse, saying, "Take it away! We don't want anything from the City Lord's Mansion!"

Lin Fugui was old-fashioned and treated the jade horse as a betrothal gift. If he accepted it, wouldn't that prove he was going to sell his son?

"Are you sure you don't want it?"

Lin Ping took the jade horse and kept fiddling with it in front of Lin Fugui.

Lin Fugui loved jade the most, and he turned his head to examine it out of the corner of his eye; one can imagine the extent of his inner pain.

"No!" Lin Fugui said firmly.

Lin Ping wasn't one to ramble on. He raised the jade horse high above his head with both hands and slammed it to the ground with all his might.

bang...

With a crisp sound, the jade horse, worth three hundred taels of silver, shattered into powder, covering an area of ​​more than ten feet on the ground.

Li Mingxuan and the others were so dazzled by the sight of the shattered jade that their legs gave way and they collapsed to the ground. They cursed inwardly, "Three hundred taels! A full three hundred taels, gone just like that! This...this really is...a complete spendthrift!"