Wu Dali immediately noticed that everyone's eyes lit up and their interest soared whenever the topic of the seaside came up. He was incredibly pleased with himself, and his spirits lifted instantly. He cleared his throat and began to boast animatedly, "Of course, there are dangers at the seaside, but behind those dangers lie countless treasures!"
He deliberately kept everyone in suspense, pausing for a moment, and seeing the curious and eager expressions on everyone's faces as they waited for him to continue, before saying, "Take those conch shells for example, have you ever seen them? They are incredibly beautiful, with exquisite patterns and vibrant colors."
That's not even the most amazing part. The most amazing thing is that if you just hold the conch shell to your ear, hey! You can hear the sound of the ocean coming from inside, a soft, 'whooshing' sound, like someone is gently singing. It's incredibly magical!
Those present had never seen anything like this before, and they instantly erupted in excitement, exclaiming "Wow!" one after another, their eyes filled with envy and curiosity.
Mao Dan even stopped chasing the cat and asked seriously, "Uncle, do you have a conch shell?"
Wu Dali raised his chin high, "Of course I have them, not only do I have them, but I have many, and every single one of them is super beautiful."
"Really? You're so amazing!" Mao Dan was so envious that his mouth was practically watering.
Yu Yuehua was also very curious about sea snails, especially after hearing the sound of the sea. "What do sea snails look like? Are they the same as the snails in our fields?"
A hint of undisguised disdain flashed across Wu Dali's face. He curled his lip and said with a disdainful tone, "Don't spout nonsense here. Can a snail be compared to a conch? These two are not even in the same league. They're like heaven and earth, worlds apart!"
As he spoke, he gestured exaggeratedly, trying to make everyone feel the difference between the two more intuitively.
"The conch shell is so beautiful! And the colors are just perfect, all sorts of colors!" Wu Dali spoke eloquently, his spittle flying as he talked.
Xie Yan looked up, staring intently at Wu Dali with curiosity in her eyes, and asked, "Is it really that amazing? Have you collected seashells of various colors?"
Xie Yan was genuinely curious. Although he had been to the beach many times, each time he went, the beach was always crowded with people. Apart from the endless sand, he didn't see anything special. The seashells in his memory seemed to be just plain white.
Wu Dali puffed out his chest, raised his chin slightly, and nodded heavily with an air of arrogance, saying confidently, "Of course! To be honest, the conch shells I've collected are not only beautiful in color, but also exquisite in shape and large in size! White, yellow, red, purple, and even multicolored ones, I have them all here, and quite a lot of them! Each one will be an eye-opener for you!"
He boasted and gestured wildly, as if the conch shells were right in front of everyone.
Wu Dali wasn't lying. He was the most beloved youngest son in the family, and all the good things in the house belonged to him.
These seashells were collected by his sister. They were indeed very beautiful in appearance and color, and he liked them very much when he saw them. Usually, as long as he asked, they would all be his.
Once, his third sister found a purple conch shell on the beach. It wasn't just any purple; it had a dreamlike luster. Under the gentle sunlight, the shell shimmered with tiny pearly lights, dazzling and sparkling, like a treasure nurtured in the deep sea. Wu Dali took a liking to it at first sight, overjoyed, and reached out to grab it, fully expecting his third sister to readily give it to him.
I don't know if his third sister has lost her mind or what, but she's clutching the conch shell tightly and refusing to let go. Not only that, she's also trying to trick him by saying she'll find him an even better one.
Wu Dali refused to believe such nonsense and shouted, "Then give me this and go find the best-looking one!"
Seeing that his third sister refused to give it to him and had run away, Wu Dali was furious and immediately unleashed his ultimate move, bursting into tears. His loud crying quickly attracted his mother's attention.
After the mother found out the reason, she snatched the conch shell from her third sister without saying a word and then beat her up.
From then on, all the pretty seashells would end up in his pocket, and they even had a special room to store these little trinkets.
Seeing the envy in everyone's eyes, Wu Dali felt incredibly smug. In a moment of impulsiveness, he waved his hand and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Everyone, wait! I'll write a letter home and have my mom send it to me. I promise I'll give one to each of you!" He thumped his chest loudly, as if the conch shell was already placed in front of everyone.
Xie Yan didn't want to say anything at first, but thinking of the relationship between Yingtao and his wife, he still kindly suggested in a low voice, "Wu Dali, why don't you write a letter home first to ask your aunt if it's convenient? After all, the journey is so far, and sending things is quite troublesome." As soon as he said this, it was like cold water being poured into a hot oil pan.
Wu Dali instantly bristled. He felt that Xie Yan's words were belittling him and diminishing his status at home. He stiffened his neck, his face flushed red, and he roared arrogantly, "Do you think I'm like you? My mom treats me like a precious gem, spoiling me rotten. All I asked her to do was send me a few seashells, not a mountain of gold or silver. What's the problem?"
As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Xie Yan, his nostrils practically pointing to the sky. He thought to himself that he was the undisputed head of the household, getting whatever he wanted. Xie Yan was obviously an unloved person. Thinking this, he felt even more smug.
In fact, Wu Dali was deliberately showing off. He had been feeling very stifled lately and desperately needed an opportunity to vent his frustrations and regain his pride.
Although he wasn't as powerful and influential as he boasted about back home, he was indeed pampered by his parents and lived a very comfortable life.
Seeing his reaction, Xie Yan nodded helplessly and sighed inwardly: Fine, I was just being nosy. My good intentions were wasted.
The others were naturally delighted! After all, none of them had ever seen a conch shell before. Gu Bin, in particular, secretly gave Xie Yan a wink and complimented Wu Dali a few more times, making Wu Dali feel quite flattered.
They started promising all sorts of delicious food!
Xie Yan was worried for him. In just this short time, this guy had made quite a few promises, and now he was even going to treat everyone to big crabs.
Xie Yan was speechless. They hadn't even had a drink yet, and they were already tipsy!
Xie Yan felt sorry for him!
These days, everyone values promises very much. I wonder how Wu Dali will fulfill his promise of a seafood feast once his excitement wears off!
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