PDLP Chapter 412 Cargo Ship Returns
Chapter 412 Cargo Ship Returns
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Guanhua took off the dirty outer layer of clothing and lay down on the small bed.
The entire movement was fluid and graceful, carrying a naive and self-righteous rudeness.
"Wait! Don't lie down yet!"
Er'er screamed, and Wu Yunzhi struggled to get up and went to the next room.
He was stunned when he saw Song Guanhua.
"How did you get on the ship, kid?"
Song Guanhua smiled, showing no impatience, and repeated what he had just said.
"Wait! So you mean your parents didn't know? You ran away without their knowledge?"
Wu Yunzhi's voice grew louder and louder, and even Steward Lin, who was checking the ledgers on the upper deck, heard it.
Remembering that his employer had said one of the two guests on the top floor couldn't board the boat, he had no choice but to put down what he was doing and head towards the gangway.
The moment it saw Song Guanhua, a sharp explosion rang out.
"Fourth Prince! What are you doing?"
Song Guanhua's patience had completely worn off, and she gave Steward Lin a perfunctory smile.
"Ah ah ah..."
Manager Lin gasped, his vision went black, and he swayed, almost collapsing on the spot.
"Good heavens! My little darling, if the owner finds out you've run onto the ship like this, not only will you get scolded, but I'll be in trouble too..."
Manager Lin's voice changed, sounding like he was crying, and he practically tumbled and crawled inside.
But Song Guanhua didn't take it seriously. He turned around nonchalantly, even with a hint of excitement.
Their little faces beamed with surprise: "Manager Lin, don't worry. I've already told my parents that a good man should have ambitions beyond his hometown. I'm just going out with Er'er to broaden my horizons and gain some experience!"
Er'er snorted coldly: "What kind of world does a little kid like you have to see? We're not going out to play."
Looking at Song Guanhua's arrogant and ignorant attitude, I wish I could hit him.
"Master, please sit down."
Er'er noticed out of the corner of her eye that her master's complexion was not quite right. Worried that he was about to vomit again, she didn't care about that brat Song Guanhua and quickly helped her master to sit down on a stool.
Then he took out some menthol ointment from his bundle.
In an instant, a refreshing fragrance filled the cabin.
"Manager Lin, tell the helmsman to turn around! Send this brat back."
Er'er turned and saw Song Guanhua's pleading eyes, and said without any mercy.
Manager Lin immediately snapped out of his daze and practically roared the order: "Turn around! Quickly! Turn around and head back to the dock immediately!"
Upon realizing that the ship was turning, Wu Yunzhi and Song Guanhua were undoubtedly the most distraught.
The first one was seasick and felt unwell, while the second one refused to go back.
"No! I'm not going back."
The little brat was dumbfounded. The boat had already sailed away, why turn back? Weren't they afraid of wasting time?
"You can't decide this yourself. When your family agrees to let you go out and make your own way, no one will stop you."
Er'er has a sharp eye; she noticed that the child's mouth was dry.
Out of a moment of weakness, I poured her a glass of water and handed it to her.
"But I left them a note, I really told them."
Song Guanhua could no longer laugh.
Er'er sighed helplessly: "But you didn't discuss it with them! You just left a note and ran away without warning. They'll worry. You don't want your mother to be crying all the time, do you?"
Song Guanhua pursed her lips, it was unclear whether she had heard him or not.
Did you discuss it with your family before coming out?
Song Guanhua lay flat on the small boat, looking at Er'er standing in front of him with resentment.
"Of course, see those bundles? My older sister prepared them for my trip."
Er'er pointed, and Song Guanhua had already noticed it.
“You’re not grown up yet. You can’t make all the decisions about many things. At your age, you have no skills and no ability to protect yourself. You’d be lucky if you didn’t get kidnapped and become a beggar when you go out.”
Song Guanhua wrinkled her nose: "Why do I feel like you're insulting me?"
Er'er smiled meaningfully.
……
"Will Father's boat come back? Why don't we just chase after it?"
Song Guanqi stood in the middle, looking at the sea with a worried expression on his face.
Qingshan frowned, but his tone was relaxed: "Your silly brother can't hold back. He'll definitely pop his head out as soon as the ship starts moving. If Manager Lin had noticed, he should have already turned back by now."
Qingshan knew the brat's character, but his worries did not diminish at all.
The ship finally docked again, and the dock was still brightly lit.
As soon as the gangway was lowered, Manager Lin practically carried Song Guanhua down with a half-pleading, half-carrying gesture.
"draw……"
Song Guanshu rushed forward and hugged her younger brother tightly, saying, "You scared your mother to death, you know that?"
Song Guanshu looked at his younger brother in his arms for a moment, then pulled him to Jiuya's side.
Song Guanhua looked up at her mother awkwardly, and saw that her mother's eyes were swollen like peaches, obviously she had been crying for a long time.