Chapter 83: First Release "Misunderstanding."
Shen Sheng's hand was suspended in mid-air, neither reaching out nor retracting. It just stayed there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
"I don't know why Brother Zhao is so angry." Shen Sheng finally withdrew his hand. He touched the tip of his nose awkwardly. "Madam Wen, is there...something wrong between you two?"
Although Brother Zhao was a man of few words in the past, he was a very righteous person and would never be so strange as to kidnap someone without any explanation.
He hadn't taken it seriously before, but now he realized that Brother Zhao really wanted to kidnap Madam Wen. But wasn't it against the law to arrest someone without permission and deprive them of their freedom?
"Brother Zhao has never..." Never done such an extraordinary thing.
Shen Sheng didn't finish his words. He didn't know how to say it. In this situation, even if he said it, Madam Wen might not believe it.
"What kind of person was he before?" Wen Yu saw Shen Sheng's hesitation and asked at the right time.
Being chivalrous and righteous, being kind and generous? When these words emerged from his mind, Shen Sheng was unable to speak them out.
In his eyes, these words were the most appropriate to describe Brother Zhao. But now...
Shen Sheng glanced down at the rope in Wen Yu's hand. The tightly tied ox-knot seemed to have tied Shen Sheng's mouth as well, preventing him from speaking.
"We were just talking casually. Don't worry, he can't hear it."
Wen Yu rolled her eyes and looked up in the direction the man had left. He must have just happened to see her and gone back to rest. After all, it was the dead of night and a good sleep was more important.
"We used to make a living outside, and we encountered some unfair things." Shen Sheng followed Wen Yu's gaze and said to her in a low voice, "Brother Zhao has some martial arts skills and has always been a fighter against evil and a supporter of the weak. He is also happy to help a little girl like Madam Wen."
However, for some reason today, he first said he wanted to rest here, but instead of going into the city to stay, he settled down in the mountains. Later, he took a group of people out, but when he returned after half a day, he brought back a young lady.
Shen Sheng became more and more confused. Brother Zhao had tied up the young lady for no apparent reason. When he tried to untie her, he got very angry.
"According to what you said, Brother Zhao is a very upright and chivalrous man?"
Wen Yu's surprise was no longer as obvious as before. After these hours, from what she had said to Shen Sheng, it seemed that this "Brother Zhao" was quite prestigious among Shen Sheng and his group, and his image was very positive.
She did not want to argue with Shen Sheng. Shen Sheng's understanding of this "Brother Zhao" was obviously very different from Wen Yu's.
Which is true and which is false, which is right and which is wrong, is probably still debatable.
"Of course!" Shen Sheng spoke quickly and responded impatiently, as if he was afraid that if he answered too late, Wen Yu would not believe him.
"Okay, okay, what you said is certainly not empty talk without any basis."
Wen Yu's mind was in turmoil, but his expression remained unchanged. This was what it meant to strike the snake while it was being struck.
Since he has his own persistence, there is no need for me to argue with him about who is right or wrong. I just need to follow what he says and I will be able to find out the secret.
Wen Yu's eyes were slightly curved and her eyelashes were curled up. She looked innocent, as if she believed Shen Sheng's words and was completely defenseless.
She lowered her eyes to glance at the blanket that had slipped aside earlier, and nodded to Shen Sheng, "Look, didn't he leave the blanket for me?"
Although Wen Yu was not quite sure what the man was thinking, who could have told him to leave the blanket behind instead of snatching it away as she had expected?
"That proves he's truly... a very generous man. He doesn't seem to value these goods as much as you said before."
Wen Yu remembered very clearly that although Shen Sheng had given her the blanket before, he also said that the head of the family must not discover it.
But even though he found out now, didn't he leave the blanket to her?
It seems that he is not such a stingy person.
"Hmm..." Shen Sheng pondered for a moment and did not answer immediately. He seemed to be confused by Brother Zhao's actions.
"A generous person?"
This is true. Brother Zhao is definitely not a stingy person. He has always taken good care of his brothers in the caravan.
But it is true that he... has always valued the goods he purchased. Today, after Brother Zhao discovered that he had given the blanket to Madam Wen, he did not take it away immediately. Instead, he let Madam Wen continue to use it?
This is somewhat unlike him.
Shen Sheng frowned in thought, his clear and deep eyes were like a stream pouring out from the mountains. The small boat went down along the source of the water and entered an extremely narrow gap, unable to pass smoothly.
Wen Yu looked at him and it seemed that there was a fierce battle between his conscience and his desires in his mind.
This guy is so stubborn that one sentence can make him feel confused for a long time.
Wen Yu looked down at the rope in her hand. She thought that the person trapped by the hemp rope was even worse than him.
Just when Wen Yu was about to persuade him not to think so much, Shen Sheng suddenly spoke.
"I see!"
His voice was crisp and clear, as if he was very confident in his answer. The boat also followed his smooth thinking and sailed out of the narrow mountain stream, entering another world with sudden enlightenment and bright prospects.
"Madam Wen, how old are you?"
Shen Sheng looked at Wen Yu and asked shyly.
Wen Yu frowned, not understanding what was going on.
What did he know? Did he know how to find out someone's age?
Shen Sheng seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He paused and reached out to scratch the back of his head, looking very embarrassed.
"Double nine?"
Wen Yu spoke hesitantly. She was just a little surprised by Shen Sheng's random question, but she was not unwilling to tell him.
She glanced at her dress, but it was a pity that there was no bronze mirror here, otherwise she would have looked at herself in the mirror.
This body of hers was newly shaped. According to the calculations of the human world, she was approximately 29 years old. Her answer was not false.
"That's it."
After hearing Wen Yu's answer, Shen Sheng suddenly understood. However, his clear expression left Wen Yu completely confused.
"Yes, what is it?"
Could it be that this "Brother Zhao" gave her the blanket out of kindness because she was young? If he really had such a heart, why would he have tied her up so many times?
Wen Yu looked at the rope in his hand and was speechless.
Shen Sheng looked around and saw that his brothers were at a distance and would not hear all the noises here. Then he leaned towards Wen Yu and said in a low voice: "I heard that Brother Zhao has a child at home who is also in his twenties."
Oh? Wen Yu's eyebrows curved, the corners of her eyes raised, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.
Double nine years? Isn't it with her——
"She's the same age as you, Madam Wen." Shen Sheng rested one hand on his chin and reached out with the other to grab the open scroll. "I guess when Brother Zhao saw you, he thought of his own child, and that's why he felt a little sorry for you."
Shen Sheng shrugged his shoulders, seeming to relax, no longer as tense as before. He picked up the book with one hand and held it in his arms, then turned around and sat cross-legged.
"But no matter what the reason is, as long as the result is good, it's fine." Shen Sheng helped Wen Yu cover the blanket, then rubbed his hands and turned the pages of the book again.
So he has a child?
Wen Yu was silent and closed her eyes. She couldn't imagine what kind of face was under the scar, and what his child would look like.
If he had a family, why would he take such a risk as to kidnap me? He might be relieved, but what about his wife at home?
"Where is his child then? Is he traveling with you on the caravan?"
Wen Yu was really curious. This man was making a living outside. Did his family know what he was doing?
Without waiting for Shen Sheng's reply, Wen Yu looked up and saw Shen Sheng pause, as if considering something.
He glanced around again as before, as if afraid of being overheard. After making sure no one was looking in this direction, he whispered to Wen Yu:
"Brother Zhao's child... is not here. I heard that he died early this morning. Hush." Seeing Wen Yu's eyes wide open and startled for a moment, Shen Sheng hurriedly signaled Wen Yu to be silent.
"Now you understand? I think Brother Zhao didn't punish you too harshly because he saw you as young." Wen Yu's hands were tied tightly, unable to move. Shen Sheng pulled the blanket upwards again. "But, what is the grudge between you and Brother Zhao? Why did you anger him and tie you back?"
Shen Sheng talked for a long time, but finally got to the point, or rather, he finally realized that Wen Yu was indeed kidnapped and not rescued as he had previously imagined.
Wen Yu had no time to answer Shen Sheng's questions, nor did she have the time to discuss them with him. Instead, Shen Sheng's words, though soft, stirred a great ripple in Wen Yu's heart, like thunderclaps from a clear sky, rippling Wen Yu's calm heart silently.
"Could it be his wife as well?" Wen Yu asked in a low voice. She spoke very quickly, as if she was extremely eager to get an answer.
"I've never heard him mention it, and it seems..." Shen Sheng didn't know it very clearly, but even these ambiguous words were enough for Wen Yu to understand it roughly.
It turned out that this "Brother Zhao" was already unmarried and childless. Being alone and free from all ties did make it easier... to do things without scruples.
Wen Yu's thoughts gradually calmed down. The "Brother Zhao" seemed to be hidden behind layers of fog, making it difficult to see or catch him. But at this moment, the fog seemed to have dissipated a little.
She had to think of some way to get more information.
However, this thought did not last long, as Shen Sheng's voice rang in Wen Yu's ears.
"Madam Wen, Madam Wen?"
When Wen Yu came to her senses, she happened to meet Shen Sheng's eyes full of curiosity.
"You haven't told me yet what's going on between you and Brother Zhao..."
"Brother Zhao...has the scar on the boss's face always been there?" Wen Yu asked instead of answering, leaving Shen Sheng stunned for a moment.
"That... isn't entirely clear, but ever since I met Brother Zhao a few years ago, there's been a look on his face..." Shen Sheng didn't know why Wen Yu asked this, so he answered first, then immediately instructed, "But he doesn't want others to mention it, so don't say too much."
"oh--"
Wen Yu understood. Since it had always existed, it must be an old story that even Shen Sheng didn't know about.
She nodded as if she understood, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind, and a sly smile crept up her cheeks.
"Well, you haven't said yet..."
She didn't say what was going on. Shen Sheng asked anxiously, hoping that Wen Yu would tell him as soon as possible so that he could see how to resolve it. Maybe it was a misunderstanding between her and Brother Zhao.
"Do you want to know how I pissed him off and why he caught me?" Wen Yu pretended to be curious and joked with Shen Sheng.
Wen Yu's face, radiant and fair in the moonlight, was even more radiant. Her long, dark eyelashes, like crow feathers, shone with a soft sheen, accentuating her almond-shaped eyes, which were as bright as autumnal waves and as gentle as clear water. Her aura was so ethereal that even her dusty clothes and bound hands couldn't conceal her brilliance.
Shen Sheng was stunned for a moment, and just replied blankly, "Yes, that's right, it's natural."
Wen Yu raised her hand on the rope, stretched out two fingers and slightly bent them into a hook, motioning Shen Sheng to come closer to her ear.
Shen Sheng quickly understood and did as he was told.
"Because he said the scar on his face was extremely ugly and unsightly."
Wen Yu lowered her voice very low, but no matter how low her voice was, the words she said were still like a thousand stones dropped into the water, stirring up ten thousand waves.
"Ah? Madam Wen, you!" Shen Sheng seemed to be frightened by these words. He stood up suddenly and couldn't stand for a moment. His body leaned back uncontrollably and fell straight to the ground.
"You actually... Didn't I just say... that you can't mention it casually, you..." Shen Sheng's voice was intermittent and he couldn't say a complete sentence at all.
"Yes, yes, you did say it." Wen Yu raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips helplessly, "It's a pity that it's too late."
Wen Yu deliberately tried to tease Shen Sheng, but seeing that he looked frightened, she found it even more amusing. She simply raised her hands to reveal the ropes around her wrists.
"I've already been tied up, and you're telling me all this." She frowned and acted regretfully, her expression of being on the verge of tears made her act very realistic.
Wen Yu's abilities as a spirit were fully revealed at this moment. She finally realized that in some things, she could really learn without a teacher.
It is no wonder that from ancient times to the present, there are countless gods and immortals in the lower world who entertain mortals. This is much more interesting than reading scriptures and reciting classics in the Temple of Spring.
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