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Chapter 49 You Are My Sister

Father Wei was so angry that he wanted to strangle his own son to death.

But after Wei Shaoqing apologized like this, regardless of whether he was sincere in admitting his mistake, his attitude was right, which could ease the situation a lot.

When dealing with an elder who is angry, you have to go along with him.

Otherwise, if you don't have the ability, don't even think about a head-on confrontation. Don't try to hit a stone until the egg has turned into a fossil. The best way is to observe people's words and expressions and quit when you see an opportunity.

Bai Yuan's interruption gave Father Wei time to breathe, allowing his brain to receive adequate blood supply and increase the oxygen content, so that he could become clear-headed and rational.

Bai Yuan: "Uncle, you see he admitted his mistake, so calm down."

"Is there anyone else home?"

"I'll need you to take care of the follow-up later!"

"How about you go back and wash your face and change into clean clothes?"

"I'll take him to change his clothes, too. I'll apologize to you properly later."

Then both sides can give each other a way out, and talk slowly after the anger has subsided, and the matter will be mostly resolved.

Bai Yuan was courteous and polite, and it was hard to find fault with him.

Wei's father also knew Bai Yuan. What a good child he is, a few years younger than Wei Shaoqing, and so sensible. After all, he is the little cotton-padded jacket of other people's families. When he looked at his own rebellious son, he was filled with anger!

"Good boy, hey, hey!" Father Wei shook his head, sighed, glared at his own brat, and said harshly: "I'll settle the score with you later!"

When Wei Shaoqing saw his father's violent and crazy appearance, he thought that he was going to be beaten today. Not only would his arms and legs be broken, but he would also have a layer of skin peeled off.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yuan not only did not get beaten after just a few words, but also persuaded his father to go back.

No matter if it only lasts for a short while, escape the present moment and live as long as you can!

Having escaped death, Wei Shaoqing was so grateful that he burst into tears. He held Bai Yuan's arm tightly and looked at her as if a god had descended with a thousand-foot-long light behind him. He wanted to worship her and almost knelt down to kowtow to her.

He said sincerely: "Sister, sister! I will never forget your life-saving grace! From now on, you are my real sister! In the future, I will definitely respect you well, take care of you in your old age, and see you to the end of your life!"

Bai Yuan:......

Bai Yuan: "That's not necessary."

How can this be called repaying kindness with enmity?

If Bai Xuan behaved like this when he grew up, she would beat him eight times a day.

Wei Shaoqing was still holding onto her sleeves and refused to let go. Bai Yuan looked at the black claw marks on them and her face was not good.

"Let go first."

Wei Shaoqing responded, raised his hand, then grabbed it back. When he looked up again, his dusty little face was full of embarrassment.

"Sister, I sprained my ankle, could you... help me a little..."

Bai Yuan:......

Bai Yuan's clothes and pants were already dirty, so he just wore them all and half-dragged and half-pulled the man back to Bai's house.

Grandpa Bai was walking his starling in a birdcage in the yard. From a distance he saw Bai Yuan bringing another one back. At first he thought it was Qin Lingzheng, but when he got closer he saw it was a mud monkey.

"Hey, Shaoqing, where did you go to dig coal?"

Wei Shaoqing sighed heavily: "Alas, Grandpa Bai, don't mention it, I'm going to wander around the world——"

The old man was so happy that he laughed for a long time.

The starling in his cage is a little mentally retarded. It hasn't learned to speak and can only laugh along with the old man.

At once, two bursts of laughter were heard in the yard, one after the other, which sounded a bit demonic at first.

Bai Yuan led Wei Shaoqing into the house, helped the ancestor to sit on the sofa, and asked the servant to pour him a glass of water.

The child was tired from running just now, and he drank two large cups of wine in a row before he quenched his thirst.

Bai Yuan then instructed the servant: "Auntie, please help him upstairs and find him a new set of clothes for my eldest brother. His ankle is sprained and it is badly swollen. Please ask a doctor to check him out."

Each and every thing was explained clearly, in an organized, concise and clear manner.

Wei Shaoqing was groaning as he was helped by the servant to take a shower and change clothes.

Bai Yuan also returned to his room, took off his dirty clothes and stuffed them into the clothes basket, went into the shower room, and washed himself carefully from head to toe until he could no longer smell the smoke. Only then was he satisfied.

When she came out, Wei Shaoqing had already taken a shower, changed his clothes, and was sitting on the sofa downstairs.

He ran in such a hurry that he forgot to bring his Xiaotiancai electronic watch. At this moment, he was holding the landline phone line to call his mother.

"Mom, when will you come back? Dad wants to beat me to death. I don't dare go home. I am homeless now and will wander around the world——"

The child's voice hasn't changed yet, and he sighs in a baby voice.

His mother probably thought it was a little funny what her son said, and she was still teasing him:

"But my mother is on a business trip and won't be back for the next few days. What should I do?"

When Wei Shaoqing heard this, the sky seemed to fall. He pouted and burst into tears: "Then I, wuwuwuwuwuwu～～～～Then I can only be Uncle Bai, Uncle Bai's child, wuwuwuwuwuwuwu——"

His mother was so happy that she was out of breath.

That's because she was out of town, and she didn't understand for the time being how much trouble this wicked child had caused. After the couple had talked it over, they would discuss the mixed doubles.

After hanging up the phone, a doctor came over to check Wei Shaoqing's leg.

Twisting it left and right and massaging it made the child scream in pain.

Doctor: "It's not dislocated or broken, it's just a muscle stretch. Rest quietly for two days and don't run around. You'll be fine in a week."

I had just sprayed him with Yunnan Baiyao spray when the doorbell rang again.

Wei Shaoqing was so frightened that he didn't care about the pain in his feet. He stood up and limped away, which made the doctor angry: "You kid, I just told you to rest! Rest! Where are you going?"

When the door was opened, the person who came was indeed Wei's father.

Now he changed into clean clothes and washed off the black dust on his face. He looked much more respectable than before.

He was furious just now, but after such a long time, the anger slowly dissipated. When he entered the house, he saw that his son had a lame leg and his face was crying like a cat, looking so pitiful, and his heart softened.

After all, he is my own son. How can I just beat him to death?

Bai Yuan only knew that Wei Shaoqing set fire to his house, but he had no idea what exactly happened.

At this moment, Father Wei was chatting and complaining to Grandpa Bai and Grandma Bai. The more Bai Yuan listened, the more she felt that this kid was really immoral.

Yesterday, the primary school played a patriotic documentary and an educational film for an entire afternoon. The educational film focused on the dangers of tobacco and alcohol, with the aim of preventing them from developing bad habits at a young age just to look cool.

Wei Shaoqing was always distracted when watching the show. Coincidentally, the patriotic documentary also showed a clip of Lin Zexu destroying opium in Humen. For some reason, the kid got a sudden thought and remembered his father's stock in the cellar.

After school that day, he went home with his schoolbag and rushed into the cellar. He opened the boxes of famous cigarettes collected by his father, cut the cigarettes into pieces one by one and stuffed them into the famous liquor, vowing to help his father quit smoking and drinking.

Poor god, his dad neither smokes nor drinks, he just has a bit of a collecting addiction.

I love collecting stamps. I was a leader among those kids who ate instant noodles to collect a complete set of playing cards when I was a kid.

In recent years, I have become addicted to collecting wine bottles and cigarette boxes.

An entire wall of the cellar at home is filled with high-end red wines. I just look at them but don’t drink them. I’ve been collecting them for nearly seven or eight years.

The cigarettes on the other wall were also bought specifically for cigarette boxes.

After all, Wei's father is in a high position and a big official. He can't just go through every trash can on the street and pick up the cigarette boxes that people don't want after smoking just for his hobby, right?

This time, everything was destroyed by this naughty kid.