Tibetan Sea Pearl

The sound of chaotic footsteps rushed in all of a sudden, it seemed that many people had come in, and even the ground trembled a little.

When something like this happens, the father wants to teach his son a lesson, shouldn't he be behind his back?Mr. Wu frowned, he is so old, he needs to show face.

Just thinking about it, the curtain was pulled open.

Young Master Wu suddenly opened his eyes.

Two unfamiliar maids stood by the bed.

Mr. Wu was startled.

"What are you doing...?" he yelled.

Before he finished speaking, a servant woman quickly stuffed a ball of rags into his mouth.

The rags were dirty and smelly, so that Mr. Wu was about to faint. Mr. Wu was annoyed and wanted to turn over, but the servant woman jumped on the bed to hold him down, and tied him with a rope neatly.

Mr. Wu can see that these are servants who do rough work at home. They are strong, not inferior to men, and their movements are also skilled.

what happened?He is the young master of the family, and it is not up to these people to take action if he wants to teach him a lesson. He has belittled his status. Where is his father? Where is his father?

"Young master, don't blame us for being ruthless." A servant woman came over and said, "We were ordered to take you out and clean up for you by the way."

What?Send him out?where to send him?This is his home, he is Mr. Wu, the youngest son of his father.

Mr. Wu shook his head desperately, he wanted to see his father.

"Wu Daru is busy." The servant girl said in her ear.

Mr. Wu is powerless, is he abandoned by his family?

It was said to be tidying up, but in fact there was nothing to tidy up. I saw a servant woman wrapped some frequently used clothes with a piece of cloth, and did not bring any valuables.

Mr. Wu was in despair physically and mentally, his eyes went dark, a sack covered his head, and his world suddenly fell into darkness.

impossible?How could the father not want him, the father is hard-hearted, what about the mother?

Old Mrs. Wu who was standing behind the curtain burst into tears, her heart pierced like a knife.

This is what the master said, giving up all his sons.

……

On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, the third day after the Lantern Festival, everyone in the city was discussing two pieces of news.

One is that Parrot, a descendant of Marquis Yongjia, was punished to guard the mausoleum in his hometown, and the other is that the young son of the Wu family, a scholarly family, was kicked out of the house by Wu Daru.

Brother Ying returned to his hometown. Although he was guarding the mausoleum, he still had a belonging, but Mr. Wu was removed from his ancestral home and kicked out of the house, so he was completely alone and helpless.

Hearing such things, everyone couldn't help sighing, lamenting in their hearts that Wu Daru was rigorous in running the family, and his relatives did not recognize him, but more of them were admiration, preaching and receiving work, it is one thing to say it, and another to do it.

Wu Daru is worthy of this title.

Almost overnight, it was like a spring breeze blowing the news out of the city.

The Yang family in the western suburbs outside the city also got the news.

"Retribution." Sitting at the table, Grandma Yang raised her head and sighed.

"So, people are doing it, the sky is watching, and God is watching." The servant girl Song Mama said softly.

Grandma Yang nodded, "God has its own justice."

Thinking of Yang Silang's grievances in Wu's house, his nose sores, and he is about to shed tears, his mother's heart hurts from hitting his son.

Seeing this, Song's mother hurriedly handed over a clean Supa, "Now my wife should feel relieved, Mr. Wu has been kicked out of the house, and Shiro's life will be easier."

Grandma Yang was laughed at by her, "It seems that we don't want to see Mr. Wu well, and we wish he would end up like this." After speaking, she took the veil and touched the corners of her eyes, tears and smiles on her face, "Mr. Wu It's self-inflicted."

Wu Daru's attack was ruthless this time, and he didn't show mercy to his own son.

For Mr. Wu, it is enough to be punished and get retribution.

Grandma Yang didn't want to say anything more, she looked down at the almanac in her hand.

Mother Song was also very happy, and poured a cup of tea with her own hands, "Don't look at it, I'm not in a hurry for a while."

I also watched and watched for a few days, and the date has not yet been set.

Grandma Yang took it with a smile when she heard the words.

"Tell me, how about the sixth day of June?" She pointed to the almanac to show Song's mother.

Mother Song smiled and didn't answer.

Grandma Yang is flattering her, and she has discussions with her, and she will not really make decisions for others.

Grandma Yang thought about it, "No, it's too hot in June."

Getting married in June, it was indeed too hot, and she was sweating every time she moved. It was too much for the bride, but she was her daughter.

Grandma Yang looked back through the almanac, and after reading it for several days, she felt that it was not very good.

Mother Song couldn't help but interrupted her with a smile, "The Su family is in a hurry."

Grandma Yang just remembered, and sighed, "I still want to stay for a while longer, but now it seems that I can't keep it."

It's rare for everyone to be happy, and Mother Song's words were bolder than usual, "My daughter, after all, she was raised by someone else."

Grandma Yang also knows this truth. The married daughter poured out the water, but the daughter who was raised by herself suddenly wants to marry someone else and become another wife. In the future, it will not be so easy to return to her mother's house. , very reluctant.

"Where is Miss San? What are you doing?" She asked casually.

"I'm watching the lights in the room." Mother Song replied softly.

Having said that, Grandma Yang seems to have thought of something.

There is a lotus lantern in front of Ms. Yang San's table. She has seen it before. The workmanship is not good, but the pictures on it are lifelike. It may be won by guessing lantern riddles during the Lantern Festival, and it is not a valuable item.

"What's so good about a lantern." Grandma Yang said with a smile, "You really are a child."

In the eyes of mothers, no matter how old they are, married or unmarried, they are all children.

"Go to Miss San." Grandma Yang put down the almanac and stood up.

The courtyard where Ms. Yang San lives is in Xikuayuan, which is a separate small courtyard. Although it is not big, it is built in imitation of Jiangnan gardens.

When Grandma Yang came in, a maid who had just cut her hair was under a flower tree, picking up the petals blown down by the wind.

"Eldest lady, come and find Miss San." The maidservant came over with a bunch of petals in her hands and shouted childishly.

The room was full of warmth. Miss Yang San was wearing a homely jacket and sitting by the window. There was a lotus lantern on the table. This lantern had been placed here since she brought it back.

Miss Yang San didn't seem to hear the maidservant's voice, she was fascinated by the lantern.

Grandma Yang didn't even look at the maidservant, she walked past the people and walked into the room quickly.

Miss Yang San was alarmed by her and came back to her senses.

"Mother, why are you here?"

Grandma Yang didn't answer her, why every time she came, the third lady was watching the lanterns, was it a coincidence, or she came at the wrong time.

Grandma Yang sat down at the table and hung the lantern on the window casually, "Si Lang said he will leave in two days."

Ms. Yang San was a little surprised, "Why don't you stay for a while longer, and go to Wu's house after February [-]." Her eyes also fell on the window.

Although the Wu family is close, but after February and the second dragon raises its head, the first month is over, and the year is also over.