Chapter 1102
Chapter 1102: This is How You Train Soldiers (2)_1
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Finally, Flossie Wright dropped such a line.
The Boss was stunned for a while, awkwardly at a loss.
You eat barbecue, but no chili pepper?
Can soldiers not even eat chili peppers nowadays?
Dealing with such customers, the Boss felt internally shattered.
However, since the customer had spoken and had settled the bill, he could only follow the customer’s request, considering it saving on the cost of chili peppers.
While waiting for the barbecue to be served, Flossie switched on her cell phone out of boredom and soon received a call from Rowdy Brightwill.
"Ancestor, you finally turned on your phone."
As soon as the call connected, Rowdy Brightwill’s voice, full of emotion, came through.
"Is there something wrong?"
Sitting upright, Flossie asked nonchalantly, her eyes glancing towards the bustling street outside.
"How can there not be something wrong? You’ve made the old man so angry he’s ended up in the hospital." Taking a long sigh, Rowdy Brightwill spoke with deep concern, "Your mom asked me to persuade you, to bring something tomorrow, and sincerely apologize."
"I’m not wrong."
Flossie’s tone remained even.
She had expressed her own opinion, but it was just that the elder couldn’t accept it, and it was his emotions that had gotten worked up to the point of requiring a hospital stay.
She could compromise, for many things, but the elder being in the hospital wasn’t a reason for her to do so.
"Right, you’re not wrong. I don’t know what you said, but I trust you, you wouldn’t deliberately upset the old man, but..."
𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
His voice paused slightly, and Rowdy Brightwill’s tone softened, "But as descendants, our own thoughts are one thing, but in front of the elders, we should speak according to their wishes. We can’t often return, can’t take care of them; maybe we can’t even make it back when they’re sick and hospitalized. All we can do is to cajole them a bit."
Gazing down, Flossie frowned slightly but didn’t speak.
She never saw herself as a descendant of the Wright Family.
She understood her position and saw it clearly, but she had never put her heart into it.
With so little contact and the memories that remained in her mind being unpleasant, she had never tried to make an effort to play that role well.
Rowdy Brightwill didn’t know, nor did others.
They actually treated her as if she were the Flossie Wright from before.
She suddenly felt tired.
Her family, no, Erina Taylor’s family, was very unique.
With no siblings, all the focus at home was on her, but their way of interacting was like that of friends—no one ever commanded her to do anything just because they were "elders."
Her parents taught her how to respect people, but no one taught her how to respect elders.
And since that incident...
She had made friends who were on the same generational level.
In other words, she had no so-called elders anymore.
So, no one ever told her—to go along with the elders, to cajole them.
Undeniably, Rowdy Brightwill was also right.
Just as he said, soldiers like them rarely make it back home throughout the year, some not even for several years, and when they are home, they can only cater to the elders, reassure them, and make them happy.
This is the most fundamental filial piety for a child, for a descendant.
"You’re not angry, are you?"
After a long while without hearing a response from her, Rowdy Brightwill couldn’t help but ask cautiously.
Leaning back in her chair, Flossie closed her eyes briefly before opening them sharply, and said indifferently, "No."
"Phew," Rowdy Brightwill quickly breathed a sigh of relief, "I just wanted to advise you, in front of the old man, tell a lie, cajole him, and things might turn out differently."
— End of Chapter 1102 —