Chapter 8 Purpose
Du Bingsheng still asked Lin Huiguang for help. He stood at the door and thought for a while, then took out a penny from his purse, handed it to Lin Yi, and said, "Niece, uncle is in a hurry to go out, and he didn't bring much money. Take it back for emergency."

"Uncle, I can't..." Lin Yiyi actually expected Du Bingsheng to be like this, but she still pretended to be surprised and wanted to refuse.

Seeing Du Bingsheng giving Lin Yiyi a sling of money, Mrs. Du was not happy, and muttered in a low voice, "Why do you give it to the sick man, he won't live long anyway..."

Lin Yiyi could hear her muttering clearly.

"Niece, don't worry about the lack of money. I will visit your father when uncle is free some other day." Du Bingsheng forced the money into Lin Yiyi's hands, and seemed a little afraid that Lin Yiyi would refuse.

Of course, it was impossible for Lin Yiyi to refuse. With a hesitant look on her face, she held the copper plate in her hand and bit her lip before saying to Du Bingsheng, "Then thank you uncle."

"It should, it should." Du Bingsheng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Yiyi accepting it.

After accepting the money, Lin Yiyi didn't stay with Lin Huijun any longer, and left directly.

But she was still a little surprised, why didn't she see her grandparents in the old house.

Lin Yiyi didn't go home right away, but hid in the woods near her home, looked around carefully, saw no one, then went into the space, went to the supermarket to get some rice, and went home with her clothes.

She didn't dare to take too much, for fear that Lin Huiguang would become suspicious.

"Father and Mother, I'm back." Lin Yiyi stepped forward and opened the door of the courtyard, and said aloud.

"Sister~" Hearing Lin Yiyi's voice, Lin Qing'an became excited and waved her little hand in Qiao's arms.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Qiao couldn't laugh or cry, and walked towards Lin Yiyi.

"Yiyi, what are you carrying?" Qiao asked strangely when she saw that Lin Yiyi was wearing her clothes carefully.

Hearing this, Lin Yiyi glanced at Mrs. Qiao, smiled brightly and said to her, "The rice given by uncle."

When she heard this, Mrs. Qiao frowned, not to mention Lin Huijun, as long as Mrs. Du was a person, she knew that it was impossible to give food to their family...

Seeing Qiao's confusion, Lin Yiyi hurriedly explained: "Uncle Du came to uncle's house and heard that I had hurt my head, so he gave me a penny and asked my aunt to give me some food."

"Yiyi, you shouldn't..." Qiao's face became ugly after hearing this, and she wanted to say something to Lin Yiyi, but was interrupted by Lin Huiguang who came out of the room.

"Yiyi, put the rice in the kitchen." Lin Huiguang said.

Looking at the expressions of the two of them, Lin Yiyi always felt that something was hiding from her, but she was still obedient, nodded and went into the kitchen.

After waiting for Lin Yiyi to enter the kitchen, Mrs. Qiao looked back at Lin Huiguang, and said reproachfully, "Sir, you know what Brother Du's plan is, why are you still..."

"Okay, although Du Bingsheng is not a good person, it hasn't hurt us, so you don't have to worry about it. It's just a recommendation letter, and I don't suffer from writing it." Lin Huiguang smiled and comforted Qiao.

Listening to her husband's words, Mrs. Qiao could only sigh helplessly, hugged Lin Qing'an in her arms, and walked towards the kitchen.

And Lin Qing'an was in Qiao's arms, eating her own little hands, and kept laughing foolishly.

(End of this chapter)

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