Chapter Ninety-Eight: Reverse Scales
"My grandson can't do it." Just when Grandmother Xiao and Xiao Yuan both thought that Xiao Lei acquiesced, he suddenly opened his mouth.
Xiao Yuan couldn't hold back his fiery temper at this moment, patted the armrest of the wooden chair and stood up and shouted: "You have to tie this family business if you don't tie it, otherwise the unknown woman won't want to marry into the Xiao family!" ”
These days, he has broken his heart, and he used the connections and resources he can use to get mixed up in front of Zhizhou. If it weren't for the Xiao family's own family background, and that Zhizhou's indifference to his own concubine, although it was not impossible for the merchant to marry the housekeeper, Xiao Yuan knew best how difficult it was.
Finally, the other party was relieved and had an intention. Xiao Lei actually refused in one bite, and it was for an unidentified woman.
"Although our Xiao family is not a scholarly family, even if it is a merchant, it is also a serious family. Have you been eaten by dogs for so many years of etiquette! The woman who brought back an unknown person was going to marry someone, and it was rumored crazy outside, and it was already a big concession for her to get a wife. Just by what you have done, she can only be a cheap concubine! Xiao Yuan was so angry that the palm of the armrest was already red.
Xiao Lei looked at Xiao Yuan's closed mouth, and suddenly sneered: "Father, what is the transgression? Would you rather believe the words of outsiders than the sons who have lived in your eyes for nineteen years? ”
Xiao Yuan saw Xiao Lei retort, knowing in his heart that his son's character would not do such a thing. But he just couldn't be angry, and his son, who had been raised for nearly 20 years, helped a woman contradict his father. After thinking about it, he was even more angry in his heart: "You actually contradicted being a father? What kind of ** decoction did that demon girl pour you! ”
As a father, he was unwilling to admit that his son's religion was corrupt, and the more he said this, the more he wanted to affirm his own thoughts.
"None of this has anything to do with the vines!" Xiao Lei listened to Xiao Yuan's words about Shi Manman, and he didn't care about Xiao Yuan's rebuttal.
"You...... You rebel! Get on my knees! And said it had nothing to do with the woman! Xiao Yuan, who was furious, began to feel pain in his chest
"It's really annoying old man!" Xiao Yuan's hand covering his chest trembled uncontrollably. Xiao Lei saw that Xiao Yuan was angry with himself like this, and he also knew that his attitude was too intense. After all, the other party is his father, Xiao Yuan is angry, and it is still himself who regrets it.
Xiao Yuan has never been so angry now, looking at his only son who is still stubborn, he wants to slap the rebel in front of him to death, saving an eyesore. He did what he thought in his heart.
With a crisp slap of "pop", Xiao Lei's wheat-colored cheeks revealed an unnatural red, and after a while, the left side of his face was swollen and tall, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears. Xiao Yuan was stunned after playing Xiao Lei, from childhood to adulthood, even if Xiao Lei did something out of line, he only punished him for kneeling in front of Qin Qing's tablet to reflect, and never did anything to Xiao Lei.
"Lei'er!" Grandmother Xiao exclaimed, Grandmother Xiao didn't want to meddle too much in the matter between father and son. But he didn't think that his son would actually move his hand to his grandson as he spoke.
"Father is angry?" Xiao Lei didn't seem to care about the swollen cheeks, and asked lightly.
"Get out!" When Xiao Yuan saw Xiao Lei's appearance, he also felt a pain in his heart, and sat back on the chair in a dejected manner.
"You...... What are you calling this? Grandmother Xiao saw that she couldn't stop Xiao Lei from leaving, so she turned around and shouted to Xiao Yuan.
"No matter how big it is, you have to do it!" Grandmother Xiao pestled her cane hard and said distressedly.
"You father and son were enemies in their last life! Lei'er is now eighteen, how can you still do it to him as a father. Do you want him to gain a foothold in the Xiao family! As he spoke, his cane thumped the ground.
"I ...... I'm not angry, so I ......" Xiao Yuan also felt that what he did was inappropriate, Xiao Lei's age is not young, and he is really embarrassed by Xiao Lei's face.
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, Lei'er, then I'll persuade you. Even if Lei'er didn't want to, Miss Shi agreed to do the same. When will you change your temper like this? There is nothing that can't be done, so why do you just hold on to Lei'er? Xiao's mother's words came to an end, and the good mood of the morning was disturbed by these two fathers and sons.
"Just as my mother said." Xiao Yuan was still haunted by the previous slap, and he didn't have the heart to think about anything else.
Grandmother Xiao waved her hand impatiently and was about to drive Xiao Yuan away, and she was also panicked in her heart. Xiao Lei said that this is the first time that he has had a head-on conflict with his family, even if he quietly divorced himself, he was behind his family's back. After that, there was no complaint about the family rules.
But this time, she actually collided with her father for a woman, which Grandmother Xiao didn't want to see. The continuation of incense in the family is important, and so is harmony. And as soon as Shi Manman came, Xiao Lei and Xiao Yuan became black-eyed chickens, fighting when they met.
Therefore, Grandmother Xiao would agree to Xiao Yuan to marry the daughter of Zhizhou, and she also wanted Xiao Lei to be distracted by Shi Manman.
"Go to the pharmacy and get some ice cream for Childe." Grandmother Xiao leaned back in the Taishi's chair, closed her eyes and thought for a long time before saying to Sun Niang beside her.
Sun Niang promised to retreat respectfully.
After Xiao Lei left his grandmother's courtyard, he returned to the study of Mo Yuanju and locked himself in the house without seeing anyone. The left side of his face was unnaturally red and swollen at this time, and it was naturally inconvenient to see people. And Lu Guang and Yuan Changqing, who were waiting beside him, were still in the broken firewood room, and he could only wring some cold water and apply it to himself.
When he was alone, he calmed down, remembering the appearance of clashing with his father before, and unconsciously funny. Once his prudent words and deeds were related to Shi Manman, he was forgotten, and the little goblin seemed to have unconsciously become his own counter-scale.
And now he is too weak and weak, and he has to rely on the marriage of a little Zhizhou's concubine.
With only five fingers to go before that exam, he had to work harder. Xiao Lei clenched his fists, as if to cheer himself up. After taking a deep breath and calming down, he picked up the almost torn book on the table and read it carefully. From time to time, I remembered something, and wrote and drew on a blank piece of rice paper.
The passage of time is always inadvertent, and the sky outside the window has turned gray and blue. Xiao Lei stretched his back hard, and at this time, a gust of autumn wind blew in from outside the skylight, blowing the pages on the table. Xiao Lei closed his eyes as if he was looking for something from the sound, and his days in Kunlun were like a dream. Perhaps only in a sudden moment of inexplicable familiarity can we vaguely find a trace of living in Kunlun.
After closing his eyes like this and emptying all the things in his mind, Xiao Lei felt very relaxed. Perhaps the pressure that has been given to me for days has been slightly relaxed, and a wave of tiredness has swept in. The scroll he was still holding in his hand detached from his palm little by little and fell into Xiao Lei's arms.
However, after a cool breeze blew in from the skylight, a trace of smoke gradually rose in. It's misty, and it doesn't really look like it in the gray-blue sky.