Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 802 - 102 My home!_2

Xia Zheng was amused by Lin Yuan’s fierce expression, as if she was watching a good show, and no longer felt jealous. He burst into laughter and said, "Right, master should also show him a bright path. Since his name is Chen Shimei, and he’s the most beautiful in the world, then he should go and enjoy life properly in the male brothel. The men and women there are the ones who truly cherish and love him!"

Lin Yuan was about to step into the courtyard when she heard Xia Zheng’s words and snorted with laughter. Alright, when it comes to sharp tongues, this guy still takes the cake.

Inside the house, Lin Jiazhong was still supporting his waist, motionless as he listened, and couldn’t help but curse out, "Truly a pair of black hearts! No wonder they call her Little Disaster Star, cursing others like that, such a ruthless and vicious person!"

Lin Jiazhong had gotten so angry that he failed to control his volume, and the cursing was overheard by the black-hearted pair outside.

Lin Yuan stopped in her tracks and shouted into the house, "Who’s there?"

The voice just now wasn’t Aunt Chen and her husband’s. Had an outsider come into this courtyard? But who could it be? She had just met the old village chief yesterday and hadn’t heard him mention selling this courtyard to anyone else.

Xia Zheng had heard it too and already had an inkling of who it was. He moved forward to stand by Lin Yuan’s side, fearing the man inside meant no good and might harm Lin Yuan.

Lin Jiazhong instantly regretted his words after cursing and quickly covered his mouth. When he heard Lin Yuan asking, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But then he thought, why should he hide? He hadn’t stolen or robbed anything. Was it just because he was living a life of poverty that he couldn’t face that Little Disaster Star?

With that in mind, Lin Jiazhong straightened his back, dusted off the dirt on his clothes, and disdainfully tossed the two sticks of wood he had just picked up aside. As he walked out, he grumbled, "I have land and a house, what do I need these broken sticks for? I’m not afraid of you, Little Disaster Star. I may not be as rich as you, but I still have my pride!"

Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng waited in the courtyard for a while before seeing Lin Jiazhong muttering as he walked out of the house. Although he had carefully dusted off his clothes, his robe was still filthy, and there was even a tear at the leg of his pants, an old one, clearly not a recent rip.

Lin Yuan pursed her lips, feeling that this slightly hunched middle-aged man was a far cry from the Lin Jiazhong of the past. The Lin Jiazhong she remembered would always stand tall and straight no matter where he went, and he was very particular about his clothing. A large tear, let alone a small fray in his clothing, would have made him discard it immediately.

Looking at him now, it was like everything had changed.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Yuan couldn’t help asking. Although the house was rundown, it was next to her family’s property, and the Lin family had deep grievances with Lin Jiazhong. What if he was here to cause trouble?

It wasn’t that Lin Yuan was suspicious; it was just that Lin Jiazhong’s character was really questionable.

Lin Jiazhong’s eyes swept over Lin Yuan, and he felt a sting in his eyes. Look at that silk she wore, the golden hairpin on her head, not to mention the jewelry on her hands and neck. Ah, it had been less than a year, and the once haggard Little Disaster Star had turned into a little rich lady.

With envy, he squinted his eyes and sneered, "That’s what I should be asking you. What are you doing in my house?"

Your house?

Lin Yuan was taken aback. Had she been too occupied tidying up the Meng family’s place and exhausted herself? Was she hallucinating? Wasn’t this Chen Zhu’s house? When did it become Lin Jiazhong’s house?

Xia Zheng curled his lips, saying with interest, "Oh, so this place has become Old Master Lin’s house now. Tsk tsk, really unexpected, this dilapidated courtyard has caught Old Master Lin’s eye!"

Lin Yuan covered her mouth to hide her smile. Xia Zheng was indirectly belittling someone again.

The more Lin Jiazhong listened, the more he felt something was off with Xia Zheng’s words, but he couldn’t quite point it out. He coughed and put on the air of the homeowner, huffing, "Of course, this courtyard is mine now. Little Disaster Star, I’m warning you, your grandmother will be living here, so don’t you try anything! Hmph, even if you did have a scheme, it’s useless now. Everything in the family has been divided. Even if you have ideas, you won’t get a single penny."