Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 930 - 133 Repay Money_3

Chapter 930: 133 Repay Money_3

Village Chief Wang sighed. "Elder Lin, we all know about your son; he was studying in town before, but we don’t know why he suddenly dropped out. Could it be..."

Once Village Chief Wang said that, everyone understood what he meant—could it be that Lin Yongcheng had stolen something while at school, and that was why he was expelled?

Hearing the villagers whispering among themselves, Lin Jiazhong hurried to explain, "No, no, my son left school because his brother passed away unexpectedly. He was grieving and lost interest in his studies, which is why he was expelled. But Village Chief, you only know part of the story. I’ve already spoken to the school and they’ve agreed that once my son recovers, he will return to his studies."

Lin Yuan twitched an eyelid; that school would accept anyone with money. What really happened there, wasn’t it just whatever he claimed it to be?

However, Village Chief Wang was evidently much smarter. He chuckled, "Elder Lin, you truly live up to your reputation as Mr. Accountant, your eloquence is first-class. We enquired about your family before we came; your eldest son never studied properly at school and was a regular at brothel buildings. And your second son is even more impressive, brawling and fighting, getting thrown into the jail, even getting his legs broken. I say, Elder Lin, your parenting is truly remarkable, not one of your sons has turned out well."

Village Chief Wang’s words were quite rude, but it wasn’t surprising, given he was dealing with the father of a thief—he wouldn’t have spoken so harshly otherwise.

Lin Jiazhong was at a loss for words; although he was left red-faced by the criticism, he couldn’t find anything to say in return. He wanted to mention his daughter, but remembering her status, he wisely kept quiet.

The old village chief also wanted to say something nice to Lin Jiazhong but, after pondering for a while, he didn’t know what to say, as there was truly nothing about Lin Yongcheng that warranted sympathy or forgiveness.

Just then, Lin Jiaxin, who had been quiet until now, suddenly spoke up: "Village Chief Wang, I wonder if you still remember me? When your son got married, it was I who made the furniture for your home!"

Seeing Lin Jiaxin, Village Chief Wang’s eyes brightened. Even if Lin Jiaxin hadn’t made furniture, he would still know him! A very capable young lady from the Lin family had opened a store in town and became the boss—an event that was talked about in every village within ten miles.

"Oh, how could I forget?" Village Chief Wang said with a beaming smile, his eyes shifting as he saw the gently smiling Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng, who appeared completely unconcerned by the affairs at hand. This must be the young lady and the young master of Fuman Building that everyone talked about.

"Second Master Lin is really a man blessed with good fortune. It has become well known that you, sir, have raised a good daughter!" With one sentence, Village Chief Wang complimented Lin Jiaxin, his wife, and Lin Yuan, truly a crafty man.

Lin Yuan secretly smiled, knowing her father would surely lend a hand.

Lin Jiaxin smiled and, looking down at Lin Yongcheng on the ground, said, "It’s just a pity that my nephew has failed to live up to expectations. Village Chief Wang, I hope you’ll consider the fact that I have previously made furniture for your home and show mercy, letting this boy off."

With Lin Jiaxin stepping in, Village Chief Wang naturally agreed, especially since he hadn’t really planned to take Lin Yongcheng to the Government Office—his aim was only to retrieve the villagers’ lost silver.

"Second Master Lin has spoken, I must give that face. Here’s what we’ll do: if this boy returns the silver he stole from our villagers, we won’t pursue the matter any further. How about that?"

Seeing Wang Dagen and a few others nodding in agreement, Village Chief Wang said no more.

But now, it was Lin Jiazhong who faced a dilemma.

The silver his son stole wasn’t at home nor on him; where could he possibly find it to return?

"Degenerate!" Lin Jiazhong, furious, kicked Lin Yongcheng in the chest and scolded, "Take out the silver right now! You have completely lost face for me!"

Lin Yongcheng, who had been kneeling on the ground, took the kick without flinching, leading everyone to think the child must have been scared witless!

At that moment, one could see that Lin Yongcheng’s face was pale and his gaze empty, as though he truly was scared out of his wits.

Lady Ma, kneeling beside her son, quickly embraced his head, crying, "Why did you kick him? Where does he have any silver? All of his silver is already spent, all of it!"

Spent it all?

"Where has it been spent? What on earth could he have bought with more than a dozen taels of silver?" Lin Jiazhong just finished cursing when his eyes shifted: "You worthless thing! You’re going to be the death of me!"