Late at night, Lin's house.

In the house, Lin Zeyu is waiting for his father and elder brother to come out early and return late.

Lin Zhengyun received an urgent communication from Lin Zeyu in the afternoon. However, in the terminal, Lin Zeyu only said that there was an urgent matter to discuss. He hoped that his father and elder brother could go home this evening, but he did not say anything specific.

As soon as Lin Zhengyun came in, he found that the atmosphere at home was not right.

Mrs. Lin is sitting on the sofa, wiping her tears, while Lin Zeyu is standing beside her with a bad face. She is not as intimate as she used to be.

"What's the matter? Is the sky falling? " Lin Zhengyun frowned and exclaimed.

What Lin Zhengyun dislikes most is his wife, because no man with strong self-esteem will be oppressed by a wife who is one head higher than himself.

Mrs. Lin is the first lady of the Tang family, and her father is the current leader of the Tang family and one of the seven gods of war in the Empire.

Mrs. Lin, who is also Tang ya, has been carrying her father, Tang Zhanhui, to oppress him whenever anything happens. In addition, she is arrogant and does not know how to advance or retreat. This makes Lin Zhengyun very dissatisfied with him.

Mrs. Lin stopped crying, stood up and grabbed the tea cup on the table and smashed it at Lin Zhengyun.

Mrs. Lin exclaimed angrily, "Lin Zhengyun, it's all your good sons!"

Lin Zhengyun naturally won't hit his glass, but his dignity as a householder has been challenged.

"Did you not give birth to my son?" Lin Zhengyun said angrily.

Mrs. Lin said with a sneer, "I can't give birth to a dirty little bastard."

Lin Zhengyun's face was hard to look at. He knew that Tang Ya was not happy to go to Lin Fei Tong again.

Lin Zhengyun said coldly: "Tang ya, you are his nominal mother. Even if you don't like him any more, you should not abuse him. Moreover, he is not in the Lin family at all now, which will not hinder your eyes. You don't need to go to him for trouble."

"I just can't stand that little bastard. Don't you know that little bastard seduces his brother, my son, when he's at home?" Lin Fu seemed to be crazy, and his voice was sharp: "you know how to protect the little bastard. You just let me tolerate him. You don't know how that little bastard bullied me today!"

At this point, Mrs. Lin began to wipe her tears with her handkerchief and began to cry.

"Mother, you were bullied by Lin Feitong today?" The eldest son Lin Zexi heard this, immediately Mou son cold. Mrs. Lin cried and said, "it's more than bullying. I'm going to lose my face. I'm so big. I haven't been insulted yet."

Lin Zexi comforted Mrs. Lin for a few words, then turned his head to stare at Lin Zeyu, who was standing beside him. He said, "today is your day to go shopping with your mother, isn't it?"

"Ah? Yes Lin Zeyu immediately put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood by the pillar with the blue ice dragon on the white background.

Lin Zexi yelled: "when you see your mother being bullied, don't you know how to help? Or do you have a problem with that little bastard... "

"Big brother, can you not mention this kind of thing for a while? Do you think it is more likely that the third younger brother will take the initiative to trouble his mother, or that his mother will trouble him? "

Lin Zeyu frowned and interrupted Lin Zexi impatiently. He didn't like to be called a little bastard Lin Feitong.

Lin Zexi glanced at Lin Zeyu and said, "my mother didn't trouble him, but educated him. A mother has the right and obligation to make a jade without polishing it. "

Lin Zeyu

Shit, you say you're right. You beep.

Linfu people seem to have caught the straw, holding Lin Zexi's hand, crying and saying: "or you know the truth, not like the little white eyed wolf."

Lin said with a glance.

Lin wiped his face helplessly and looked up at the ceiling.

Although, he is a playful and lustful second generation ancestor, but his brain is still very good, know who should provoke, who can not.