Volume 8: The Mystery of the Ancient Tomb is chaotic life and death, and the people of today are clever in their enmity and enmity Volume 8 Chapter 58: Return Gift
Afterwards, Wu Yongshou always felt that something was wrong, so he took all the silver ingots back, hid them under the bed, and didn't let anyone move.
But seven or eight days passed, and the two of them were completely silent as if they had never appeared.
On this day, Wu Yongshou sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his three sonsβthe number of times they came to look for him during this time, I am afraid that even they themselves can't count.
"Dad, the three of us have married daughters-in-law, but we have never built a new house, and we are always crowded with you, and we want to make other people's families laugh."
"Yes, Dad, your stilted building is only so big, and more than a dozen people are squeezed around, how inconvenient."
"Since that box is a gift from a distinguished guest, a gift, you can spend it with peace of mind, why don't you let any of it move......"
Ever since this box appeared in the house, the three sons have not ploughed the land, nor done any work, nor have they done business, and they have been pestering themselves all day long, and they have to take out the money and divide it.
Listening to these clichΓ©s, Wu Yongshou was angry and scolded his sons for not learning and not knowing, and his most distressed youngest son listened to it, turned around and went downstairs.
"No matter how poor we are, didn't I raise the three of you to such a big age? I have also recruited a daughter-in-law for you, what are you not satisfied with! Hmph, the third child still dared to play a temper with me, but he turned against him...... Get lost! Get out! Wu Yongshou scolded and drove his two sons, but the two sons were unmoved.
"You guys!" Wu Yongshou's eyes widened, but he heard the sound of "dong dong dong" coming from the door.
The youngest son is back, still holding his favorite little grandson.
"What do you do!" Wu Yongshou drank.
But the youngest son turned a deaf ear, but shook the little grandson, leaned into the doll's ear and said:
"Ah Xing, Ah Xing...... Your clay figurines, sugar gourds, and crickets are gone. β
The little grandson's mouth is flattened:
"Dad, why? I want to, I want to pinch clay figures, I want crickets! You give it to me, you buy it for me......"
"Don't buy it!" The youngest son's face was flat.
Where is the little grandson? Sapo said:
"I don't! I don't! Daddy, buy it for me, buy it for me! β
"Shut up!" A slap on his buttocks, the little grandson was in pain and immediately cried.
"Cry, cry, cry!" The youngest son scolded:
"Don't say anything about clay figurines and sugar gourds, there are none! You still say you want to go to a private school when you grow up? Bah! Now I can't even afford to eat, and I still think about these nonsense things, I have to starve you to death......"
When the little grandson heard that he was going to starve to death, he was even more frightened, and he cried.
The child cried, but the three brothers watched coldly at the same time, and no one stepped forward to comfort him.
Wu Yongshou knew what his sons meant, so he just turned his head away and ignored him.
The little grandson's crying gradually stopped, and the youngest son pulled him over, whispered a few words in his ear, and then pointed to Wu Yongshou on the bed.
Wu Yongshou felt that he had been poked in the back, and then the voice of his little grandson came:
"Grandpa Grandpa ......"
Wu Yongshou only pretended to be asleep and ignored it, but the little grandson poked more and more, and the "grandfather" in his little mouth screamed so loudly that people's hearts melted, where did Wu Yongshou suffer?
Finally, he rolled over:
"Say!"
"Grandpa, Ah Xing wants to study, and he will have a chance in the future, so I will honor you...... Grandpa, Ah Xing doesn't want to be starved to death, woo woo woo ......"
Wu Yongshouhuo stood up, slapped his three sons in the face a few times, and stomped out the door.
"Three little brutes! Get out of here! β
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A few days later, the Wu family built three new stilted buildings, and each of them was a rare four-story high, which was extremely magnanimous.
Since then, the villagers of Qianhu Village often see a strange scene - the people of the Wu family, before dawn, they will be stuck at the entrance of the village, raise their eyes, see the foreign merchants, and desperately go to the house to get it, good wine and good food are just presented, for fear that others will run away......
"If you don't go to work, what will you eat?" A villager asked.
"This is contributing to the village of thousands of households, do you know something?" The third elder of the Wu family rolled his eyes.
"Elder Wu doesn't care about ......" So someone went to ask Wu Yongshou, but only got a scolding:
"Get out! What about those three little bastards, you came to ask me what was the use? Let them keep it! Death from starvation has nothing to do with my old man. β
A few months passed like this, and the villagers found that the three brothers of the Wu family had gained weight, and the daughter-in-law did not quarrel with them anymore, but was full of red face all day long, as if she had encountered some great happy event, and praised her husband for his ability when she met people.
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This day is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wu Yongshou washed up early, and prepared to go to his three sons' houses.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the tradition of Miaojiang is similar to that of the Central Plains, not only to reunite, but also to download songs and dances in the month, called "dancing the moon".
Not to mention, in recent years, Miao Village has also begun to eat a kind of pasta from the Central Plains, the name Wu Yongshou can not be remembered, only remember that after this thing came, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival is more and more atmosphere.
Wu Yongshou's wife passed away a few years ago, and after separating from his three sons, the home was even more empty, he was lonely in his heart, but he couldn't pull his face to see his sons, so he had to live in a simple house and sulk alone.
It just so happened that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Wu Yongshou wanted to take this opportunity to reconcile with his sons.
"I'm not here for those three bastards, I'm thinking about my family...... Ah Xing Ah Xing, I don't know if you have grown taller, do you want to be grandpa? Wu Yongshou muttered to himself, and he didn't know who to say, and then he was about to open the door.
"Elder Wu." A voice suddenly came from behind, Wu Yongshou was startled, turned his head, and at some point, there was a young man in yellow sitting on his bed.
"Who are you!" Wu Yongshou was shocked and couldn't help asking.
"Hehe," the young man in yellow smiled faintly:
"Elder Wu and noble people forget things, even I don't remember?"
"You?" Wu Yongshou looked at the young man in yellow carefully, and then suddenly realized:
"You are? That little Zhu of the old Xiang family! Hiss...... What's the name? It's called Zhu ......"
"Zhu Yujin." The other party reminded.
"Yes, yes, Zhu Yujin!" Wu Yongshou nodded again and again, and then punched Zhu Yujin in the shoulder, and scolded with a smile:
"Bastard! After two years of kung fu, even I dare to play tricks? Just scared me...... How long did it take to come back? β
Zhu Yujin smiled:
"I just arrived, and I'm back for the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Wu Yongshou couldn't help but say:
"Although you are not Lao Xiang's own son, you are better than those in my family...... Alas, aside, do you have anything else? β
Zhu Yujin nodded:
"Yes."
"Huh? Let's talk about it. β
"Wu Yongshou, I have to teach you a thousand taels of silver; The son of the Wu family got eight hundred taels of gold, and one thousand eight hundred taels of silver; the second son of the Wu family, who got 1,000 taels of gold and four antiques; The third son of the Wu family, 2,000 taels of silver, six antiques, three pairs of calligraphy and paintings......"
Zhu Yujin finished reading, and then looked at Wu Yongshou:
"According to the investigation, you have spent all this money."
It turns out that the person behind those "distinguished guests" is him!
Wu Yongshou frowned:
"What do you mean?"
Zhu Yujin said:
"I want to ask Elder Wu to help me teach you something."
Wu Yongshou asked rhetorically:
"What teaches?"
"Three Puritans."
Wu Yongshou was shocked, he had heard a lot about these three Puritans, it seemed that they were a cult and traitor, and they were like fire and water with the Great Qin court, and he could never be contaminated with them.
Looking at Wu Yongshou's eyes, Zhu Yujin nodded clearly:
"It seems that Elder Wu is unwilling to cooperate?"
Wu Yongshou's face sank:
"You want to threaten me?"
Zhu Yujin shook his head:
"Elder Wu said nothing in Qianhu Village, how dare I threaten you? You just need to give me back the things that were given to your Wu family, and Xiao Zhu will raise his legs and leave, and he will not be verbose. β
"Nope." Wu Yongshou replied simply:
"Since it's a gift, how can there be any reason to take it back?"
Zhu Yujin smiled even brighter:
"Elder Wu has taught a lesson...... How about cooperating with my teaching as a return gift? β
Wu Yongshou refused without hesitation:
"Don't even think about it! Zhu Yujin, get out of my house! β
Zhu Yujin grinned:
"Yes."
Then he walked straight out, but he didn't go far, but squatted under the tree in front of the stilted building.
Wu Yongshou hurriedly went out to find his son, and when he passed by Zhu Yujin's side, he took a sip:
"You'd better get out of here! After seeing Lao Xiang, leave quickly, and you will never be allowed to do a thousand villages, otherwise you will look good. β
Zhu Yujin turned a deaf ear, and it wasn't until Wu Yongshou walked away that he said lightly:
"Most of those who are reluctant to return the gift are narrow-minded...... It doesn't matter, he will soon be generous and return it to me with interest. β
After a stick of incense, Wu Yongshou ran back like crazy and stood still in front of Zhu Yujin.
"I knew that Elder Wu was a generous person." Zhu Yujin was very pleased.
Wu Yongshou's whole body trembled, and he suddenly knelt down with a "plop":
"IβI'm willing to work with you."
Zhu Yujin stretched out his hand, pressed Wu Yongshou's head, and kept rubbing:
"Elder Wu, when I was bullied by others, but you were indifferent, and when you got into trouble, did you ever think about today?"
Seeing that Wu Yongshou didn't say a word, Zhu Yujin slapped him away:
"Kowtow!"
Wu Yongshou didn't dare to resist at all, so he just kowtowed to him, and the blood on his forehead splashed all over the ground......
Zhu Yujin laughed, because he knew what Wu Yongshou had seen just now.
Including the little grandson, more than ten members of the Wu family were all replaced by killers with human skin masks.