Old Wang Doesn't want to be Tragic (Rebirth)

17.1 New home

"This will be your room from now on." Mrs.Cheng walked forward and opened the door to the guest room. The young man stood outside the door cautiously with a one-year-old child in his arms.

After seeing off their grandfather for the last time, Ji Lianhuo and Ji Dabao were sent to the villa by the driver. Wang Zhaomou answered the phone and left. The person who received them was Mrs. Cheng in an apron.

Ji Lianhuo has never seen such a beautiful house. The clean and smooth lawn in front of the villa is still green in winter. The living room on the first floor of the house is larger than the previous yard. There are many brand-new furniture in the room and somethings Ji Lianhuo had never heard of before.

As soon as he entered the villa, Ji Lianhuo took two steps and noticed that Mrs. Cheng turned around to look at something. Ji Lianhuo turned his head carefully and saw a few dirty footprints on the clean floor.

"I'm sorry." Ji Lianhuo's neck turned red and he hurriedly took off his cloth shoes and stepped on the floor.

"It's okay, just wait here." Mrs. Cheng quickly went to get the slippers. Ji Lianhuo held Ji Dabao with one hand, lowered his head and pulled his sleeves, and quickly wiped away the dirty footprints on the floor.

Ji Dabao frowned and raised his hand to scratch his nose.

Mrs. Cheng brought clean slippers over and asked the young man to put them on. Ji Lianhuo thanked her quickly and carefully put on the velvet slippers. His feet immediately felt warm.

"The young master informed me before and asked me to clean up a guest room." Mrs. Cheng walked forward, trying to hide her curiosity and said in a natural tone, "I heard that you have a child, so I found a suite for you."

Mrs. Cheng led the young boy and child into the guest room and gave a brief introduction, "This has a separate bathroom. The master room is yours. If you have any needs, you can tell me. The auxiliary room is for the children. I bought a small bed. Someone will come and install it tomorrow."

"Thank you." Ji Lianhuo lowered his head and thanked her, his eyes full of gratitude.

Seeing young Man's sincere attitude, Mrs. Cheng also smiled and said, "To be honest, I was quite surprised when the Young Master called me to clean up. After all, the Young Master has never invited guests to stay in the villa for a long time before."

Ji Lianhuo pursed his thin lips, and his ears felt a little hot for some reason.

"But it's okay." Mrs. Cheng looked at the young man's red ears and smiled, "On weekdays, it's just me and the young master. It's deserted. Only Mr. Su occasionally comes to take a look. Now that you and this child are here, It’s somewhat became lively.”

Master Su... who is it?

Ji Lianhuo's lips moved, but he didn't dare to ask.

"You clean up first, and I'll prepare dinner." Mrs. Cheng looked at the young man's taciturn expression and walked out of the room with a smile, leaving space for the two of them.

As soon as the door was closed, Ji Dabao watched Ji Lianhuo look around cautiously, touching this and poking that carefully, and finally sat on the edge of the bed without restraint. Suddenly he remembered something, got up quickly, and looked at the place where he had been sitting if it had leave any dirty marks.

The room has a desk, a dressing table, a wardrobe, a flat-screen TV, and all the furniture. There is also a soft white bench at the end of the two-meter bed.

The lights in the room were simple and elegant crystal lamps, with auxiliary lamps around them. Ji Dabao looked at his uncle, sitting on the floor like a native dog, looking up at the beautiful crystal lamps.

Ji Dabao raised a smile that was three-quarters disdainful, three-quarters cool, and four-quarters careless, and said in his heart:

'This is nothing!

In my previous life, my uncle owned real estates almost all over the world, and even bought several small islands with pleasant climates. Which place is not better than this one?'

Ji Lianhuo looked at the beautiful lamp above his head for a while, then lowered his head and saw Ji Dabao's small mouth, twisting as if he had had a stroke.

Ji Lianhuo subconsciously patted child's face and moved Ji Dabao's mouth back to its original position with his fingers.

"You like it here too, don't you?" Ji Lianhuo tried hard to suppress his inner excitement and raised Ji Dabao with both hands.

"We have a family!"

Ji Dabao burped as he was lifted up, and his two calves were dancing helplessly in the air.

"You have to be good from now on." Ji Lianhuo put down the baby and pinched his nephew's nose, "Unless it is an emergency, you are not allowed to cry or make noise to disturbe Brother Zhaomou, do you understand?"

Ji Dabao pursed his lips and thought: In your heart, am I more important, or is that man more important?

It must be me who is important.

Ji Dabao waved his fist, convinced of his judgment.

He is his nephew, blood is thicker than water!

Everything around him was clean. Ji Lianhuo looked down at the blood stains on his clothes, carried Ji Dabao into the bathroom, put Ji Dabao into the bathtub, walked to the smooth sink, took off his single clothes, and showed off his clothes. A thin body covered with a thin layer of muscles, with all kinds of old marks, is shocking at first glance.

Ji Lianhuo slightly wet the blood-stained area on his clothes, applied soap, and rubbed it hard.

These bloodstains were accidentally spattered when he hit Li Daquan before. According to Ji Lianhuo's understanding of Li Daquan, if he hit him, he would never let it go, and he might even use his injuries to come after him looking for trouble.

In short, even if extreme circumstances arise, he must not implicate Brother Zhaomou.

Thinking of that gambler, Ji Lianhuo's eyes flashed with darkness, and he only regretted that he hadn't been ruthless enough at that time.

The blood stains on the clothes were cleaned, and the whole clothes were soaked. Ji Lianhuo twisted them hard and heard the clothes "tearing" several times.

Ji Lianhuo hurriedly unfolded his only unlined garment, only to see that two slits had been twisted open at the back of the garment, leaving only a few fibers that were barely connected.

Ji Dabao stood in the bathtub, looking at his uncle's slightly embarrassed look, and smiled secretly.

'Ever since I could remember, I knew that my uncle was very strong and could easily lift two boxes of apples that even an adult man could barely carry. If it weren't for him, my uncle wouldn't have chosen to set up a stall to sell fruits. I'm afraid he would has become a model worker for moving bricks.'

Ji Lianhuo looked at the unlined clothes, his eyelids drooped, he hung the unlined clothes on the drying rack, stood in front of the sink, poured soap and water, and washed his body carefully.

Ji Dabao glanced at the shower next to him and said "wow" twice. When Ji Lianhuo looked over, he pointed with his little hand.

Ji Lianhuo stood in front of the shower with soap foam hanging on his body. He looked at the round faucets with metallic luster and hesitated.