The Cannon Fodder Doesn't Want to Return to the Rich Family (Translated)

Chapter 58

Chapter 58

On a Saturday with a clear blue sky and a few clouds floating by,

Mr. Lu and Ms. Li, two very busy people, were abroad on a business trip again.

After breakfast, Lu Yao found his younger brother, Lu Qi, still sleeping soundly in bed, showing no signs of waking up.

After Lu Yao read in his room for a while, he heard a knock at the door. When he opened it, it was the housekeeper, Aunt Chen.

Lu Yao asked warmly, "Aunt Chen, is there something you need?"

Aunt Chen, holding a watering can, asked gently, "Lu Yao, I've just watered the orchids in the house. I wanted to ask if you'd like me to water the Marguerite flower in your room too."

Lu Yao replied, "No need, thank you, Aunt Chen. I've already watered it once. It doesn't need watering today."

Aunt Chen smiled and praised him, "Young master, you take such good care of it every day. No wonder the flower looks so beautiful."

The Marguerite flower in Lu Yao's room was almost entirely cared for by him alone, never entrusted to anyone else.

After Aunt Chen left, Lu Yao sat back in his room's armchair and looked at the Marguerite flower on the windowsill, blooming vigorously under the sunlight, with its petals radiant and charming.

Seeing the flower reminded Lu Yao of the person who gave it to him, Jiang Bai.

Thinking about Jiang Bai, Lu Yao realized that by now, Jiang Bai must have been up for a while. It would be a good time to visit the Jiang house to borrow the book without disturbing Jiang Bai's rest.

A few days ago, Lu Yao wanted to buy a novel published in the 1970s, but it was no longer in print and not available online or second-hand. When Jiang Bai learned Lu Yao was looking for this book, he mentioned he had a copy in his collection and could lend it to him.

When Lu Yao arrived at the Jiang house, Mr. Jiang was leisurely practicing Tai Chi in the garden.

Lu Yao had been visiting the Jiang house frequently, so Mr. Jiang had grown accustomed to his presence and didn't treat him as a stranger.

Mr. Jiang, with a kind smile, asked, "Lu Yao, have you had breakfast? If not, you can have it with us."

Lu Yao replied warmly, "Grandpa Jiang, no need to trouble yourself. I've already eaten. Is Jiang Bai up? I'd like to borrow a book from him."

Mr. Jiang replied with a smile, "He's been up for a while. He's in his studio painting now. You can go up and find him yourself. You know where his studio is, don't you?"

Lu Yao, having visited the Jiang house many times, was already familiar with the layout.

He nodded slightly and said, "I won't disturb you further, Grandpa Jiang."

Mr. Jiang waved his hand casually, "Go ahead."

"Knock, knock"

In the studio, Jiang Bai was adding color to his artwork when he heard the knock. He frowned slightly; usually, no one came to the studio while he was painting.

Jiang Bai set aside his brush and walked to the door to open it.

Seeing Lu Yao, Jiang Bai's expression softened instantly, and his voice carried a natural warmth and surprise.

"What brings you here all of a sudden?"

Lu Yao replied, "I came to borrow the book we talked about."

Through the wide-open door of the studio, Lu Yao saw many paintings and an incomplete one near the window, with various paints and brushes scattered on the nearby table.