"You useless thing!"
"Dad, you have no right to scold me. You want me to suffer the hardships that you yourself don't want to endure. How can you be a father like this?" The boy muttered dissatisfiedly, playing games without even raising his head.
"I……"
Le Si raised his hand to slap his son, but his wife held him back: "The child is still young and doesn't understand. Why are you angry with him?"
"Look at him. You've spoiled him. How can a son teach his father a lesson? He's really rebellious!" Le Si was so angry that his face turned red.
"Alright, it's Mom's big day, stop embarrassing me here!" He was happy to see the family bickering in a way that was unbecoming. He felt a tightness in his chest as he slammed the cup in his hand and said with full force, "You came uninvited and want to mess things up? If you want to make a scene, go home. If you cause any trouble here, don't expect to suffer any consequences!"
Although Le Si felt unwilling when her elder sister yelled at her, she finally shut up.
Without his old mother to suck blood from, his eldest sister is now his biggest supporter...
After the closing speech and the recognition of disciples, the banquet officially began.
The hall was bustling with activity. Waiters were walking around with silver trays in their hands, serving delicious dishes one after another.
Yu Youyi didn't like such noisy occasions, and she had just been discharged from the hospital and needed to rest. After eating a little, she said goodbye to a group of old friends and asked her daughter to send her back, leaving her apprentices here to entertain the guests.
Le Si is good at eating, drinking, having fun and entertaining people, and he feels like a duck to water after his mother and elder sister left.
Leng Song disdained to pay any more attention to him and took Wen Xi to introduce her to his painting friends.
Recently, Master's condition has improved and he was very happy, so he drank a lot of wine.
He is an orphan. He lost all his relatives and friends in the earthquake more than ten years ago. After seeing him crying on TV, his master and his uncle rushed to the epicenter overnight and brought him back to his new home.
It can be said that without his master, he would not be who he is today. His master is both a teacher and a mother to him. Compared with Le Si, he is more like a son.
"As long as Master can get better, I am willing to shorten my life, ten years, twenty years... God will give me as much as he wants!" In the corner, Leng Song drank the wine in the glass. The light shone on his face, and tears flashed in his eyes.
"Brother, you are drunk."
"I'm not drunk, Junior Sister. Don't be fooled by Master's stern face. She's a good person."
"I know."
"She's really, really good... We're not even related by blood, but she treated me like her own child, taught me homework, washed me, and cooked for me. Even though her cooking was terrible... I got used to it over time. My own mother wasn't that kind to me; she just thought I was useless."
Leng Song was born with a slight limp in one foot, which was not particularly serious, but he had been feeling inferior since childhood until he met Yu Youyi.
As soon as the wine entered his mouth, he seemed to open up his chatterbox and started talking about old times, completely different from the calm and composed person he was when he was sober.
"Are you drunk?" Yang Zhi came over with some fruit. Seeing his flushed face, she said with heartache, "Why did you drink so much when you knew you couldn't? Seriously."
Leng Song avoided her concerned gaze.
"Xiaoxi, keep an eye on your brother and don't let him drink any more. I'll go get some hangover soup."
"good."
Wen Xi responded obediently, his eyes moving back and forth between the two of them.
As soon as the senior sister approached, the senior brother's face and ears turned red, and even his neck and the slightly exposed collarbone turned red. He looked like he was boiled in boiling water...
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