Chapter 95 Is He Really a Waste?
"Even if you didn't do it on purpose, the wood is still covered in dust."
He tilted his head slightly towards Gu Yuexuan, his tone sly, "It's not difficult to clean it. But if we do that, can we get the wood to dry again tonight?"
"If it can't be dried, will I have to sleep with wet wood tonight?"
"Xuanxuan, you..."
"Stop talking."
Gu Yuexuan finally couldn't hold back any longer and angrily picked up a pillow and threw it at him. Tu Subo's deep laughter from behind the pillow made her grit her teeth and ask, "Why didn't I realize you were such a good actor before?"
If a stage were built in this room, Tu Subo would be eager to put on his armor and perform to his heart's content!
Tu Subo hugged the pillow tightly, resting his chin on it, his eyes gleaming with a playful light as he asked softly, "So, did my performance make you feel pity?"
Gu Yuexuan laughed out loud.
"What a pity! I have a heart as hard as iron."
"Go clean your wooden bed before it gets too late!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up the bowl of medicine, which was no longer hot, and drank it all. Then she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and showed Tu Subo a resolute back of her head.
Tu Subo suppressed his smile, stood up and checked the vents on the windows and doors. After making sure everything was just right, he walked to the bed very consciously.
"Xuanxuan, let's make a decision about the bet at the end of the month. Can you give me a place to stay tonight?" There was a hint of pleading in his tone, but his eyes were full of teasing.
Gu Yuexuan remained silent, her back pressed against the wall, but her body moved slowly towards the wall honestly.
A sly smile flashed across Tu Subo's eyes. His slender and powerful limbs slid lightly to the corner of the wall, his back pressed against the cold earth wall. He demanded in a low voice, "My back can already feel the coldness of the wall. Can you give me a little more space?"
Gu Yuexuan seemed a little anxious. She moved slightly to the side, her eyes tightly closed, and muttered softly, "Why are you so persistent?"
"If you keep nagging, I'll make you clean the torture instruments."
Tu Subo knows the principle of knowing when to stop.
He swung his broad arms, covering most of the quilt he was holding on Gu Yuexuan's quilt. His broad palm gently fell on Gu Yuexuan's waist through the quilt.
"Okay, I won't disturb your rest anymore, just sleep peacefully."
The night was dark and all around was silent, with only the dark corner filled with a tense atmosphere.
There was no warmth from a fuel lamp or the heat from a charcoal basin in the house.
The biting coldness, like a sharp blade, penetrated every inch of skin, causing the person curled up in the corner to shiver involuntarily. His face, slightly pale in the night, revealed how cold he was at the moment.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not make any sound, and he could not even move his body.
Tu Sumin gently turned his wrist, his tone so calm that no emotion could be heard: "Father, how do you feel about being frozen like this?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he taunted, "This isn't icy river water, nor is it a sharp blade. It's just a few fewer layers of clothing. I don't think it's too unbearable, is it?"
Tu Suye never expected that he would be treated like this by his own son. The anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, but he could not move at all and could only watch his son.
Tu Sumin noticed that his father's breathing was getting heavier. He lowered his eyes expressionlessly and said calmly, "Father, there's no need to waste your efforts."
"This technique was taught to me by my uncle himself. Besides me, my eldest brother is the only one in the Tusu family who can perform it. But you caused my sister-in-law to fall into the icy river yesterday. How could my eldest brother come to save you?"
"I don't want to go this far, father. Why do you force me to this point?"
No one wants to accept the feeling of falling from heaven to hell, but everyone is trying hard to survive.
He could endure his father's scolding, and he could pretend to be relaxed and endure the hardships of life, but how could his father take his mother's life?
How could he bear this?
Tu Suminfei didn't want to recall the tragic events of yesterday. The coldness in his eyes was as sharp as an icicle, piercing and heavy. "If I hadn't been forced, how could I have treated my father like this? But I have warned you many times."
"Since you are such a ruthless father, what good advice can I give you?"
"Father, since you can't take charge of the Second House, you don't have to worry about Mother and Minyang from now on. Listen to my arrangements and do as I say, okay?"
Under the protection of my grandmother, my father seemed to never mature.
However, when this door is closed, how many people can see through the disobedience and unfilial piety that he is forced to reveal?
From this moment on, he will take over as the master of the second house.
Under the flying snowflakes, the Tu Su family mansion was immersed in silence, which lasted for several days.
During this period, Tu Suye never showed up.
Fortunately, apart from the old lady, no one else was too lazy to ask too many questions.
Tu Su Minfei would personally deliver medicine and meals into the house every day.
When the old lady entered the room, she saw Tu Suye lying in bed, his face extremely pale, and she was heartbroken and in tears. However, whenever she wanted to say more, Tu Suminfei would persuade her to leave, saying that she would avoid spreading the disease.
Everyone thought Tu Suye was recuperating from the car accident that day when he fell into the ditch. Only Tu Subo, while processing the venison, muttered, "Tu Su Minfei, please don't go too far."
He raised his eyelids and glanced sharply at Tu Su Min Fei: "Enough is enough."
Tu Suminfei was not surprised by Tu Subo's perception. After a moment of hesitation, he smiled bitterly: "Brother, have you seen through it?"
"I've noticed something, so why is that so strange?"
Tu Subo skillfully removed the two intact deer legs and said calmly, "Grandfather's condition has only just improved. We shouldn't let any more troubles arise in our family."
"The Tusu family can't afford such a scandal."
As a biological son, he was so cruel to his father. If the news got out, not only would the old lady collapse immediately, but even the old grandfather would probably not be able to bear such a heavy blow.
He was satisfied with the lesson Tu Suye had received and did not feel the need to express sympathy.
However, this matter must be handled with caution.
Tu Suminfei chuckled and said in a subtle tone, "Big brother really knows the right measure better than I do."
It was so in the past and it is still so today.
The well-known name of a playboy and good-for-nothing has blinded everyone's eyes, so that even now, many people are still unable to see the truth.
However, was Tu Subo really a waste?
Tu Suminfei suppressed his sarcasm and, following Gu Yuexuan's instructions, tied up the venison that Tu Subo had cut up with straw ropes. He said meaningfully, "Don't worry, big brother. I just want him to lower his noble head."
"He is my blood-related father. How can I tolerate any misfortune happening to him?"
However, in this game, his father could not control the situation, and Tu Subo was also unable to influence the outcome.
In order to completely deprive the second wife of her right to speak, he was willing to bear the charge of being unfilial and unkind.
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