Chapter 44 Asking Si Tong to be the Patriarch
Mr. Wu came to look for Si Tong alone.
I haven't seen him for a few days, and Mr. Wu looks two points older than before.
With his gray hair, he used to look majestic and majestic, with the majesty of an old man, but now he is no different from an ordinary old man.
Seeing Si Tong, Mr. Wu was holding a disc wrapped in cloth in his hand, and walked towards this side quickly.
The students around were a little surprised when they saw Mr. Wu.
But after all, Mr. Wu of the Wu family used to be in the upper class all the year round, and most of the people present were ordinary students.
Only when Mr. Wu is Si Tong's grandfather or grandfather.
Turning their heads, the students, who had practiced self-defense all morning under the early morning sun, continued to bury their heads in eating the delicious rice in their own bowls.
Si Tong... can I take a step to speak?
Mr. Wu came to Si Tong and asked Si Tong in a probing tone.
Si Tong's mother, Wu Jinhua, is Mr. Wu's biological daughter.
According to seniority, Mr. Wu is Si Tong's grandfather.
But after Wu Jinhua left the Wu clan, he gave birth to the three children of Si Tong, so Mr. Wu was not close to the three of Si Tong.
Even the last time was the first time they met.
At this moment, Mr. Wu didn't deliberately call Si Tong by her nickname because of Si Tong's extraordinaryness.
Because in Mr. Wu's heart, he still felt ashamed of his daughter Wu Jinhua, and his grandson Sichen, granddaughter Si Tong, and Si Han.
The appearance of Mr. Wu didn't seem to have any effect on Si Tong.
She continued to hold the braised pork with her chopsticks, bit into her mouth, and chewed slowly.
The oil stains from the braised pork remained between her red lips that could be broken by blows. The pink lips were much more delicate and smooth than the lipsticked lips of girls who like heavy makeup.
Old Wu waited for half an hour before Si Tong finished the rice in the bowl slowly.
Pushing the empty fast food plate towards Si Chen, motioning for Si Chen to help him empty the plate, Si Tong stood up and walked out.
Seeing this, Mr. Wu rushed to follow.
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Outside the restaurant.
Veteran General Wu handed the disc wrapped in cloth to Si Tong, and at the same time handed over a secret letter.
This is the feng shui compass that my Wu family has kept for thousands of years, and now it is returned to its original owner. And this letter is left to you by my ancestor Wu! Elder Wu explained one by one.
Si Tong didn't respond, she put away the feng shui compass, and before tearing open the envelope, she lightly touched the seal of the envelope with her fingertips.
Then he tore off the seal of the envelope and took out the letter inside.
Just by glancing at the contents of the letter, Si Tong tore the letter into pieces and scattered them on the ground. She looked at Mr. Wu, and said in a cold and soft voice, but got straight to the point:
Since you have read the content of this letter, if you have any request, just say it, Wu Buwei's last wish, I will naturally fulfill it for your Wu family.
She touched the seal of the envelope with her fingertips, and she was sure that the letter had been opened and the seal had just been glued on.
Letters written thousands of years ago are naturally written in fonts written thousands of years ago, so of course modern people cannot understand them.
If she guessed correctly, from the day she appeared in front of Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu opened the letter first, took it to an expert to analyze the meaning of the letter, and then put the letter back into an envelope and sent it to her.
And she is the god of hell who has lived in this world since the birth of the earth.
She knows all the characters since the beginning of civilization, oracle bone inscriptions, official script, small seal script, big seal script...
To her, the ancient characters on this letter are no different from modern fonts seen by modern people who have studied.
After listening to Si Tong's words and remembering the contents of the letter, Mr. Wu's originally nervous heart eased a little at this moment.
After thinking for a while, Elder Wu handed the handed down seal in his trouser pocket, which symbolized his status as the patriarch of the Wu family, to Si Tong, and begged her solemnly and formally:
I only have one request, and that is to ask you to take over my Wu clan! Be the 109th Patriarch of my Wu clan!
The Wu family has been passed down for thousands of years, and there has never been a precedent for a young girl to be the head of the family. Today, Mr. Wu intends to break this rule!