Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 213 - 213 213 Lin Yongle Returns Home (4)_1

Chapter 213: Chapter 213 Lin Yongle Returns Home (4)_1 Chapter 213: Chapter 213 Lin Yongle Returns Home (4)_1 While Lin Yuan’s family was enjoying their time together, a thunderbolt had struck the old Lin family home.

Lin Yongle, who had been locked up in prison, finally returned home today.

To pull strings for his son, Lin Jiazhong had nearly spent all the savings he had, and even ran up two months’ worth of debt with his Boss.

For some reason, though, the Magistrate, who had previously remained adamant and unyielding, suddenly showed mercy today and released him.

Of course, the release only applied to the students in the school; none of the ruffians and hoodlums associated with Wang Tianba were let go.

Naturally, this could not have happened without a hint from Xia Zheng.

Lin Yongle had suffered all that he should suffer in prison, endured all the hardships he should endure, and if he were not released now, Lin Yuan would fear that he might end up dying in prison like the thief before him.

That would have been too easy on the people of the old Lin home.

She wanted Lin Yongle to come out half-dead, to add trouble to Lin Jiazhong’s family!

Lin Jiazhong was unaware of the behind-the-scenes machinations, and thought it was because his daughter had gained the Magistrate’s favor that he released her brother for her sake.

Little did he know, the family letters he had sent several times were all burned by Lin Siyu without a second glance.

In fact, she initially read the first few letters, thinking her mother was concerned about her, only to find that not a single one asked how she was doing in the Li Mansion.

Instead, the letters were full of pleas for her to influence Li Chang to save Lin Yongle.

The homesickness Lin Siyu felt upon first entering the household was thoroughly extinguished by these letters, and from then on, she paid them no heed.

Whenever she received a family letter, she’d either have Panpan throw it away or toss it into the fire herself.

Sometimes, when she felt aggrieved, she would remember her parents who sold her to the Li Mansion, and she would send back some showy but not particularly expensive clothes to the Lin family, including those little shoes that Lin Yuan had once mocked.

Although Lin Yongle was released, he was completely ruined.

When Lin Jiazhong brought Lin Yongle home with a dark expression, Lady Ma sensed something was wrong.

As soon as the carriage curtains were lifted, the overjoyed Lady Ma fainted on the spot!

Old Third and his wife, who had been enjoying the spectacle, couldn’t resist their curiosity and came over for a look.

That glance was disastrous, even Old Third, a man, gasped in shock!

In just over a month, the once blooming Lin Yongle had become neither human nor ghost.

If not for the faint, breathing mouth that moved, they might have thought the dirty, stinking beggar before them had been dragged back from the Mass Graves by their eldest brother!

Lin Yongcheng, who had been shivering at the side, had his hands clenched into fists from early on, as he was the first to witness his brother’s condition.

Several students were released, most of them filthy, but only Lin Yongle had been tortured into such a state.

There must be some unknown incidents behind this, and to say there were no tricks involved, he would be even less convinced!

After having a look at Lin Yongle, Old Third and his wife hurriedly backed away.

Li Feng’e did not forget to viciously pinch the fainted Lady Ma, not wanting to clean such a filthy person, she’d rather let his own mother, Lady Ma, do it.

Lady Ma gradually came to, still dazed when she opened her eyes, until she saw her second son with empty eyes on the carriage, and then she began to wail loudly with grief.

If it were not pouring rain, the whole village would probably be drawn to her cries.

Lin Jiazhong’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed; things were messy enough, and now this madwoman’s wailing made his mind even more chaotic.

Grabbing Lady Ma, who was rolling on the ground, Lin Jiazhong, with bloodshot eyes, shouted fiercely, “Shut up!

Aren’t you ashamed enough already!”