Chapter 967 - 142 Guarding oneself and steals
When Lin Yuan rushed to the Lin Family Old House, it was already surrounded by villagers, making it impossible to pass through.
Though referred to as the Lin Family Old House, it had been divided in two after Lin Jiazhong and Lin Jiaxiao went their separate ways. A half-person-high wall had been erected in the middle of the former grand courtyard, and the original main entrance had been replaced with two humble small doors. From a distance, there was a sense of desolation.
Looking at the approaching crowd, Lin Jiazhong was both guilt-ridden and uneasy, his hands tightly clenched. Behind him, Lady Ma’s eyes were bloodshot as she stood tensely at the doorway, gripping an iron shovel handle tightly in her hands.
"Hey, old Lin ah," "it’s not that I’ve forgotten our old friendship, it’s just that you..."
The speaker was an elderly gentleman, nearly fifty years of age. Although his hair was graying, it was meticulously combed, and his dark blue slanted-collar long robe was without a single wrinkle.
This elderly gentleman stood in the center of the courtyard, and behind him followed seven or eight young men. The courtyard, small to begin with, felt even more crowded with these figures present.
Lin Jiazhong’s face turned pale, glancing at the young men whom he knew all too well. He sighed, "Butler Qi, I have... I have difficulties, and I intended to rush to make up for the deficit these days, but, but..."
Butler Qi was the butler of the Landlord family where Lin Jiazhong was employed, and after having worked with Lin Jiazhong for over ten years, he had a good impression of him. Only, he hadn’t expected such an incident to occur.
"Jiazhong ah," "I am really helpless in this situation. As Mr. Accountant, you were supposed to safeguard the funds, not embezzle them. Not to mention the boss, no family would let this pass easily."
Butler Qi shook his head helplessly. "It’s not that I want to blame you, but for the sake of a mere fifty-six taels of silver, you dared to tamper with the boss’s newly received accounts. Jiazhong, if you were in urgent need of silver, you could have told me. With our friendship over these ten years, wouldn’t I have helped you?"
Lin Jiazhong’s face turned red from Butler Qi’s words, and he hung his head, not sure what to say.