Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 785 - 098 Getting beaten up, offering incense_2

Lin Yongcheng was instantly rendered speechless by the rebuke; could this Little Disaster Star really be a woman? With her hands on her hips and a fearless swagger, how was she any different from a reckless shrew in the market?

With a hooked smile, Lin Yuan continued to speak, "That day, Lin Yongle, together with a gang of ragamuffins, went to collect protection money on the streets. Later, a fight broke out at a stall, and Lin Yongle was hit in the leg by someone’s random cudgel strike. In fact, his leg wasn’t broken at the time; it was only smashed by those brawlers trampling over him after the fact. Moreover, because he did not receive timely treatment in prison, that’s when his leg truly became useless."

The exact cause of Lin Yongle’s broken leg had always been unclear to Lin Jiazhong and his wife until today when Lin Yuan brought it up.

However, Lin Jiazhong clearly did not believe her, "How could you know these details so well?"

Lin Yuan shrugged her shoulders: "Because, when Lin Yongle came to extort protection money, the trouble arose right at my stall."

What?

Lin Jiazhong looked at Lin Yuan in disbelief, obviously not having expected that his own son would lead those ruffians to his own cousin’s stall to stir up trouble, especially since they hadn’t cut ties at that time!

Lady Ma, however, didn’t think that much; all she thought about was her own son.

"Since it was at your stall, why didn’t you save him? You just allowed those people to break his leg?"

Looking at Lady Ma’s reddened eyes, Lin Yuan moved her lips slightly; if she had saved him, she wouldn’t have gone through the trouble of breaking his leg herself, wouldn’t that have been superfluous?

"Oh, you can’t blame me for that. How could a weak woman like me stand up against so many strong men?" Lin Yuan put on an act of a victim, as if she had really hidden away during the fight, "Besides, your son was leading outsiders to cause trouble at his own cousin’s stall. Could he show his true face? He was wearing a mask the whole time. If it wasn’t for the officers from the Yamen detaining people and taking off his mask, I wouldn’t have realized it was him!"

Knowing her own son well, it did seem like something her son would do. Lady Ma didn’t ask any further but still didn’t understand; if it was just that, why would Boss say that Lin Yuan was trying to sow discord?

Seeing Lady Ma looking towards her eldest son, the cunning Lin Yuan raised her eyebrows and added fuel to the fire: "Oh, to continue with the important matter, the person who caused Lin Yongle’s leg to be crippled and sent to prison was actually the very person who instigated him to cause the trouble. As for this person..."

"Who is this person?" Lady Ma and her husband widened their eyes, staring intently at Lin Yuan’s lips, and Lin Jiazhong had even clenched his fists in secret, ready to seek revenge as soon as Lin Yuan named the culprit, even if it was Xia Zheng, he wouldn’t let it go.

All saw Lin Yuan’s smiling visage as her pale, slender finger lifted high, pointing accusingly at someone: "The mastermind behind this is none other than your dear son."

Following Lin Yuan’s pointing finger, everyone saw Lin Yongcheng’s face in a panic, and considering his earlier desperation to interrupt, the truth in Lin Yuan’s words was evident.

Lady Ma trembled her lips, her face whiter than snow: "You, it was actually you?"

Lin Jiazhong’s pent-up rage from the past several days erupted. He took a step forward and slapped Lin Yongcheng’s face twice while cursing, "You scoundrel! I always knew you were up to no good. You actually instigated your brother to join the mob to engage in such heinous acts! And you even caused your brother’s leg to be broken and sent him to prison, leading to his untimely end!"

Ever since his younger son had been sent to prison, Lin Jiazhong had been harboring resentment. Now, finally finding the culprit behind his son’s misfortune, there was no way he would let Lin Yongcheng off easily. The more he thought, the angrier he felt, and Lin Jiazhong even forgot that they were in the presence of his deceased father. While cursing, he rummaged around, found a stick, and chased after his eldest son.

Lin Yongcheng was not foolish; seeing his father coming to beat him, why would he wait around to be hit? He took off running. But having been weak from the start, coupled with being forcibly confined indoors by his parents without sunlight for days, his constitution was even worse, and barely two steps in, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Lin Jiazhong’s stick rained down on his back and buttocks, beating him until he screamed in pain.

Lady Ma wanted to protect him, but thinking of her tragically deceased younger son, she could not muster any sympathy for her elder one. She just collapsed on the ground, pounding the floor while wailing in agony, "My son, you died so horribly! Ah, my poor child!"