After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

"Puff puff puff~"

The silence in the car was suddenly broken by a strange sound, and at the same time, there was a strong smell that made everyone in the car explode.

"Who farted! It smells so bad!"

Si Zexuan was the fastest. He covered his mouth and cursed. Then he remembered that the people in the car were his relatives, not his teammates in the team, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Si Mianmian was the first to deny this scandal.

"not me!"

Although Si Zezheng didn't say anything, he looked at Si's father as if he had something to say.

Sifu's face turned red and darkened from holding back, "I, I need to make it easier."

After saying that, he rushed out of the car. As he got out of the car, there was another burst of "Puff, Puff~", and there was also a light yellow "mushroom cloud" behind the explosion?

Si Ze was hit by the "mushroom cloud" and immediately started retching.

"vomit!"

After the two people in the front row looked at each other in confusion, they suddenly realized that their father had not farted, but had pooped!

The two of them started retching immediately, and Si Zexuan didn't forget to remind Si Mianmian.

"Sister, don't throw up in the car!"

"Ugh!" Si Mianmian rushed out of the car. The car smelled so bad that she couldn't stay any longer.

The brother and sister got out of the car together, holding on to the front of the car and retching. However, one of them played games for a day, and the other was left in the cemetery for a day. Their stomachs were empty and they only vomited out mouthfuls of sour water.

In the grass not far away, there was a constant "poof" sound, which could be said to be spreading for thousands of miles. The stench filled the air, and soon it was impossible to stay outside the car.

Si Mianmian and Si Zexuan returned to the car and unconsciously glanced at the back seat. Suddenly, the leather seat where Si Yunhai had been sitting was stained with a yellow stain.

"Ugh~"

Si Mianmian almost vomited it out again. She finally couldn't bear the torture and cried again.

"Ugh, I want to go home, I can't stand it anymore."

Si Zexuan also said in pain: "I can't bear it anymore. How could dad..."

Si Zezheng had finished vomiting, and the more he vomited, the more he felt sick, because every time he opened his mouth, he felt like he was eating an unknown yellow sticky substance on his face.

In the end, he could only take off his coat and wipe his face with a clean place. If it weren't for the lack of water, he would have wanted to wash his face.

Si Zezheng felt even colder as he could no longer wear his rag coat. He could only endure his nausea and returned to the back seat, trying hard not to look at the seat next to him.

Who knows what it feels like to sit in a row with a ball of secretions?

I don't know how long it took, but the deafening "puff" sound stopped, and the stench got even worse.

The three people in the car can't even close the windows or leave them open. The car still smells bad even with the windows closed, and it still smells bad outside the car even if they don't. They can't drive yet and can only wait where they are.

This period of time has been very difficult for many people. I have never experienced such aggrievedness since I was a child!

Si Mianmian simply retracted his head into his clothes, preferring to be suffocated by the smell of paint.

Si Zexuan lay on the steering wheel and pretended to be dead.

Si Ze's face was ashen and numb.

After a while, Si's father's voice was faintly heard in the darkness.

"Axuan, are there any tissues in the car?"

Si Zexuan searched randomly and replied: "No!"

"Get me some paper, any paper will do!"

"Dad, there's nothing in the car. This car belongs to my fourth brother. He doesn't know how long it's been in the garage. There's nothing in the car!"

"Idiot! You don't know what to use when driving!"

Si Yunhai's whispered curses spread along the wind to the car, and Si Zexuan curled his lips, a little innocently.

"There are so many cars in the garage, how do I know which car is often driven?"

Moreover, Si Yunhai urged him anxiously, so he randomly picked his two favorites and started.

It was only after he drove out that he realized that the car had not been driven for a long time. He had filled up the gas on the way, otherwise he would not have been able to get here.

After a few more minutes, Sifu finally came back. No one knew what he was using to wipe his butt, and no one dared to ask.

Sifu opened the door and saw a light yellow sticky substance on his seat.

Even if it was his own thing, he felt disgusted.

He walked around to Si Zezheng's car door and said, "Azheng, move inside."

Si Zezheng had a bad look on his face, "Dad, how about I get out of the car first and let you sit inside?"

"Third brother, what do you mean? Do you dislike your father?"

Si Zezheng said nothing, but his acquiescence was obvious.

Si Yunhai moved his mouth, finally closed the door, and calmed down in the cold wind.

Si Zexuan was as outspoken as ever.

"Dad, remember, don't believe any bullshit. There's only one clear spot in the back seat."

"Shut up, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

Fortunately, only half an hour later, the Si family members came to pick him up.

The driver saw that the atmosphere among the masters was not right and did not dare to ask. He respectfully welcomed them into the car.

Si's father sat directly in the driver's seat, as if he was angry with the children and did not want to sit with them.

The three siblings had no choice but to sit in the back row, and Si Zexuan took the initiative to sit in the middle. As a result, he was so powerful that when he turned his head, he could see the things on Si Zezheng's face that he had not completely wiped clean.

The main reason is that Si Zezheng's face is so dark under the paint that even a little bit of yellow is particularly obvious!

So they tilted their heads and looked at Si Mianmian along the way, and saw the marks of the knife on Si Mianmian's face again.

His eyesight, which he was once proud of, now caused him great pain.

He hated Luo Jitong even more. If he hadn't fought with Luo Jitong, he wouldn't have left the team and gone home early to wait for the New Year.

The atmosphere in the car was too depressing, and the driver racked his brains to lighten the atmosphere, so he caught a glimpse of Si Yunhai's feet.

He said in surprise: "Hey, Master, why are you not wearing socks in such a cold weather?"

Si Fuhei glared at the driver with a sullen face. The driver's hands shook in fright and he almost hit the car into a tree.

Several people in the car understood something, everyone had strange expressions on their faces, and no one dared to say a word.

Finally returning to Si's house, Si Zezheng and Si Mianmian went upstairs to their rooms with dark faces and under the glances of the servants.

Si Zexuan was so dizzy from the smoke that he got out of the car. Before he had taken two steps, he heard Si Yunhai asking the servant.

"Is Madam back?"

The servant replied respectfully: "I haven't come back yet."

Si Yunhai was angry: "Why hasn't she come back yet? How long has it been?"

The servant was startled and said tremblingly: "Maybe... maybe he is taking care of the young lady's affairs."

"Axuan, contact your mother immediately and ask her to come back quickly."

Si Zexuan opened his mouth and wanted to say that he also wanted to take a hot bath first, but he was the only one at home who could use it now.

I can only agree, "Okay, I'll contact you now."

While watching Si Yunhai go upstairs, he dialed Si's mother's number. After dialing several times, he finally got through.

"Mom, where are you? Dad wants you to go home now."

——I, I don’t have time to go back these days.

On the other end of the phone, Si Mu's voice was very weak, and Si Zexuan couldn't help but worry.

"Mom, why are you so weak when talking? Are you sick?"

——I'm not sick. I went to City B to take care of your sister's affairs. I'll be back in a few days.

"But the Chinese New Year is coming, isn't there anything we can't be busy with after the New Year?"

——This matter must be finished now!

"Oh." Si Zexuan didn't dare to ask anymore when he heard that Si's mother's tone was not friendly, "Mom, please give Dad a call later."

--I see.

At this time, in a certain Sanwu small hotel, Si Mu looked at the flashing light bulbs and was so angry that she wanted to tear down the house.

"What a shabby hotel, no hot water, even the lights are broken!"

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't see anyone because of the traces on her body, she wouldn't even dare to go to a hotel. She would only dare to find such dark hotels where you can check in without registering an ID card.

He called the front desk angrily, "Hey, I'm a guest of 303. Didn't I ask you to send someone to fix the hot water? Why haven't you come? The lights here are also broken!"

——I just called the repairman, but he went back to his hometown for the Chinese New Year and didn't have time to repair it, so you'll have to do it overnight.

——It’s winter anyway, so you won’t die if you don’t take a shower.

"I need someone to fix it for me now! Otherwise, I'll be moved to another room!"

——There are no vacancies. Humph, you have already moved in. If we change your room again, then our waiters are not allowed to clean up two rooms?

"If you don't change my room, I will file a complaint against you!"

——If you can’t live in love, you can’t help but get out. The chickens sold during the Chinese New Year pretend to be clean.

Snapped.

The call was hung up.

Si Mu held her chest, which was so tight and painful from anger, that she rolled her eyes and almost fainted.