Chapter 316 As long as we have enough to eat

They live in an outdoor villa resembling a courtyard.

The exterior decoration looks antique, but once you push open the door, you'll find a completely modern residence.

“Grandma’s little courtyard is nice, and this is nice too.” Shen Buyu smiled and nestled into the sofa.

She grabbed a white plush pillow, hugged it to her chest, and took out her phone to text Si Jingxu.

"Whatever you like," Song Jingyi said lazily, sitting on the sofa next to her. "Get off."

"Huh?" Shen Buyu put down his phone.

The second half of the sentence was definitely not directed at her, so she quickly looked up and around.

Someone suddenly appeared on the second-floor railing.

A handsome young man with deep-set eyes, blond hair, and blue eyes.

He gave Shen Buyu a simple, honest smile and waved, "Ciao~"

“Nick, an Italian,” Song Jingyi introduced to his sister. “He is the son of Qi Song Shuchen.”

"Oh, hello." After saying that, Shen Buyu asked Song Jingyi, "Can he speak Chinese? Or English? I'm afraid I can't speak Italian."

“Speak to him in Chinese,” Song Jingyi said, not one to tolerate anyone. “If you don’t understand, just ignore him.”

"Boss, how could you treat me so cruelly?" Nick came downstairs speaking in Mandarin with an accent very similar to A-Cheng's.

Shen Buyu blinked; it was too obvious who had taught him.

“Hi, miss, you can just call me Nick,” Nick said, extending his hand. “You’re beautiful, and you look just like the boss.”

"Hey! Hey! Put your paws away!" Ah Cheng came in and threw the lighter in his hand at them. "You already have a wife, don't touch our ladies."

“You don’t know anything. I was just greeting the lady,” Nick straightened up and looked at A-Cheng with displeasure. “You should learn more about gentlemanly etiquette, or you’ll never find a wife.”

“I’m not a gentleman? I’ve been studying gentlemanly etiquette for days,” A-Cheng said, walking up to Shen Buyu and giving her a gentlemanly bow. “Beautiful lady, I’m sorry I didn’t catch any fish for you. What shall we eat tonight?”

Shen Buyu hugged the pillow and chuckled.

These people are really nice.

With them around, Jingyi-ge isn't always so bored.

"Anything is fine with me, barbecue, hot pot, stir-fried dishes, rice, anything is fine, as long as I'm full, it's up to you guys."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and went to reply to Si Jingxu's message.

Suddenly, I felt the air around me go quiet, and the atmosphere was a bit eerie.

"What's wrong with you all?" she asked cautiously in a soft voice. Everyone looked quite upset. "Did I say something wrong?"

She frowned, trying hard to recall if she had said anything offensive.

"Miss, it's alright." Mu Zi put her hand on her shoulder. "We'll eat whatever you want."

"Huh?" Shen Buyu looked at Song Jingyi again, "Brother Jingyi, what's wrong?"

"Waaaaah, Miss, my Miss, what a miserable life you had when you were little! That bastard Yan Qihang, I should have made him suffer for a few more days." Acheng sat down on the carpet and started crying.

Such a good young lady, yet she can say "as long as I'm full," is because she was never full when she was a child.

Waaaaah, how could this happen?

He sighed silently, but felt a warmth in his heart.

Apart from Jingyi, no one else had any connection with her, but they genuinely treated her as one of their own.

I feel sorry for her because of the distant past.

"Let me think... I want steamed fish, cola ribs, grilled beef, and tempura shrimp. For my main dish, I want oil-splashed noodles, and for soup, I want Buddha Jumps Over the Wall." Shen Buyu cleared his throat. "If there's not enough time to prepare, Yangzhou fried rice will do. I'm hungry."

"Amo, go and prepare." Song Jingyi stood up. "I'll take you to your room. You can rest for a bit. I'll call you for dinner later."

"Muzi, let's go." It was agreed when we arrived that Muzi would share a room with her.

Acheng grumbled and envied Muzi.

If only he were a woman, the young lady would be his.

Ze Ming came over and kicked him in the butt, "Get to work."

“Chen Mo went, didn’t he? I’m not going,” A-Cheng said, ignoring Ze Ming. “I’m going to wait for Miss here.”

“Go to the courtyard and set up a swing for the young lady.” Ze Ming glanced at him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to report to Brother Yi later, this job would never have been given to Baldy.

Upon hearing that it was related to Shen Buyu, Acheng jumped up immediately. "You should have said so earlier, Nick. Let's go ride the swings."

“Okay.” Nick followed A-Cheng out eagerly. “Your last photo is still posted at the military factory. Everyone’s laughing their heads off.”

Acheng: "So annoying."

After settling in, Song Jingyi remained silent, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and went downstairs.

Ze Ming immediately took out a lighter from his pocket and handed it over.

“Go to the yard,” Song Jingyi said. “Tell the people who come that they shouldn’t smoke in front of Xiaoyu, and they can’t do it inside either.”

"Yes, Brother Yi."

The two walked into the courtyard. Song Jingyi casually sat down on the armchair, took out a lighter with his well-defined knuckles, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled white smoke.

"Did you bring the things?"

“Yes, Yi-ge, it’s in the study,” Ze-ming replied. “When do you plan to give it to Miss?”

"Tonight," Song Jingyi replied casually, "then it will be evening."

"yes."

"Have someone lay thick cushions on all the benches and chairs in the yard."

"Why lay out a mat?" Ze Ming asked, puzzled.

“Xiaoyu needs to sit; it’s too cold,” Song Jingyi replied. “Also, you should redo the yard surveillance system.”

"I understand." Ze Ming knew the young lady's position in Yi Ge's heart.

He knew what to do.

Not far away, Acheng and Nick were deftly assembling the silent swing.

The two worked quickly and soon finished most of it.

Song Jingyi smoked a cigarette and quietly stared at the swing set.

Through the white mist, he seemed to see a little girl in a white princess dress, wearing a crown, swinging on a swing.

Her smile was brighter than any flower, and she said to the older boy behind her, "Brother, a little taller."

“Yi-ge,” Ze-ming suddenly spoke up, “Miss is here.”

Song Jingyi quickly sat up straight and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

Two grown men were frantically waving cigarettes around.

"Brother Jingyi." Shen Buyu came over with Mu Zi.

"Why don't you rest for a while?" Song Jingyi led her to the swing set. "Let's take a look at your swing."

"I want to ask you, are we going to see Grandma tomorrow?" Shen Buyu pretended not to see Song Jingyi smoking.

She would always offer him some words of comfort in other matters.

However, smoking is bad for your health. If you can quit, quit; if you can't quit, smoke less.

“Okay, I’ll go tomorrow,” Song Jingyi asked her. “Do you have something to do?”

"No, I'm just checking. My mom said it's best to visit deceased people in the morning, so let's get up early tomorrow," Shen Buyu said. "Are Grandpa and Grandma together? When did they pass away?"