Chapter-92: beating zed lark
"I ran a lot today. It was really hard. I really need to replenish my energy." Wendy Lark, who was standing next to him, saw it but did not get involved. She just smiled slightly. As a craftsman, she was of course very happy that everyone was so supportive.
Mary was full and came over to say softly, "Miss Celia Yates and the others haven't eaten yet. What should we do? I guess they haven't prepared any dry food." Wendy Lark thought about it, stood up and served two bowls of rice.
She poured the steaming hot soup over the rice, which was shiny and smelled delicious. She didn't say hello to anyone, but took Mary's hand and walked away silently with the rice. Just as they walked a distance, a figure blocked their way,
"Second Aunt, Sister Wendy Lark, this meal smells so good. Come to think of it, I have never eaten the meal you cooked before..." It was the eldest grandson of the lark family, Zed lark. He was unkempt and exuded a sour smell.
He had completely lost the demeanor of a noble young man he once had. Wendy Lark wrinkled her nose in disdain. If she couldn't take a shower frequently, then couldn't she change her clothes more often? It stinks. The eldest room is becoming less and less elegant.
"You're blocking my way." Zed lark not only refused to let them go, but also stared at the rice in their hands, her eyes salivating, her saliva almost flowing down. "Give me these two bowls of rice."
Give it to him? He said it so confidently, and even regarded himself as the eldest son of the Lark family. Wendy Lark was extremely impatient. The woman in the first house was sensible, but the man was a little confused. "Reason…"
Zed lark's eyes flashed, and she said as a matter of course, "I am your cousin, the future head of the Lark family, and the hope of the Lark family. Sister Wendy Lark, you are so smart that you should know what a married woman relies on, which is her parents' family."
The implication is that if you want to have him as your backer in the future, you should be nice to him and provide for him. This is the mainstream thinking of this era, but unfortunately, it doesn't work for Wendy Lark.
Wendy Lark couldn't help but laugh. Not to mention that the Lark family had fallen on hard times, just look at Zed lark. The family poured the best resources into him and trained him as the heir. If everything is safe and sound, I can be a maintainer.
Logically speaking, when the family is in danger, he should step forward to turn the tide, protect the family members, and find a way out for the entire family. This is what an heir should do. But obviously he couldn't do it.
He didn't feel any sense of responsibility and was very depressed. He missed the good times in the past from time to time, which made him procrastinate when asked to do things.
Not only him, but also his father and son are still immersed in the beautiful dreams of the past and have not completely accepted the reality. Men are more fragile than women and cannot withstand more blows.
"Wrong, the only one you can rely on is yourself. You are not as smart and capable as me, and you don't have my scheming and tactics. Do you still want to be my support?" She saw through Zed lark's thoughts at a glance.
She herself had no ability but was always thinking of crooked ways. He wasn't like this before. Although he was annoying and arrogant, he disdained to play tricks.
"You want to exploit me, to serve you, to feed you with good food and drink, Hahaha, it's impossible in this life, why don't you hang yourself with a rope and see if it works in the next life…?"
She has always been direct and sharp, revealing the other person's thoughts in one sentence and slapping him hard in the face. It's useless for a man to not strive for progress and protect his wife, children and parents.
Zed lark's face was burning hot, and she couldn't help but get angry and embarrassed. "You are a woman, what's the use of being smart? You can neither achieve success nor pass on the family line. How dare a little girl talk to me like this? Do you believe I will beat you up...?"
When Adam smith walked out and saw this scene, his eyes darkened. He despised those scum who bullied women the most. Just as he was about to go over to rescue, he saw Wendy Lark kicking Zed lark hard in the knee.
His legs went weak and he fell to his knees in front of Wendy Lark, grimacing in pain. Wendy Lark looked down upon him with extreme disdain, "That's it? Hahaha…"
In her previous life, she was thrown into special training in the army every summer vacation and she learned a lot, including grappling and kicking techniques. Although her moves were fancy, she had no problem dealing with one or two grown men.
Of course, when facing a real master, you still have to admit defeat. She stepped forward and kicked twice more, and only after she felt relieved did she pull Mary away. Adam smith watched the whole process and the corners of his mouth twitched.
The attendants behind him stared with wide eyes, "Miss Wendy lark is an extraordinary person, even more fierce and aggressive than the women at the border." Adam smith said calmly, "It's because her cousin is too weak."
A loser who is not even as good as a woman actually dares to say that he is Wendy Lark's support. There's something wrong with your brain! The follower was stunned. How could he hear that he was defending Miss Wendy lark? No way?
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