Not only did Mr. Sheng lose his smile, he was so angry that he could hardly speak!
I wish I could strangle this rebellious son to death on the spot!
Make a golden body?
He actually made a golden statue for him!
Is it because they think his injuries weren't severe enough and his death wasn't fast enough, so they made a golden statue and sent it to him to piss him off to death?!
And he took it out in front of so many guests!
Mr. Sheng thought to himself: “!!!!!!!!!”
Treason!
What a rebellious son!
Old Master Sheng was roaring in his heart.
However, Sheng Anzhang was completely oblivious to his father's anger and was still feeling proud of his gift worth nearly 100 million yuan.
He introduced with a delighted look, "This is a golden statue I had made in your likeness. It's cast entirely of gold, 1.82 meters long, and weighs 164.69 kilograms. It was made exactly to your height and build, using top-notch traditional craftsmanship. The total value is over 90 million RMB."
"In order to make this golden statue, I spent half a year looking for highly skilled craftsmen and collected and smelted a large amount of gold. It took me more than half a year to complete the golden statue, and I used up all my savings."
"I was originally planning to present it to you on my father's seventieth birthday, but now it happens to be your sixty-seventh birthday, and I did something wrong before that angered you, so I took this golden statue out early. I just wish you good health and a long life."
He spoke earnestly and sincerely: "It is my son's fault that I have upset you. I will never give up. I am willing to accept any punishment you want. I only ask that you take care of yourself and don't let anger damage your body."
"And Zhihuan, he did do something wrong, but he was just confused for a moment. He is your eldest grandson and also the eldest grandson of our Sheng family. Please..."
Forgive him this time. I will discipline my son well in the future and will never let him make mistakes again!
Sheng Anzhang wanted to say this, but he was interrupted by a teacup that fell at his feet.
The ground was covered with a thick carpet, which blocked most of the force. But even so, the fine celadon teacup still broke into several pieces when it hit the ground, and was scattered messily at Sheng Anzhang's feet.
Sheng Anzhang was completely stunned. He stared blankly in the direction where the teacup was flying. Finally, he saw his father not far away with an angry face and a slightly blue complexion.
He had no idea what was going on and just yelled, "Dad..."
"Don't call me dad!"
Mr. Sheng's temper was almost uncontrollable, and he couldn't help but grab another teacup and smash it hard. This time it hit Sheng Anzhang's head, directly smashing a bloody hole.
Old Master Sheng pointed at him, then at the golden statue, his hands shaking with anger: "That's your father, your real father!"
"Hurry up! Take your father and get out! Get as far away as you can, I don't want to see you anymore!"
Sheng Anzhang felt pain, uneasiness, confusion, and grievance. Although he was already several decades old, he couldn't help but tear up. He choked up and said, "Dad, what do you mean? I know you don't like me, but this golden statue is a gift I carefully prepared. I wanted to pray for you and ward off disasters. If you don't appreciate it, then forget it, but why are you so angry?"
Mr. Sheng once again: "!!!"
He couldn't help but cover his head and waved to Xie Xihe beside him, saying, "I can't take it anymore. I feel dizzy and have a headache. Xiao Xihe, please take a look at me. Am I going to die of anger from this rebellious son?"
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Xie Xihe: “…”
With an expression that was difficult to describe, he walked over and took his pulse, then said expressionlessly, "The blood and qi are surging a bit, but it's not enough to kill you."
She reached out and pushed the person back to his seat. She wanted to pour him a cup of tea, but after looking around she couldn't find a cup. Then she realized what was going on.
Oh, the teacups were smashed.
He could only turn around and say to Butler Sheng: "Make Uncle Sheng a cup of tea."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "It's best to clear heat and lungs."
Butler Sheng nodded repeatedly and ran away quickly.
The tea was served quickly, along with a needle bag.
Xie Xihe stared at the needle bag for two seconds, and finally compromised under the eager gaze of Mr. Sheng. He took out a few silver needles and gave him acupuncture to lower his blood pressure and calm his anger.
Only then did Mr. Sheng feel better.
But when he turned around and saw his unfilial son looking at him with a hurt and aggrieved look on his face, his heart was again choked, and he yelled, "Didn't I tell you to get out? Why are you still staying here? Get out! Hurry!"
Sheng Anzhang was almost in tears: "Dad, please be reasonable. Even if you sentence someone to death, there must be a reason. What do you mean by this?"
Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore. They quickly walked over to Sheng Anzhang and said in a low voice, "Second Master Sheng, we all feel your filial piety, but how can you make a golden statue for a living person? That's something people do a hundred years later to commemorate their ancestors. The old man is fine now, and you made something like this? It's not... it's not..."
He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, and said again: "You'd better move your father quickly... No, I mean your golden statue should be moved, otherwise the old man will be really angry to death by you. You don't want to see this happy event turn into a funeral, right?"
Of course, the old man’s happy event turned into your funeral.
The man silently added a sentence in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it when seeing Sheng Anzhang's eyes almost popping out of their sockets. He fled back to his seat.
Sheng Anzhang's eyes almost popped out of his head.
I subconsciously went looking for Sheng Zhichen and finally found him in the corner of the banquet hall.
But the other party's face was full of confusion and doubt, as if he had no idea what was going on.
The anger in Sheng Anzhang's heart was completely blocked in his chest, unable to go up or down.
There was only one thought in my mind: Unfaithful son! Unfaithful son!
But he had already knelt down in the direction of the old man with a thud, and this time he really cried, crying, "Dad, I really didn't mean that. Someone told me that this can ward off disasters and misfortunes. I just want you to be healthy, so I gave you this golden statue as a birthday gift."
He wished he could call Sheng Zhichen out and tell everyone that it was Sheng Zhichen who gave him this golden statue, and that it was the birthday gift that Sheng Zhichen prepared for him.
But the words he boasted about not long ago about how hard-working, filial, and pious he was were still ringing in his ears. Sheng Anzhang knew very well that exposing Sheng Zhichen now would only make the old man angrier and more disgusted with him.
He could only grit his teeth and swallow his blood, and kept saying that he didn't think so much, he just wanted to pray for the old man.
Mr. Sheng… Mr. Sheng didn’t care whether he knew or not. He waved his hands with an angry look on his face: “Get out!”
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