sjar Chapter 107: The Old Clam Gives Birth to a Pearl - A Bad Pearl
Chapter 107: The Old Clam Gives Birth to a Pearl - A Bad Pearl
"Come on, Shu girl, come in and sit down."
Suan invited Wenshu to sit in the main seat, and Wenshu did not refuse.
As soon as we got into the carriage, it started moving.
Wen Shu asked Su An, who was sitting on her left, "Second Uncle, who is this?"
Speaking of this unfilial son, Su An was filled with anger. If he hadn't made him so angry this time, he wouldn't have brought him around.
It’s not that he is useless. The family is supporting him as an idler so that he won’t go hungry.
He just read too much and became stupid. While traveling and studying abroad, he didn't learn anything else from those children from wealthy families, but he did learn ten times more of the evil tendencies and evil ideas they talked about.
And that thing that made me go crazy after eating Wushisan...
Of course, Su An was not able to say it out loud this time, so he just introduced me as "This is my youngest son 'Sun Seung'"
Because it was inconvenient here, Wenshu bowed and simply performed a junior salute to Shuncheng who was sitting on her right.
"Uncle Shuncheng, the younger generation..."
Before Wen Shu finished speaking, Su An interrupted her and said with some dissatisfaction, "What junior or not? You are the patriarch of our Du family now. There is no need to be so polite to him."
He didn't give any face to his youngest son, whom he once hurt in front of his eyes, even in front of outsiders.
He continued to complain to Wen Shu, "Your aunt and I had him when we were old. It wasn't easy to give birth to him, and your aunt suffered a lot, so his temperament became more casual."
--laugh--
A scoff interrupted Su An's words, and both of them looked towards Sun Cheng.
Shuncheng raised one leg, supported his head with his hands on his knees, and held a piece of dry grass that he had picked up from somewhere in his mouth.
He said nonchalantly, "Father, you didn't praise me like this before..."
He glanced at Wen Shu and continued, "Father, when I was little, you and mother often praised me for being smart.
My sixth uncle didn't praise you at all, saying that you are still strong and vigorous even though you are old. You are so lucky to have given birth to a pearl.
As expected, this man still looks like a handsome young man even when he doesn't open his mouth. But when his mouth opens and closes, the words that come out are ruined on his pretty face. Wen Shu feels very sorry.
……
Su An's chest heaved with rage after hearing what his eldest son said. He didn't know if it was because he was so angry at his oldest son that he didn't even care about the younger generation, Wen Shu, being here. He pointed a trembling finger at Shun Cheng, saying, "You bastard, you unfilial son, you unfilial son..."
Before he could finish, he started coughing violently. It was not known whether it was because of the bumpy ride of the carriage or because his second uncle was so angry, but his body curled up.
Wen Shu saw this and thought to herself that this was not good.
He shouted out of the carriage, "Stop, stop!"
He immediately stepped forward to support the person, holding Su An's body steady with one hand and using his free hand to stroke Su An's chest.
The driver was an old hand. Upon hearing the instructions from inside, he immediately pulled the reins to stop the carriage, jumped off the carriage, stood beside it, and asked inside, "Master, what happened?"
Although he was just a coachman, if something happened to his master in his own carriage, he would be dead.
"Tsk, driving a car is such a chore..." The speaker was Shuncheng.
He didn't know when he changed his sitting position, and while his father was curled up, he made a lot of space, in line with the principle of not wasting.
He stretched out his legs and feet nimbly and stretched his body. If you didn't know him, you would think he was admiring flowers in a brothel.
Wen Shu turned around and saw this posture.
Another bout of coughing, Wen Shu quickly soothed him:
"Uncle, please don't be anxious, don't be angry, don't be angry, just tell me slowly if you have anything to say."
At this moment, a group of horses came rushing over, and the gust of wind that started it just happened to lift up a corner of the carriage curtain. Wen Shu saw a green color all around her from the corner of her eyes.
"Girl, what happened?"
Jueyu's voice came from the side of the carriage, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves stepping on the sticky mud.
Seeing Shuncheng sitting opposite with an indifferent look on his face, and then looking at his second uncle who was supported by his hand and was coughing so much that he could hardly sit up straight.
After thinking for a while, Wen Shu shouted to the outside, "Jueyu, take the others outside and move away from the carriage..."
The several horse-riding warriors outside looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
Jueyu didn't hesitate much and shouted to the others, "Everyone, listen up! Quickly evacuate half a meter away from the carriage... Quickly!"
After saying that, Jueyu pulled the horse reins and stood aside.
Seeing the coachman still standing beside the carriage waiting for orders in an unnatural manner, Jueyu picked up the whip and waved it behind him. The sound of the whip cutting through the air whistled around them.
The coachman standing in front of the carriage was startled by the sound of breaking air behind him and looked back to find the source of the sound.
When he saw the whip in Jueyu's hand, he remembered that the girl had followed the team leader just now, so he lowered his head and pretended that he didn't hear anything.
A coachman may be a good driver, but he is honest, dull, and inflexible.
Seeing that the coachman didn't move even after she made the noise, Jueyu thought he didn't hear her, so she yelled at him, "You, get off the carriage! Didn't you hear me?"
"I'm leaving, but what about the carriage?" the coachman pointed to the horses in front.
"Don't worry about it. Didn't you hear the chief's words inside? Just do whatever he tells you to do!" Jueyu said, clamping his legs around the horse's belly, walking to the front and holding the two horses in front.
The coachman was also leaving the carriage.
Everything that happened outside was revealed in just a few words. After Wen Shu felt that everyone around the carriage had left, she helped Su An sit down in the main seat.
Turning around, he said to Du Shuncheng with some embarrassment, "Uncle Cheng..."
"Oh, our clan leader finally has time to take care of a little follower like me.
Uncle Cheng, I can’t afford it.”
Du Shuncheng was still as rude and unforgiving as ever. Wenshu didn't know how she had offended this elder of her uncle's generation. Judging from the way he treated her uncle with sarcasm, she didn't know if it was just his temper.
However, even if it was just her personality, she would not indulge him.
Wenshu did not take Shuncheng's words to heart, and she also agreed with her uncle's words that his youngest son was "a bit casual".
He helped Su'an lean against the car wall and said, "Uncle, don't worry, leave it to me." After that, he patted Su'an on the back to reassure him.
She turned around and continued to smile apologetically at Shuncheng, "Uncle, I'm sorry for offending your niece. Please don't blame me!"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Shu, who was sitting in the front of the car, stretched out her right leg...
The next moment, the carriage door was suddenly opened with a bang. When I looked closely, I saw a man rolling out of the carriage, holding his head and rolling on the ground for several times before stopping.
The indigo-dyed Shu brocade clothes on his body were instantly ruined.