"Grandmother, I... I don't want your money. I can earn, provide for the family, and ensure a better life for all of you," Lin Yu firmly refused.
"Enough, just take it. Why bother arguing? You don't seem like a man at all. Take the money now, and later, after you've earned, you can take care of us properly. Stop wasting words." Grandfather Lin, sitting beside, snorted and tapped the table.
"Alright, I'll take it." Lin Yu wiped away a tear discreetly and nodded solemnly.
"That's right, go ahead, good child. Grandma believes in you. My grandson has always been intelligent since childhood, a renowned little prodigy in our courtyard. You're bound to succeed." Grandmother Lin smiled with contentment, holding his hand gently and patting his back.
"Yes, I'm leaving." Lin Yu nodded and walked out.
"Come back for dinner in the evening. Grandma will cook your favorite sweet and sour fish from when you were young... Oh, and don't forget, if you have time, invite Yanzi out for a meal to strengthen your bond." Grandma Lin shouted after him from behind.
Lin Yu nearly stumbled down the steps ahead. Here it comes again; Grandma's concern was truly overwhelming.
Humming a tune, he walked out joyfully. In reality, he wasn't thinking of finding a job but intended to first get some herbal medicine soups to regulate his grandparents' health.
After all, while the technique could be used for primary treatment for his grandparents, the assistance of medicinal herbs was equally crucial to enhance the effectiveness of his energy treatment. If well-managed, he couldn't guarantee how many more years his grandparents would live, but at least he could restore their current seventy-year-old bodies to a state of fifty, without any issue.
If it weren't for the fact that this technique, due to the Starry Gem, only recognized one master and required practicing inside a unique space within the gem through mental concentration, he'd have considered imparting it to his grandparents, rejuvenating them.
Humming the tune, carrying the tattered military bag, he continued walking outside. In the blink of an eye, he reached the entrance of the community, turned a corner, and entered a narrow alley leading to the main road.
As he left the community gate, he took a glance at the demolition area over there. The fat guy and the scrapped Q7 were nowhere to be seen. Most likely, the fat guy had taken the car to the scrapyard to cry. The thought made him unable to hold back his laughter.
Turning into the alley and about to move forward, a sudden shout came from behind, "Lin Yu, you little brat, stop right there."
Lin Yu frowned, stopped, and turned around slowly. Three people were coming towards him from behind, shoulder to shoulder, walking askew. Clearly, they seemed a little drunk. Among them, the one in the middle had green-dyed hair, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, currently glaring at Lin Yu with a fierce look, continually wagging his finger, "Lin Yu, come over here, come over to me." He looked very provocative.
Lin Yu's expression darkened. Even though it had been more than six years, he could recognize him. He was Wang Ziming, the kid from the neighboring Wang family. He was notorious for causing trouble and was a street ruffian around here.
When he was younger, before he had mastered that technique, this kid used to bully him a lot. He would demand money at the alley entrance, forcing him to steal scrap iron from the construction site to buy cigarettes. By the time Lin Yu was around eleven or twelve and had some basic martial arts skills, ready to teach him a lesson, that kid was imprisoned for causing serious injury.
Meeting again after many years, Lin Yu hadn't expected this guy to remain the same, still reckless and aimless.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu shook his head slightly. Wang Ziming's father, Wang Libao, was a very honest person, a well-known old factory worker from the gear factory. He was laid off and now fixed bicycles on the streets. However, his wife, Wang Shen, was the woman who had cursed Lin Yu while throwing trash downstairs this morning. She was a shrewd, acerbic, extremely vulgar woman, particularly fond of taking advantage. She had been caught by Lin's grandfather for stealing iron ingots from the factory and received a harsh punishment.
Her son followed her, growing up steadily, becoming a mischievous rascal, picking up her traits.
However, considering the neighborly relations, Lin Yu didn't want to bother with such a person if he could help it. After all, they still needed to live as neighbors in the future. Moreover, Wang Libao, Mr. Wang, was genuinely a good person, and it wouldn't be right to beat his son.
But Wang Ziming was too arrogant and offensive. If he continued being disrespectful, Lin Yu wouldn't mind giving him a small lesson.
"Ziming, it's early morning, drinking so much isn't good for your health," Lin Yu took a deep breath, trying to keep calm and said.
But it seemed like he couldn't remain calm. Because it was apparent that Wang Ziming had specifically come for him, blocking his way here, and he wasn't sure why.
"Shut the hell up, look at how you're dressed, like a beggar. What right do you have to lecture me?" Wang Ziming squinted, reeking of alcohol, and swayed towards Lin Yu, with an air of provocation, repeatedly calling him "bastard," fueling Lin Yu's anger.
The other two came from the sides, maliciously surrounding him in a triangle.
"I didn't mean to lecture you, just showing some concern," Lin Yu shook his head. He couldn't help but sneer inwardly. If you're looking for a fight, come and get it.
"Concern? What concern? You little brat, I'm warning you, keep quiet when you're back and stay out of trouble. At the very least, stay away from Liu Xiaoyan. She's my future wife. If you dare to get close to her again, I'll kill you, believe me?" Wang Ziming pointed at Lin Yu's nose and swore.
His words made Lin Yu suddenly understand. So, that was it. He hadn't even done anything, yet here was someone feeling jealous and picking trouble with him.
It was clear as day that Xiaoyan wouldn't have any interest in such a person. It must be because this guy, being envious, had been pestering her and had coincidentally seen him getting close to her this morning. If he didn't give him a little lesson, who knows how he might pester Xiaoyan in the future.
With a cold smile, Lin Yu's hand moved like lightning and grabbed the finger that was pointing at him, "Wang Ziming, you better watch your mouth. Did your mother use diapers to wipe your mouth when you were a child?"
Wang Ziming's finger was grasped so tightly that it made a cracking sound, hurting him so much that tears welled up in his eyes, and he involuntarily knelt down, crying in agony.
The other two, seeing the situation turn unfavorable, rushed over. One threw
a punch viciously toward Lin Yu's head, clearly a street thug used to fighting.