Dealing With It (1)

Lin Dachui smiled bitterly.

"I've made a fool of myself again…"

Lin Xiaoyue was stunned.

He felt that the old man in front of her was really different from before.

Lin Dachui suddenly propped himself up and stood up.

He patted the dust off his butt and then looked at Lin Xiaoyue again.

"There's no money at home. We can't even afford coffins for the Old Madam and Yuanshan."

"The eldest and the second both said that they did not have money. The fourth is building a new house now and does not have any money on hand…" Lin Dachui's face was filled with bitterness.

"However, they all came to me." At this point, Lin Dachui looked at Lin Xiaoyue.

"They asked me to bring them to the Liu residence to apologize to your mother. He hoped to repair the relationship between the two families."

Lin Xiaoyue's eyes were cold.

Seeing this, Lin Dachui didn't show his usual fear. He calmly stated the facts.