This family really doesn’t take him seriously, just a small matter, merely a matter for Lin Caisang to open her mouth to speak, was it necessary to make such a fuss?
Isn’t he still their blood relative?
Lin Baiyi strode forward, directly grabbed Liu Baixiao’s collar from behind and dragged him out of the courtyard, then flung him away heavily.
The path outside Ya Molian’s house was paved with stones. Lin Baiyi threw Liu Baixiao so hard that Liu Baixiao directly hit his head on those stones, causing him to roll in pain.
"Lin Baiyi, you scoundrel, I’m your real brother, dare you treat me , watch out for divine retribution!"
He clutched his head, howling there.
"Divine retribution would only strike me if it was blind."
Lin Baiyi coldly looked at Liu Baixiao, who was half-lying on the ground, wishing he could step on him again to vent his anger.
"I think divine retribution must be really blind. In our village, there is such a shameless creature like you, why doesn’t a lightning strike you dead! Liu Baixiao, if I see you come to my house again, I will throw you out each time, this time was considered light. If there’s a next time, I’ll throw you into the mountains to feed the wolves!"
Liu Baixiao shivered at his words.
Lin Baiyi is a person who can do what he says, he might really throw him into the deep mountains to feed the wolves.
"Lin Baiyi, I’m your real brother. Back then, I as your elder brother took care of you a lot, today you disregard brotherhood and dare to beat me, just you wait for the day when you’ll regret it!"
He stood up, cursed Lin Baiyi a bit, and then turned and left.
If he couldn’t see Lin Caisang today, then so be it, he would wait at the foot of Manghuang Mountain tomorrow and see if he wouldn’t be able to find that wench Lin Caisang! When the time came, he would do whatever he wanted to her!
Lin Baiyi watched Liu Baixiao’s retreating figure, his face full of confusion.
"What did he take care of for me?"
It did sound reasonable, it’s natural for a brother to take care of a brother.
But dammit, when Liu Baixiao was at home, he could only think about his own interests. Besides holding his book every day, what else did he do?
Did he take care of him?
Wasn’t it him and his eldest brother who served him meals every day, almost spoon-feeding him?
He had seen thick-skinned people, but he had never seen someone as brazen as this!
"Why should I care about his words?" Shaking his head, he continued to return to the house to help.
"Grandmother, don’t be angry, it’s not worth getting upset over someone like Second Uncle." In the courtyard, Lin Changfeng said a few words to Lu Qiubo, then helped her, her face red with anger, into the main room.
Lu Qiubo let out a heavy sigh.
She also felt it was not worth being upset with such a person, but this anger was not something she had sought out—it had come to her of its own accord.
"This unfilial thing, sooner or later he will get caught by his loose mouth!"
"Grandmother’s right, let Second Uncle suffer his own consequences, you don’t have to stoop to his level. Look, Caisang still has a lot to deal with you." Lin Changfeng said.
"Grandmother, it’s perfect timing with you coming back, Brother Molian has something to ask you." Lin Caisang quickly added.
The mentioned Ya Molian: "..."
He had been talking to Sang’er, since when did he have something to ask Lu Qiubo?
The little girl wouldn’t really be trying to set him up, would she?