fruity fragrance

Chapter 175 Father and Son and Intercession

Xiu came back in the afternoon. As soon as he tied up his donkey and entered the yard, he saw four little ones squatting in a row under the eaves of the side house, holding their heads in contemplation. Sluggish, just like the frost-beaten eggplant, wilting.

"What's the matter with you guys?" Xiucai regretted it as soon as she opened her mouth, wishing she could slap herself and blame herself for too many things.Because he hadn't finished speaking, he saw four small eyes looking at him like searchlights. Those shining eyes made goosebumps stand on Xiucai's body, and even his hairs were about to stand on end.The alarm bell in my heart rang even louder, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously from the bottom of my heart.The actions of the four little ones made Xiucai understand in an instant that he was being plotted by these brats...

So Xiucai hastened to make amends: "Ahem, if this matter is related to your mother and aunt, then pretend that I didn't ask." He almost said that I am still under control, but I don't have the ability to fish you out. Bless yourselves.At the same time, I was also curious, how did that girl Guoxiang come up with to torment these boys, so that they all put on such a sad face?She even went out of her way to plot against him and ask him to intercede?

Lin Fanghou and the others were full of hope at first, but when they heard what Xiucai said next, they suddenly became wilted, squatting there weakly, and even refused to give him a glimpse from the corner of their eyes.In the end, it was Lin Fanghou who felt that his uncle would lose face by doing so, so he reluctantly added: "Uncle, why are you asking us if you can't be the master?" Isn't this just a joke?

This is actually more embarrassing than not saying it, at least Xiucai thinks so...

Talent: "..."

Xiucai looked at the laziness of the little ones and wished that everyone would be rewarded with a chestnut. What kind of children are they, why are they so rude?Do you still sprinkle salt on people's wounds?
Maybe it was because she felt that being despised and ignored by a few children was really shameless, so Xiucai coughed again and said, "However, if it's not too difficult... I can try to do it. Talk about love."

Hearing Xiucai's words, the little ones immediately cheered up like chicken blood, and the shining eyes once again made Xiucai's hairs stand on end.

"Cough cough, tell me, what's going on?" Xiucai asked with a cough, omitting a few small bright eyes.

So the little ones told the scholar what happened sentence by sentence, and when they were done, they didn't forget to add: "Father (uncle), in fact, we really don't blame us for this matter, it's all because the chicken ran too fast It’s too late, even after being bloodletted, you can still run like that…”

Talent: "..."

After being speechless for a long while, Xiucai finally said, "What Guoxiang did is indeed right. If it were different, I would have to do the same thing." The chickens that have been bled out can still make them run away, which is simply extraordinary. Talented.He really didn't realize that these young people in his family were also talented...

The scholar's words made the four little ones look a little awkward all of a sudden, they all lowered their heads in shame, and the little black faces turned purple red, like a purple eggplant, nah, I don't know what to say it is good.

Xiucai looked at Lin Fanghou and the four of them with shame on their faces, so he sighed: "I can't help you with this matter." Let's talk about Tonglin Guoxiang first, it's too embarrassing for the matter itself.Four teenage boys who have been training for a year can't even catch up with a chicken whose neck was smeared. He really can't afford to lose that man...

The young ones had pinned all their hopes on the scholar, but when they heard what he said, they stopped doing it immediately, and they didn't care about so many people. They all surrounded him, and all of them wrinkled their faces and pretended to be wronged. Xiucai acted cute for a while, especially Wang Yuanyue, after getting a few hints from his brothers, he even grabbed his father's arm and didn't let go. It's sad to cry. Maybe he thought how Xiucai abused him.

"Father, you can't just leave us alone..." Wang Yuanyue was the youngest of the four children. Lin Guoxiang and Xiucai, like other parents, tended to favor the youngest, as long as it wasn't a principled mistake. Basically, they will forgive him, and sometimes even turn a blind eye.Coupled with more than a year of being with Lin Fanghou, a cousin whose skin is as thick as a city wall, the thickness of his skin will naturally not be so thin, so he is a bit psychological to perform this bitter trick at the moment None of the burdens.

Some people may say that men don’t cry easily, and those who like to shed tears are not men, but mother taught them more than once, no matter men or women, when they are sad, they should cry when they are sad, so as to ensure their health and help the body What about detoxification?Although Wang Yuanyue still doesn't quite understand the meaning of body detoxification, but this does not prevent him from keeping his mother's teachings in mind and interpreting this meaning with practical actions.

"Father, you don't know how scary that chicken is. Look, my hand has been twisted several times, and it's all torn... Woooooo..." Wang Yuanyue cried out heartbreakingly and said The hand that was scratched by the chicken while killing the chicken was stretched out in front of the scholar to show him, so as to win more sympathy from the old man.As long as the old man softened his heart and turned to their side, then half of this "war" could be said to have been won. As for the remaining half, as long as he went to the old mother's place to grind it out, he would probably be able to win a big victory.

It’s just that the old lady is angry at the moment, and it’s probably not that easy to overcome, so after discussing for a long time, the four little ones finally agreed to target the most gentle and soft-hearted scholar in the family first, and planned to put the old man first. Let's take it down.

It can only be said that the four little ones have figured out the tempers of Lin Guoxiang and Xiucai. No, Xiucai's heart softened when he saw Wang Yuanyue crying like this, and his hand was torn again, so he hesitated. After a while, he finally opened his mouth and said, "Okay, don't cry, I'll go and ask your mother what's going on." Forget it, it's embarrassing to be ashamed, anyway, which parent hasn't been ashamed a few times because of their child?Children, aren't they all like this?Xiucai comforted himself very much in his heart, although he also knew in his heart that he was probably taken advantage of by these brats.

Wang Yuanyue stopped crying as soon as he heard the scholar's words. He wiped away the tears on his face with the back of his hand, and then repeatedly urged: "Father, mother is in the study, you go quickly."

"Father, if mother is still angry, you must coax her old man well." Wang Yuanzhi also urged on the side. In fact, another meaning is that you must hold on, and you must not Let the old lady turn her anger on us, our little arms and legs are really weak, I guess we will not be able to bear it, your old man is much stronger than us, so you should bear the anger of the old lady alone Bar.

Wang Yuanzhi was taught by a scholar, how could he fail to understand what this kid said?So the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and this time he wanted to find a place where no one was around and slap himself fiercely. It was regrettable in his heart. His tactics of war.Well, my son has taught it, and he is still using what he has learned, but why use it all on him?Isn't this a typical example of lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot?

A child who is only a little older knows that he is going to find a scapegoat to fire himself, so when he grows up, will he be able to pay off?So the scholar became depressed, and at the same time he also felt a deep sense of powerlessness and depression. Could it be that he is really old?Otherwise, how could he be tricked by these brats?
But no matter what Xiucai thinks in his heart, he has already promised others that he has to do it.So he had no choice but to raise his hand and give Wang Yuanzhi a slap in the face: "You brat, now you know how to plot against me, yes, you can do it!" Squeeze out.

Wang Yuanzhi rubbed his forehead, put on a shy face and smirked twice, then clasped his hands together and pretended to say: "The Buddha said, who will go to hell if you don't go to hell? Dad, this is a good chance to become a Buddha. Look at how filial we are." , I have given you this opportunity."

The scholar couldn't laugh or cry when he heard Wang Yuanzhi's words, and raised his hand to reward him with a chestnut: "When did the Buddha say such a lie? With your father, I was plotted by you brats and I have to thank you all." ?” Hmph, you brats, you really need to clean up, what Guoxiang did is right!If he hadn't agreed to intercede for Lin Fanghou and the others, Xiucai would have raised both hands and feet in favor of Lin Guoxiang's approach.

Wang Yuanzhi scratched his head, blinked his eyes and thought for a while, and finally said to the scholar with a serious face, "Mother told us so, that it is written in Buddhist scriptures like this."

Talent: "..."

The scholar almost ran away in tears, and he gritted his teeth in hatred for Lin Guoxiang. This dead girl has nothing to say to the children, look, what has she taught her to do?

Xiucai took a deep breath, and let out another foul breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to ask your mother to find out..." Then he entered the study with a blank face, and Wang Yuanzhi reminded him in a low voice behind him. He said: "Father, don't forget to ask us to intercede in front of mother..." We can all count on you, old man.

Seeing the scholar off into the study, Lin Fanghou had sly smiles on all four of his faces, and stretched out his hands to make a V sign. Seeing the complacent expressions on his face, he deserved a beating.

(End of this chapter)