"What the hell is this weather. It's really bad luck, I shouldn't take this job today." The coachman cursed in a low voice in front of him, threw off his whip, and wanted to speed up and drive back.
The rain is getting heavier and the sky is getting darker and darker. It was afternoon when I came out of the temple. It looked like dusk just now, but now it is like night.
"The handlebar style, it's raining too much, why don't you find a place to shelter from the rain and leave when the rain is lighter?" Young Master Le said to the driver.
"When will we go? It's really bad luck." The driver replied dissatisfied, slowed down, and finally stopped on the side of the road.
"There is a pavilion in front of us, why don't we all hide there." Young Master Le stuck his head out and saw that the driver was soaked all over, and suggested warmly.
"Then get out of the car quickly." The coachman wiped the rain off his face and urged Young Master Le to get out of the carriage, "My horse is also wet in the rain. Find a place to rest and let him hide."
Xiaofeng felt unhappy again when he heard this. The horse that co-operated with him was more expensive than the two of them? Xiaofeng was about to say something, but Le Gongzi had already jumped out of the carriage, and Xiaofeng quickly followed behind with an umbrella. He Le Gongzi supported each other and walked to the side of the road.
"Master, why is this man like this?" Xiaofeng looked back and saw that the coachman was taking out a sock to put it on the horse, and he was very angry. Since you look down on them, don't make money from them. After earning their money, their attitude is still so bad. That's why my son has a good temper and doesn't care about him.
"He relies on this horse to support his family. Naturally, he regards the horse as more precious than us or even more than himself. People, life is not easy." Young Master Le said softly.
Xiaofeng listened to his son's last sentence and fell silent. Although the young master eats delicious food and wears brocade clothes, he knows better than anyone how difficult it is under his bright appearance. Under the protection of the son, he can live a relatively comfortable life without worrying about food and clothing. He is also more aware of this.
The rain was so heavy that the sky and the earth were about to become a piece, and the sound of the rain in my ears became louder and louder. After walking seven or eight steps forward, I could no longer hear the voice of the driver behind, and I couldn't see the shadow of the driver when I turned my head.
"Young Master, the pavilion! Let's go in and hide." Xiaofeng said happily while holding the hand of Young Master Le, looking at the vague outline of the pavilion in front of him. His shoes and trousers have long been splashed by the rain. The rain in late autumn is indeed a bit cold.
"Yeah. Go in and hide. You go see the driver. He doesn't seem to have an umbrella. You can pick him up and come over with him." After entering the pavilion, Young Master Le glanced behind and said to Xiaofeng.
"His attitude is so bad, why are you being so nice to him? He has no clothes on his own, and he has no clothes on his horse. Who's to blame?" Xiaofeng muttered angrily, but still turned around to pick up the driver with an umbrella. . The son is so gentle and good, how could he have the heart to go against the son's wishes.
Young Master Le watched Xiaofeng's back enter the rain curtain, and smiled, this child has always been a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person. I don't know how long I can protect this child... Young Master Le suddenly thought of this, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He turned around and walked to the other side of the pavilion, looking at the heavy rain in front of him, and sighed softly.
When Xiaofeng received the coachman and walked into the pavilion, Xiaofeng was still complaining: "You took our money, and your attitude is so bad, so our son still cares about you, afraid that you will get wet and let me pick you up. The son also told me not to care about you, saying that it is not easy for you to make a living. You keep saying that you are unlucky, the weather turns into such a ghost, we can't predict it, and we don't want to go out in such weather... "
(End of this chapter)