books44 Chapter 308 Who Shaved My Hair?
Chapter 308 Who Shaved My Hair?
Yun Yuxi showed a bit of guilty conscience on her face, and Yan Wuque couldn't help but chuckle involuntarily when he saw that look:
"Oh my, Xiao Xixi, what bad thing have you done? Look at you, you look so guilty and you left in such a hurry. You are not like your usual self!" Yan Wuque raised the corner of his mouth and said slowly with a bit of sarcasm.
Hearing this, Yun Yuxi didn't hide it anymore and quickly explained: "I'm telling you, I heard it from Uncle Zhao. My uncle is very particular about his appearance. Just think about it, if he wakes up and finds himself bald, he will be furious! Maybe he will be furious and want to hit someone.
I don't want to stay here and cause trouble for him, let's run, oh my, I'm so tired, let's go back quickly, I want to have a good sleep." After saying this, she did not forget to let out a long sigh, as if she had just experienced a thrilling adventure.
Yan Wuque was delighted and burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, you guy, I really don't know how to say hello to you. I have known for a long time that you are a little naughty boy who always likes to cause trouble. Okay, stop talking nonsense, come, my lady, hold on to your husband, and let's leave quickly."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Wuque stretched out his arm, gently embraced Yun Yuxi's slender waist, tapped the ground with his feet, and his figure flashed by like a ghost, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.
On the other hand, Uncle Mu was immersed in an extremely long dream and couldn't extricate himself. In that dream, he watched his eldest brother and second brother die one after another, the whole family fell apart, and his eldest and second sisters-in-law were displaced and disappeared.
He was filled with resentment and resentment, but he was powerless and could only struggle in the abyss of pain. It was not until the early morning when the first ray of warm sunlight shone through the window into the room, gently caressing his face, that he slowly woke up and slowly opened his eyes... filled with tears.
"Master, you're awake. Master was very worried about you. You're finally awake. Get up quickly, wash up, and have breakfast." Uncle Zhao was very happy to see Uncle Mu wake up and served him.
"Uncle Zhao, I remember everything now. You have worked really hard during this period. Father has also been in a difficult situation. He has to bear so much alone. You go out first. I can do things like washing up by myself in the future." Uncle Mu finally returned to normal. He was no longer the stupid child he was when he was mentally retarded. Now he spoke calmly and calmly.
Uncle Zhao was so excited that his face was covered with tears. He ran out of the door, shouting, "Master! Master! The young master has woken up! The young master has completely recovered! Master, God is watching over us! Our Mu family finally has a successor!"
At this moment, the old man of the Mu family, who was pacing in the house in deep thought, was shocked when he heard the sudden good news. He froze in place for an instant, as if he had been cast under a spell.
After a long while, the old man of the Mu family came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream, and asked in a trembling voice: "Uncle Zhao, you...are you serious?" As he spoke, he even doubted whether he had heard it wrong, and subconsciously reached out to clean his ears.
When he saw Uncle Zhao's serious and joyful expression, the last bit of doubt in his heart disappeared. Then, this old man who had experienced many hardships and was always calm and steady actually covered his face with his hands and sobbed like a child.
He really couldn't believe that his son, who had been in a coma and on the verge of death, would ever recover.
At this time, Uncle Mu was humming a little tune and leisurely walking to the middle of the yard with a kettle, ready to get some hot water to wash his face. However, when he slowly poured the hot water from the kettle into the copper basin, he suddenly found a bald head reflected in the water.
This strange scene made Uncle Mu's hair stand on end. His face turned as pale as paper, and the basin in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily, splashing boiling water everywhere.
He stretched out his right hand in horror and touched his head tremblingly. In an instant, a chill ran up his spine to his forehead - his originally thick black hair had disappeared!
"Who? Who did this? How dare they shave my hair! Ah... my hair, where is my hair?" Uncle Mu was furious. He looked around with wide eyes and roared angrily at the top of his voice. The sound echoed throughout the courtyard, startling the birds in the trees and making them fly away in panic.
"It's good that you've woken up, my son, you finally woke up," the old man of the Mu family heard the roar and immediately went to the yard with Uncle Zhao, only to see his son with an angry face.
"Dad, are we back in Kyoto? Why does the yard look so much like the Mu family's ancestral home? Am I dreaming? What is going on? I seemed to have had a long dream in which my eldest brother and second brother died... This can't be true, right?"
"Son, this is all true. Calm down first and come back to my room. I will tell you everything that happened. We are back in Kyoto. This is the ancestral home of the Mu family. Your elder brother and second brother are gone. The Mu family will depend on you from now on."
Uncle Mu held his head and squatted on the ground in pain, his eyes bloodshot. The old man of the Mu family knew that this was too much of a blow to his son, but as the successor of the Mu family, he had to endure these things.
The old man of the Mu family was a little depressed in the room, waiting patiently for his son to come in. He knew that it would be too cruel for his son to face those bloody things when he woke up, but the Mu family still needed his son's support, so he had to face it.
Uncle Mu wiped away the tears from his eyes with his sleeves, then took a deep breath and walked into the room with heavy and slow steps. He walked to the center of the room, fell to his knees with a plop, and said in a slightly trembling voice:
"Father, I am such an unfilial son! I have failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a son and caused you so much suffering. Now that I am back, I beg you to tell me everything that happened in the Mu family.
Especially how did the eldest and second brothers leave? Where are the eldest sister-in-law, the second sister-in-law and Heng'er now? Father, please tell me the truth. As a son of the Mu family, I was unable to accompany you during this difficult time. I am really ashamed of my ancestors and embarrassed you, father! "
At this time, the old man of the Mu family, who had been sitting in silence on the chair, raised his head slightly and looked at his son who was full of guilt and grief. He felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He sighed and shouted to the outside:
"Someone, come and help the young master up!" As soon as the words fell, Uncle Zhao, who had been waiting at the door, hurried in, walked quickly to Uncle Mu, and carefully helped him up.
Then, the old man of the Mu family instructed, "Uncle Zhao, go down and prepare first. I will go to the Regent Palace with the young master later. Prepare the carriage and select some high-quality supplements for the girl.
Remember, you must choose the best things and don't be careless! "Uncle Zhao nodded in understanding and replied, "Okay, don't worry, sir, I will do it properly!" After that, he wiped the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and hurriedly left the room, and started to prepare the necessary things.
After Uncle Zhao left, the whole room fell into silence, with only the occasional sobbing breaking the suffocating silence. Uncle Mu held back the huge grief in his heart and stood there quietly, waiting for his father to start talking about the past that he couldn't bear to look back on.
After a while, the old man of the Mu family finally spoke slowly. His voice was low and hoarse, as if every word carried endless sorrow and pain. As the old man narrated, shocking truths gradually surfaced...
When hearing that the family had encountered such a major change, Uncle Mu could no longer control his emotions. He clenched his teeth tightly, and his fists creaked. Due to excessive force, the joints of his fingers had turned white.
The pair of eyes that were originally clear and bright now turned red, with a faint flicker of anger and hatred, but more of it was deep pain. However, even so, he still tried his best to hold back the tears from flowing out again.
When the old man of the Mu family finished telling everything, the father and son were already in tears. They looked at each other, then opened their arms at the same time, hugged each other tightly, and cried loudly. At this moment, the long-suppressed sadness and pain surged out like a flood, venting to their heart's content...