Immortal Cultivating Master In City

After nearly an hour, Lin, who went to the hospital for physical examination, was sent back by the driver. Then the nanny pushed him to the restaurant in a wheelchair.

"Grandfather, I'm a mu." Lin Mu squatted in front of master Lin's wheelchair, gently holding his grandfather's hand, "tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I'll come back to see you."

"Er, er, OK."

Mr. Lin's eyes were dull. Looking at his grandson squatting in front of him, he uttered a string of ambiguous words.

Looking at his grandfather, Lin Mu was very sad.

His parents died in a car accident a few years ago. The old man Lin, who lost his son, couldn't bear the blow. He suffered from Alzheimer's disease a few days later.

After dinner, Lin Mu didn't stay in the restaurant for a long time, because he knew what would happen next.

Every week in the past was like this, so he ate early and went upstairs to his room.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before there was a quarrel in the restaurant.

After listening to a few words, Lin Mu felt bored, sighed and closed the door.

From the cupboard, a bottle of Baijiu was brought out. Lin Mu went to the balcony and looked at tiny spots of neon light in the East China Sea. Lin Mumeng's eyes were filled with a big mouth.

"Cough! Cough

"Dad, mom, do you know all this?"

"Oh, you don't know. You left too early... The Lin family is about to split up."

After wiping the corners of his mouth, Lin Mu, who had wet eyes, suddenly smashed his fist on the guardrail and muttered softly.

Lin Yiqing, the third son of the whole Lin family, is the only one who has truly inherited his treasure assessment skills.

The other two sons and daughters have completely turned into businessmen full of copper.

Antiques are just a tool for them to make money.

For these ancient utensils which have lasted for hundreds of years, they have no respect at all, but only an undisguised desire for money.

Lin Yiqing was in a good mood when he thought that his family would have successors. But it didn't last long. When Lin Yiqing was ready to take over the family business, he and his wife died on their way home.

An earth moving truck loaded with sand and gravel hit their Mercedes Benz from the side.

Even the Mercedes Benz premium sedan, which costs nearly a million yuan, can't withstand the collision of earth moving vehicles weighing dozens of tons.

The husband and wife died on the spot, and they didn't even have the chance to send them to the hospital, so they left their only son, Lin Mu.

When he went to the hospital to claim the body, Mr. Lin insisted that he would not let Mr. Lin go, nor would he be accompanied by anyone.

Lin Mu only knew that when his grandfather came back from the hospital, the old man, who had been hale and hearty, seemed to be a lot older in a moment, and his straight waist also bent down. Looking at Lin Mu sitting in the living room, he only said a word.

"Son, come and live with my grandfather in the future."

Later, when Lin Mu overheard his uncle talking about it, he realized that his parents were almost smashed into a pile of broken meat by the out of control truck, and they were already beyond recognition when they were sent to the hospital.

Because of this reason, my grandfather didn't let him go to the hospital. He was afraid of cowardice. He couldn't bear the blow.

Mr. Lin's consideration is right. Even though he has experienced countless storms in his life, he has become senile dementia under the heavy blow, not to mention Lin Mu, who was a half child at that time.

More than once in his mind, he imagined what it was like. Until today, when Lin Mu thought of the picture, he still couldn't stop his tears.

"Gudong! Gudong

After another mouthful of wine, Lin Mu's eyes were loose, and he was too drunk to lie on the railing, letting the tears drop down.

Just as Lin Mu was immersed in his own world, the door suddenly knocked. Then Lin Yifu, the second uncle, came in and took a look at Lin Mu on the balcony.

With a twinkle in his eyes, Lin Yifu quietly put his things back into his pocket.

"What's the matter, mu? I miss your parents again?" Seeing Lin Mu with tears in his face and blurred eyes, Lin Yifu was quite concerned.

"Second uncle, what's the matter?" Lin Mu turned to take a look at Lin Yifu.

Lin Yifu shook his head and chuckled: "it's nothing important. It's just that you were in a hurry. I'm afraid you have something to do, so I came up to see you."

"Thank you, uncle. I'm fine." Lin Mu turned his head and said faintly.

"Ah mu, it's a pity that your parents left so early." Lin Yifu leaned on the guardrail, his eyes seemed a little empty.

"There are four brothers and sisters in the family. The only one who has really learned the old man's skills is your father."

"It's a pity that your father is too academic. He only appreciates the cultural value of those antiques, but never pays attention to their economic benefits."

"We are a family with a huge industrial chain to maintain, not a museum engaged in academic research."“ When your father was in charge of the family, the family business lost a lot, but the old man insisted that your father take over the family business. " Lin Mu, half leaning on the guardrail with a wine bottle, listened quietly to Lin Yifu, not knowing what he was thinking. Looking at Lin Mu, who was a little distracted, Lin Yifu gave a smile, put his right hand on his shoulder and patted him gently“ The second uncle wants to tell you, people, don't do things beyond their own ability, because that will easily lead to big things. " Just when Lin Mu was stunned and didn't understand the meaning of the words, he felt the hand on his shoulder suddenly pushed hard. Unable to drink, Lin Mu immediately turned over and fell from the balcony on the fourth floor“ Bang On the first floor steps, the scarlet blood was spreading rapidly from under Lin Mu.