Follow the army to the island, the rebellious male protagonist was led by me to counterattack

Chapter 2 Two Venomous Tongues
Shi Xia stood at the door, looking at a good-looking man with three-dimensional features, very fair skin, thin and tall, who was talking nonsense and making gestures to his aunt.

He crossed his legs, looking like he was the boss and deserved a beating.

"Aunt, do you want to go to the beach?"

When Shi Xia spoke, Wen Cheng'an shifted his nonchalant gaze over and looked at her with disdain: She looks like an obedient girl who is weak and cries easily!

Shi Xia also looked at Wen Chengan with disgust.

He is a really bad boy who deserves a beating, but he doesn't seem to be as pretentious as Chen Jiandong at the moment.

It's barely an advantage.

Zhang Guihua responded, turned around and introduced, "This is Cheng'an. He came back this morning on someone else's boat."

"Cheng'an, this is Shi Xia who lives next door."

"I'm going to...get some supplies for the beach."

Zhang Guihua lowered her head and walked out. Shi Xia noticed a hint of regret flashing across Wen Cheng'an's eyes, but it was too faint and too quick.

Wen Chengan looked at Shi Xia with a provocative look and asked:
"Are you Chen Jiandong's fiancée who hit her head against the wall?"

"Are you Wen Cheng'an who was chased out by Chen Gou?"

Shi Xia clicked his tongue and shook his head, the look in his eyes that showed he was a waste was self-evident.

"I've been hanging around for eighteen years and gained nothing."

Wen Cheng'an was slightly surprised by Shi Xia's rebuttal, but he snorted and raised an eyebrow, saying, "You want to provoke me to help you beat Chen Jiandong? I advise you to save your energy. Your ability to provoke trouble is only at the level of my three-year-old self."

"You're three years old and you deserve a beating?"

Wen Cheng'an was choked by Shi Xia and said with a hint of sarcasm, "No wonder Chen Jiandong looks down on you. He has found a beautiful and kind new fiancée in the city."

"Are you jealous?"

Wen Cheng'an was so irritated by Shi Xia's words "You are jealous" that he yelled.

"I'm jealous!"

Shi Xia was indifferent, glanced at Wen Chengan and said, "The species you are jealous of is quite niche."

Wen Chengan: “…”

Wen Chengan pressed his tongue against his cheek, sucked it twice and said:
"Chen Jiandong is such a hypocritical, two-faced guy! I don't even bother to pay attention to him. He means shit to me!"

Shi Xia nodded in agreement and said slowly, "In the end, you were blown away by a fart."

"I left on my own accord!"

"Volunteer?"

Shi Xia stared at Wen Cheng'an and her voice suddenly rose.

"I'm leaving voluntarily. Why are you making things difficult for my aunt?"

Wen Cheng'an's face flushed red and he stood up.

"She lost me, she owes me!"

Wen Cheng'an's eyes were bloodshot and his teeth were clenched to suppress his overflowing anger.

Do you really think that home is that good?

"I owe you a damn!"

"Aunt never knew you were taken away by mistake. You're pushing me like that. You're picking on the weak. What's the difference between you and Chen Gou?"

Shi Xia's words made Wen Cheng'an roar and take a step forward with a disgusted look on his face.

"Don't compare me to that beast, he's not worthy!"

Shi Xia snorted coldly and pointed outside the door.

"Unworthy? Then do you dare to apologize?"

Wen Cheng'an opened his mouth, then swallowed the words that were about to come out with a smirk, sat down, and looked at Shi Xia provocatively.

"Don't use provocation. I won't fall for it."

Shi Xia ignored Wen Cheng'an's childish provocation, took a step forward, and grabbed Wen Cheng'an's shoulder with one hand.

disobedient?
That means he didn’t receive enough “beatings”!

"what are you doing--"

Wen Cheng'an was pulled up by Shi Xia.

"Don't fight, don't fight!"

Zhang Guihua came in.

"You two are like chickens, what's there to fight about?"

Shi Xia & Wen Chengan: This is the first time I’ve seen someone try to stop a fight like this.

"We are all family, let's not talk about that."

"Cheng'an, I didn't think highly of you. It's my fault."

"Are you...are you living well in the Chen family?"

The words "How are you doing?" made Wen Cheng'an's eyes darken with complex and intense emotions. Zhang Guihua didn't know why, but tears started to fall, and she hugged Wen Cheng'an in front of her.

"Child—Mom is sorry!"

Wen Cheng'an wanted to hide, but his feet were rooted.

He was stiff and motionless. No one had ever held him since he was a child.

When he was a child, he didn't understand why. It wasn't until he was three years old that he realized that his biological mother was not his biological mother.

It doesn’t matter now. Chen’s biological father and stepmother are nothing to him.

Zhang Guihua was pulled away by Wen Laoshi who came in, and Wen Chengan stood aside uncomfortably.

In the small space of four people, only breathing and sobbing could be heard.

"Aunt, let's go fishing."

Shi Xia broke the silence and glanced at Wen Chengan again:
"Young Master, are you coming?"

Wen Chengan, feeling uncomfortable, glanced at Shi Xia with disdain and said, "Why should I work for you?"

Wen Cheng'an snorted, walked away without caring about his relatives, sat down again, and continued to cross his legs.

A smile flashed in Shi Xia's eyes. He just liked to deal with this kind of rebellious people. It gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

"Aunt, let's go."

Zhang Guihua wiped her tears and said to Wen Chengan, "I'll be back soon."

Wen Cheng'an didn't even glance at Zhang Guihua.

Zhang Guihua didn't care and left with Shi Xia, carrying the tools for fishing.

Only Wen Cheng'an and Wen Laoshi were left in the room. They didn't look at each other, their heads turned one to the left and the other to the right, in silence.

On the other side, Shi Xia and the other person quickly reached the beach, and Shi Xia opened his arms in a very old-fashioned way.

“The sea… everything is delicious!”

Zhang Guihua, who was a little sad, was amused by Shi Xia's words.

"Hurry up, I'm afraid there's nothing good left."

Shi Xia smiled confidently.

“I think we’ll have a great harvest!”

Zhang Guihua smiled but didn't believe it.

They are all islanders living by the sea, and they know exactly where the seafood is.

Everyone would go out to catch seafood in the morning to supplement their family income, but they came too late.

Shi Xia didn't explain much, and her water-based ability continued to expand, sending her pieces of information.

"Aunt, let's go over there!"

Shi Xia pulled Zhang Guihua and walked about twenty meters, found two small holes, squatted down, and started digging.

The soft fine sand was dug up by the shovel in Shi Xia's hand, and soon a rectangular sand pit appeared, and a fleshy tentacle stretched out.

"Razor clams!"

Shi Xia pulled out a king clam that was almost as long as a forearm.

"Ouch—be careful, don't break it. It's a good thing to dig up one of these giant razor clams—"

Before Zhang Guihua finished speaking, she saw Shi Xia turn around and dig, and another razor clam was pulled out.

Zhang Guihua: The clams are a little silly today.

"Aunt, dig here."

Shi Xia gave the command, and Zhang Guihua squatted down and dug.

In one go, he dug out a sand-white clam, half the size of his palm.

Zhang Guihua has also become addicted. Let’s put Wen Chengan aside for now. It’s more important to dig out the goods.

There were two people working, each one more energetic than the other.

Zhang Guihua would hit wherever Shi Xia pointed, and they worked in perfect harmony until the sea water began to rise.

"Shi Xia, let's go back. We have done a lot today."

Zhang Guihua was really happy. Such seafood was rare. Usually she only picked oysters and spicy snails from the rocks.

Shi Xia was carrying a bucket of water and smiling happily.

Razor clam dumplings, boiled white clams and cat's eye snails, and spicy fried squid.

No amount of money would change this day for another!
The two covered the bucket with some seaweed and went home.

From a distance, Shi Xia saw Wen Cheng'an standing at the door with his neck stiffened. Whenever an islander looked at him, he would glare back fiercely.

"Hey! Master Wen is practicing his hair here?"

(End of this chapter)