Chapter 11: Being from a humble background is not a shame
After hearing this, Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief and made his last request.
"I hope you can go and see my sister..."
"In return, I will bring back spiritual rice seeds to the country during my next time travel!"
< br>After hearing what Lin Chen said, Wang Lishan and Wang Xinyu, father and daughter, looked surprised.
...
After leaving the Martial Arts Palace, Wang Lishan went to deal with important matters in the military region.
Wang Xinyu proposed that she want to visit Lin Chen’s home, but Lin Chen did not refuse.
As we approached the gate of the military area, a dozen soldiers in civilian clothes came over and saluted.
The leader was the major who was called Xiao Li before.
"Classmate Lin Chen! My name is Li Nian, and I will be mainly responsible for your safety from now on..."
"I will escort you home today and notify your family to move to the military community as soon as possible."< br>
After hearing this, Lin Chen nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"Then I'll trouble Brother Li..."
Lin Chen had seen Li Nian's strength in the Martial Arts Research Institute.
A genuine martial arts powerhouse, a true elite powerhouse in the entire Daxia Kingdom.
With his protection, Lin Chen was very relieved.
Get on the hover car and drive all the way from the military area to Xicheng District, where Lin Chen’s home is located.
The Beijing metropolitan area is divided into four urban areas: east, west, north and south.
Beicheng District is mostly home to military districts, while Dongcheng District is mostly home to wealthy people.
In comparison, Xicheng is a poor urban area.
After crossing several suspended overpasses, the car stopped in front of a high-rise building.
The nearby urban area is full of dilapidated and dangerous buildings, and hover vehicles cannot drive directly into it.
Walking through a dark and damp alley, Wang Xinyu frowned slightly at the smell coming from the sewers on the roadside.
"Lin Chen, have you always lived in a place like this before? This place is like a slum..."
Lin Chen smiled after hearing this and didn't care about Wang Xinyu's presumption.
Born is not the reason for his inferiority, but the motivation for his hard work.
Pointing to the southwest, Lin Chen said:
“This is not really a slum, it’s just that the community is a little older...”
“Further to the southwest Walk six blocks and that’s the real ghetto…”
"Children in the neighborhoods near us still have a 10% chance of becoming warriors. People in real slums can only maintain basic food and clothing, and don't even have the chance to become warriors."
After hearing Lin Chen's words, Wang Xinyu and Li Nian Look at each other.
They are not "why not eat minced meat" aristocratic children.
But it is hard to imagine how a talented warrior like Lin Chen could be born in such an environment?
Through the long alley, Lin Chen’s home is on the third floor at the innermost part of the alley.
"Classmate Lin Chen, you go home first... In half an hour we will pretend to be condolences from the military region and let your family move to the military community."
Wang Xinyu and Li Nian said.
Lin Chen nodded and walked towards the third floor.
As soon as he arrived at the door of his home, he heard the sounds of insults and smashing things coming from his home.
“I said I don’t want to train today, do you care?”
"You are a cripple. If my father hadn't said that you were once a martial artist, who would have wanted to stay in this slum?"
After hearing this, Lin Chen's expression changed and he opened the door without caring about anything else.
"Uncle!"
But there were a lot of old clothes piled up in the narrow living room, scattered everywhere.
A man with gray hair on his temples was sitting in a wheelchair, watching this scene with a flushed face.
He is Lin Chen's uncle, Lin Jianhe.
"Achen, why are you back?" Lin Jianhe was stunned for a moment. Lin Chen did not answer, but looked at several figures in the living room.
A rich second-generation man in his twenties with yellow hair, and two bodyguards wearing suits and bearing samurai medals.
Since Lin Chen’s parents died, he was raised by his uncle and aunt.
Lin Chen is a family member of a martyr. He has pensions and bursaries, plus funding from his uncle, so his life is not bad.
Until five years ago, Lin Jianhe was injured during a mission and had to have his legs amputated below the knees, leaving him with a lifelong disability.
The mainstay of the family fell and the largest source of income was lost.
In addition to the pension, I only rely on my aunt Kong Shan to occasionally sew clothes and do odd jobs to support the family.
Even so, this life shouldn't be so bad.
But as Lin Chen gradually revealed his talent, the demand for martial arts resources was high.
In addition, her sister Lin Anan contracted a strange disease two years ago, and conservative treatment will also cost a lot of money.
So I could only sell my house and move to this old community to save money.
Even so, Lin Jianhe was not stingy with Lin Chen's martial arts resources.
The pressure of raising two people forced Lin Jianhe to humbly teach martial arts to some rich second generations to make money.
However, some wealthy second-generation martial arts practitioners were unreasonable and insulted Lin Jianhe as a disabled person.
For example, the yellow-haired rich second generation in front of me often provoked Lin Jianhe, not just once or twice.
Lin Chen's nose became even more sore when he saw Lin An'an hiding in the room secretly watching this scene through the gap in the door.
With his eyes red, Lin Chen said to Lin Jianhe:
"Uncle, you don't have to work so hard in the future... I have become a warrior, and I will be able to support my family in the future."
"There is also An An's illness. I will also find a way to cure it..."
After saying that, Lin Chen looked at the yellow-haired rich second generation expressionlessly and said:
"From now on, you will Don't come to my house! You are not welcome here, please get out now..."
The yellow-haired rich second generation was stunned, anger welling up in his eyes.
"You poor boy, why are you talking to me like this?"
"My father is your financial sponsor. Without me, you might have been begging on the roadside now!"
Huang Mao snorted coldly. Although he looked down on Lin Chen's family, he also knew that Lin Jianhe had Really talented and learned.
During the six months of training at the Lin family, his martial arts skills had really improved, so he was unwilling to leave just now.
But Lin Chen didn't care about this. He knew that with support behind him, he could change the fate of the entire Lin family.
Why do you still stay in a dilapidated residential building and suffer from the anger of these dudes?
So, Lin Chen pointed at the door and said:
"Get out! My uncle doesn't need you as a student, nor your family's money!"
Unexpectedly, it was Lin Chen who This sentence completely angered Huang Mao.
In his eyes, the poor are born to be the rich man's cattle and horses!
“You kid, how dare you talk to me like this?”
Huang Mao raised his arm to hit Lin Chen.
When Lin Jianhe saw this, he quickly wanted to stop him, but was held down by the two samurai bodyguards.
However, just when the slap was about to hit Lin Chen's face, an arm suddenly appeared and grabbed Huang Mao's wrist.
It was Li Nian and Wang Xinyu who heard the noise upstairs and caught up.
Li Nian frowned slightly, exerted a little force on his fingers, and the yellow hair burst into tears because of the pain, and said angrily:
"How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?"
Li Nian's face was still calm, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
"Oh, who are you?"
"I am Du Jiye, have you heard of Du's Pharmaceuticals? My dad prescribed it!" Huang Mao shouted.
Li Nian nodded after hearing this and said:
"Okay, I know who you are..."
"Then, do you know who I am?"
(End of this chapter)