Rebirth: Silly Husband and Wife

Chapter 323 Discord
This is the first time he has been in business for so many years, and the next time he talks to someone in a low voice. In the past, no one in the town would have nodded and bowed when they saw him. Now, he actually wants to humiliate these people because of things like money.

The owner of the pawn shop hesitated, looked up at Shang Wuling, showed embarrassment, and said, "Boss Shang, I will give you another day for your sake. If you don't redeem the money tomorrow, this shop will It belongs to me, Mr. Li's shop."

"That's, if I don't have any money to redeem tomorrow, this shop will naturally belong to you. I, Shang Wuling, won't renege on the debt." Shang Wuling stood upright, and the arrogance exuding from his body was not I am humbled because I owe money to these people.

After listening to Shang Wuling's words, the pawnshop owner felt apprehensive, and quickly responded, "Okay, okay, I'll give Boss Shang one more day, one more day, Boss Shang, I see you still have so many things to do here, I I won’t bother you, I’ll take my leave first.”

Shang Wuling nodded, called the housekeeper to send the pawn shop owner out, and solved one. Shang Wuling asked some questions from the people behind, and heard the same thing from their mouths, that is his Unfilial sons have borrowed a large sum of money from them in the name of merchants.

After listening to their narrations one by one, Shang Wuling's cheeks on both sides suddenly seemed to be ten years old. Before those people finished speaking, he stretched out a hand to interrupt them, raised his eyes and said to them, "Don't worry, my merchant will not owe you your money. Go and register with my housekeeper. Within three days, my merchant will definitely pay you back all the silver owed to you."

Sending away these people who came to ask for debts, Shang Wuling sat quietly in the hall alone, exuding an aura of not being close to strangers all over his body.

When Han Moru brought Shang Dongchen here, those people had already left. When she pulled Shang Dongchen in, what she saw was Shang Wuling sitting quietly on a chair, motionless.

Han Moru naturally felt the anger emanating from him. She hesitated for a while, wondering if she should drag Shang Dongchen to comfort the old man, after all, he hadn't chased away a concubine and her husband two days ago. A son came back to his senses after being hit, and now, having encountered such a big incident, Han Moru was a little worried that his body would not be able to bear it.

Han Moru was still hesitating, but the people around her did not continue to hesitate. Shang Dongchen broke away from her hand, ran to Shang Wuling who was shaking his head, and shouted, "Father, don't be sad, Chen'er will be happy in the future." Take care of you and mother, don't be afraid." After speaking, he stretched out a hand and hugged Shang Wuling who hadn't recovered from his senses into his arms.

Shang Wuling raised his head, seeing Shang Dongchen's innocent face, his heart ached, it turned out that in the end, it was his silly son who cared most about him.

He nodded, put his hands on Shang Dongchen's body slowly, hugged him tightly, resisted crying, and replied, "Well, father knows that Chen'er is a good son, and father believes that Chen'er can take care of me and you Damn."

Han Moru looked at the father and son hugging each other, tilted her head and smiled, she stood where she was, and didn't approach, she didn't want to destroy the warmth that their father and son finally got.

The father and son hugged each other for a long time, and Shang Wuling saw Han Moru standing in front of him out of the corner of his eyes. He quickly wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, let go of his silly son, sat upright, and looked at Han Moru with a slight smile. , said, "Ru'er is here, Ru'er, don't blame Dad's behavior just now, when you are old, you are easily moved."

If Han Mo didn't answer, he walked up to Shang Wuling. As soon as she stood still, Shang Dongchen walked up to her, held her hand, and followed her every step of the way.

"Uncle, just now I heard from a servant that many people came to the mansion claiming to ask for debts? Is there such a thing?" Han Moru frowned, looked at Shang Wuling, and asked.

When Shang Wuling heard her words, the touched smile on his face disappeared little by little. Finally, his face turned into an angry face. Shang Wuling clenched two fists, one of them hammered down the table with anger Loudly shouted, "It's all done by that wicked son. It turns out that their mother and son have long expected that they would be exposed for poisoning your Aunt Shang. Mortgage the business shop."

After Han Moru heard this, he frowned, looked up at Shang Wuling who was looking angry, and asked, "Uncle, does the merchant have any other money to pay off those people who came to ask for debts today?"

Shang Wuling looked up at Han Moru, sighed, and replied, "Ru'er, uncle doesn't hide from you, and doesn't treat you as an outsider anymore. Now the business is really poor, except for the rest of the time. Outside the shop, there is no extra money to pay back today's people who come to ask for debts."

"Hmph." At this moment, Shang Dongchen, who had been standing beside Han Moru, suddenly let go of her arm, twisted his body aside, and snorted forcefully. Not happy.

Seeing this, Han Moru and Shang Wuling looked at each other and shook their heads. Han Moru smiled, took a step, stood in front of him, and asked, "Brother Chen, can you tell Ru'er that you just now Why did you snort so hard? Did someone make you angry?"

Shang Dongchen pouted, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, his eyes widened, and he said to Han Moru, "Sister Ru'er is bad with father, and they have forgotten about Chen'er, Chen'er is very angry!"

Han Mo asked with a smile, "What did Ru'er and Dad forget about Brother Chen? Ru'er doesn't understand, Chen'er should clarify."

"There is no money at home, tell Chen'er that Chen'er will paint for you, and then you will have money." Shang Dongchen looked at Han Moru and Shang Wuling with a pair of sad eyes, and said.

After Shang Wuling heard his words, his eyes lit up, he clapped his palms, and said happily, "Yes, look at my stupidity, I almost forgot that my son is a famous painter, as long as you sell ten paintings , you can repay the debts owed to those people. Haha..."

Han Moru looked at Shang Dongchen with a sense of accomplishment on his face, shook his head and smiled, it seemed that this silly man had changed a lot since she gave birth to two babies.

When Shang Dongchen saw his father smiling so happily, he felt very happy. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he could draw really well.

"Ah." A female voice called out because of pain sounded in the courtyard.

Holding a cane in her hand, Mo Meiniang stood in front of Qiu Feiyan with a mean face, she pointed to a small corner by the table, gritted her teeth and scolded Qiu Feiyan who was rubbing her arm, "Look What you did, you did it all morning, look at what you did, you didn't even wipe off a corner of the table, you say you, what else can you do?"

Qiu Feiyan pursed her lips tightly, tears welled up in her eyes, but she insisted on not letting them fall, showing a stubborn face, she stood silently listening to Mo Meiniang scolding.

Since two days ago, when the mother and son came to her courtyard out of nowhere, Qiu Feiyan had lived a life as a maidservant. Mo Meiniang would wake her up from the bed every morning, and watch her clean the table and the floor. As long as she didn't do well, Mo Meiniang would hit her with the cane without hesitation. In the past two days, Qiu Feiyan couldn't remember how many times she had been beaten by Mo Meiniang.

Mo Meiniang scolded for a while, her mouth was a little dry, so she looked at Qiu Feiyan, who was motionless in front of her, and only kept her head down, and ordered, "I'm dry, go get me a glass of flowers!"

Qiu Feiyan hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth and nodded. Although she was a bit unwilling, Qiu Feiyan thought that if she refused Mo Meiniang's order later, what awaited her later might be even more unexpected to her For punishment, in order to avoid suffering later, Qiu Feiyan finally picked up the teapot on the table and poured Mo Meiniang a cup of tea.

Qiu Feiyan brought the tea to Mo Meiniang, and whispered, "Madam, please drink tea."

"Yeah." Mo Meiniang looked up at Qiu Feiyan, who lowered her head and raised her eyebrows. A look of satisfaction flashed across her face. She had just reached out to pick it up when her fingers touched the edge of the teacup. On Mo Meiniang's lap.

(End of this chapter)