Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Chapter 398 Sugar Cane No. 3
"presumptuous!"

He shouted angrily, staring at the unfilial son with red eyes, "Do you know what you are talking about!"

How audacious!

In front of the rightful master, you dare to say such treacherous words that will punish the nine tribes. Do you still have in your eyes——

He paused suddenly, his eyes filled with surprise and disbelief, "You..."

But he met the other party's innocent eyes and said, "Dad, why are you looking at me like this, as if I have done something treacherous, but obviously I haven't done anything. You said it yourself, saying that I would sit down with you This position is understandable. I have always been filial and I am sure it will be what you say. So, you see how considerate and caring I am. You don’t have to do it yourself, dad. I will get what I want." He said sideways. The head looked at Lao Song with a smile, "Father is kind and son is filial. I am already so filial. Dad, shouldn't you be more kind and proactive? Our family can live in harmony and we won't be laughed at by outsiders. Don't you expect me to understand you?" Well, then you have to take practical actions, otherwise how can I understand you? "

As he spoke, he stood up and the smile on his face disappeared, "Dad, you are old and have managed the tribe like this. If I were you, I would think carefully about how to pick up the ears of my ancestors after my death. Bazi.”

"People, never try to be smart. Just admit that you are stupid and stop your losses in time to avoid getting deeper into trouble."

Lao Song was already so angry that his head was spinning.

"The traitor! The traitor!" He pressed the alarm again, "Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"

He turned around and stared at Song Shi fiercely, "I'm going to destroy you!"

Originally, it was because this son has always been well-behaved and obedient and has strong ability to do things. But, oh, it actually fostered his ambition. Did you really think that you had nothing to do with him?

Song Shi's expression did not change.

Is there anything changeable?

Everything in the bag is gone, and for him, there is no such surprise as a cooked duck flying.

If the duck is cooked, eat it!
"Depose me, and then let you give birth to children outside, who will succeed you?"

When Lao Song heard this, his expression changed.

But after all, he had been sitting in the position of tribal leader for decades, and he quickly calmed down, "What are you talking about? What happened outside? Don't talk nonsense, it's nothing!"

"No? Are you sure?" Song Shi asked.

"No."

Song Shi shrugged, "Well, if you say no, then there won't be."

No, then let it be no.

Old Song couldn't figure out what this unfilial son meant now, but caution made him eager to get out of the situation at hand. The guards outside had not come in yet...

His heart beat like a drum, "Are you okay? I'm going to rest."

He stood up and was about to leave.

Song Shi also stood up and nodded, "It's time for you to rest."

Old Song's heart skipped a beat.

Before he could react, his neck hurt, his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything.

Song Shi calmly retracted his hand.

"come in."

The door opened, and several strong men wearing blue and black clothes with mysterious patterns painted on their faces walked in.

"The old man is paralyzed from exhaustion and confused. He needs to rest. Send him to the villa to rest. Remember, no one is allowed to visit."

"Yes."

Several people carried the person out quietly.

Song Shi was the only one left in the study.

He walked to the desk and picked up the documents on the table at random. What caught his eye was the "Resolution on Promoting Further Economic and Cultural Cooperation between the Yan and Jiang Tribes". He rolled his eyes and tore it up casually.

Picked up another one.

Or the promotion of cultural exchanges with the tribe next door.

Tear again.

Then he dug out an invitation letter from the drawer about the boat festival held by the Mida tribe.

Really, I laughed out loud.

Just let the confidants in.

Let them sort out all the cooperation between the Yan tribe and other tribes, no matter how big or small.

The original scum really ruined the entire tribe.

But this does not mean that he is an idiot. He has been raised as an heir since he was a child. He has a good IQ and is not a love brain. He has the vision, pattern and sense of worry that he should have.

He still has type O blood.

The sixth sense is super accurate.

The current relationship between tribes has lasted for hundreds of years, but he just felt uneasy, as if something was making him breathless. As a result, many forces were secretly established.

In fact, every family in the tribe has secretly cultivated its own power, including force, financial resources, and relationships.

He also follows this pattern.

In the end, it didn't come in handy, and I ended up feeling unconfident.

He always wanted to take a step back and let nature take its course. In his thoughts, the tribe was being cannibalized without even realizing it, silently.

In the Song Dynasty, it was used as soon as it was brought.

Have someone set aside a study room.

He told the group leader to keep an eye on him and then left.

He went to find Yuanzha's biological mother.

Zhang Ruosu had already fallen asleep and was woken up by the nanny. She suppressed her anger and asked, "What's the matter?"

The nanny whispered back, "Madam, the young master wants to see you for something."

Zhang Ruosu: "...Ah Shi? Did he say something?"

"The young master didn't say anything."

"Let the young master sit down for a while, I'll be right back."

The nanny withdrew.

Zhang Ruosu frowned. Ah Shi knew her work and rest time. It was absolutely impossible to come to her so late, unless, unless something happened!
She quickly changed her clothes.

Go to the living room.

The exquisite-looking young man was sitting leisurely on the sofa, his clothes were neat, his hair was fresh, and he was in high spirits.

"Ashi."

"mom."

The young man stood up and said hello, then went straight to the point, "Let's go to the study to talk."

Zhang Ruosu: “…Okay.”

"Wang Ma, bring in two cups of hot coffee."

The mother and son went up to the second floor.

In the Song Dynasty, the door was closed.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruosu's face became serious and he whispered, "Ah Shi, what happened?"

Song Shi thought for a moment, "It's not a big deal. It's just that I think about you, Mom, you seem to have enjoyed so much glory these years, but you're actually very frustrated. As a son, I feel distressed when I see you. Now that my wings have finally hardened, I can Makes mom feel better."

Zhang Ruosu was stunned when he heard this.

"W-what did you do?"

No, it's not what she thought, right?
But as the mother of a tribe, she couldn't do anything that was beneath her status and brought disgrace to her son.

But to say no…

my God! The son was very filial, and he might have eighteen little wolfdogs with handsome faces and majestic bodies...

How could she refuse!

Zhang Ruosu gritted his teeth and refused to look at his son's face, "As long as you live a good life, everything will be fine, mom."

Mom is getting older, wolf is not a wolf or a dog, wuwu, it really doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter...

Tearful rejection.

There is no way, maternal love is so great, for the sake of the children, everything is for the sake of the children!
But I heard my son's voice that could not be refused, "No, only you, mom, can do this. I don't worry about anyone else."

Zhang Ruosu: "?"!
what?
Could it be that those eighteen beauties signed a life-and-death contract with you, and my mission will be destroyed if you don't complete it? In this case, I can only reluctantly agree.

"Okay, I agree."

Song Shi smiled, "I knew the only person in the world I could trust was you, mother."

Zhang Ruosu vaguely heard that something was wrong with his son's words.

The next second—

"After all, Dad is sick. I feel at ease only when you are by his side, Mom."

Zhang Ruosu was really panicked now.

"Wha, what! Is your dad sick? How did he get sick? What disease? Have you seen a doctor? Is it serious?"