Rich third generation, dangerous

The next morning, both of them were awakened by the crisp collision sounds coming from the living room. Ji Rongyu took out his cell phone and checked the time. It was already half past nine.

He was so angry that he couldn't help but punch Lu Xinyang who was stretching next to him.

Lu Xinyang was beaten so hard that he was dazed and opened his eyes in a daze.

"What are you doing... Ouch," he rubbed his sore neck, raised his arm and twisted it, and said uncertainly, "I think I have a stiff neck? That shouldn't be the case, I sleep well."

"You are such a piece of shit." Ji Rongyu said.

He thought he had a say in this matter because he was sleeping soundly last night when he was suddenly woken up by a punch from Lu Xinyang.

Maybe people retain the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm even when they are asleep. Strictly speaking, Ji Rongyu woke up when Lu Xinyang turned over and rolled towards him, but he didn't come to his senses and didn't know why he woke up. He just watched Lu Xinyang's hand break free from the quilt again and slap himself in the face.

Ji Rongyu immediately threw away the heavy burden of his image and tried to kick Lu Xinyang away with his hands and feet. However, the man was sleeping soundly and did not move, and Ji Rongyu was almost knocked off the bed by the reaction force.

"Really?" After listening to the victim's accusation, Lu Xinyang pinched his neck, then pinched Ji Rongyu's arm through his pajamas, and then concluded, "Is it possible that you didn't hit me when you were asleep, but you just didn't hit me."

Ji Rongyu, who didn't get an apology and was even blamed for it, said: "...Get out, get out now, you are not welcome in my house."

Lu Xinyang was thick-skinned and refused to leave. He even wanted to wrestle with Ji Rongyu, but there was a clear knock on the door: "Are you up?"

Ji Guanghui opened the door and came in, raised his chin towards them and said, "It's good that you're up. Come on, come with me to get some good fortune."

"What?" Lu Xinyang sat up straight. "Where is it?"

Ji Guanghui said mysteriously, "It's in the living room. You'll know when you come."

Ji Rongyu covered his sleep-swollen eyes with his hands. He vaguely guessed something and didn't move. Lu Xinyang, on the other hand, was relatively young and had never been subjected to this kind of trick before. He was so excited that he suddenly lost his sleepiness: "Wow, there is such a good thing!"

He thought excitedly, Ji Rongyu’s grandfather is so amazing, he can tell fortunes and bring good luck, I’m going to learn something new today!

"I'll be right there!" Lu Xinyang replied as he jumped off the bed, stepping barefoot on the floor. "Hey, where are my slippers?"

Ji Rongyu glanced under the bed: "This way."

Last night, they both climbed into bed from the same side. Lu Xinyang grabbed his down jacket and hurriedly put it on, not paying attention and wearing Ji Rongyu's slippers. Ji Rongyu was about to call him when he heard him say, "Happy New Year! Don't be angry with me. I'll come back and share my blessings with you when I get them!"

After saying that, the man ran out.

The air conditioning in the living room was not turned on high enough. Lu Xinyang had just crawled out of the duvet, and the contrast between hot and cold was even more obvious. He quickened his pace and strode towards the living room, relying entirely on the heat emanating from his heart to resist the external cold.

Then his fiery eyes saw Ji Guanghui stop in front of a pile of broken porcelain pieces and said confidently: "Here, help me clean up this. I will give you half of my peace."

Lu Xinyang: “…………”

The passion of being deceived was extinguished in an instant.

"I knew it," Ji Rongyu walked out of the room slowly and stuffed a pair of navy blue flannel pajamas into Lu Xinyang's hands. "Give me back my slippers."

Lu Xinyang lazily changed his shoes with Ji Rongyu and put on his pants. After trying to hold it in for a while, he couldn't help but whispered to him, "Your grandfather looks quite young."

"You're quite good at talking, too." Ji Rongyu turned up the air conditioner a bit, and squatted with Lu Xinyang to pick up the broken porcelain pieces, wrap them in paper towels, and wipe off the soup on the ground.

This was something Ji Guanghui accidentally broke after breakfast. He cooked some dumplings and bought a cup of soy milk after his morning walk, but it was all just for him. He didn't make any arrangements for what the two people sleeping in the room would eat after they got up.

Ji Rongyu touched his hungry stomach and walked towards the kitchen. Lu Xinyang followed him closely: "What are we going to eat later?"

"Let me see," Ji Rongyu found a bottle of brown sugar from the refrigerator and asked him, "Do you want to eat Yuanxiao?"

I have to go back to the crew tomorrow afternoon, so I definitely won’t be able to celebrate the Lantern Festival. Ji Rongyu thought about having a meal at home in advance as a token of his appreciation.

"Forget the brown sugar..." Lu Xinyang said bitterly, "I drank too much ginger sugar water."

Yes, whenever the crew was shooting on location, they would boil huge buckets of ginger sugar water. Although Ji Rongyu didn't drink much, he felt sick of it just thinking about it.

So the brown sugar was discarded, and he took out the braised pig's trotters that he had prepared in advance, and cooked them until the skin and meat were soft and juicy, with the aroma of sauce. He added some tomatoes, green vegetables, enoki mushrooms and a few quail eggs, and ate two bowls of chewy noodles with the beef bone soup from last night.

The snow-white noodles absorbed the soup, becoming shiny and smooth, fresh and salty, and releasing a refreshing wheat aroma while chewing. In order to remove the greasy feeling of the meat, Ji Rongyu also added an appropriate amount of balsamic vinegar, Sichuan pepper and chili peppers, and finally took out some kimchi and pickled ginger from the sealed jar as a side dish.

Lu Xinyang was very satisfied with the meal. He put down his bowl and said, "Let's make the same thing for lunch as last night. That carrot stewed with beef tendon is so delicious. I want to eat more."

"Did I agree?"

"You don't agree?"

Ji Rongyu snorted, wiped his mouth and left. Lu Xinyang asked loudly from behind, "You really don't agree?" But he got no answer.

Lu Xinyang was left alone to wash dishes and pots. Ji Rongyu's indifference made him feel a little lost. This loss reminded him of the days when he was not lost.

For example, when I first met Ji Rongyu.

He was so awesome at that time. He even asked to change his role, but Ji Rongyu didn't say a bad word to him. Later, he was very considerate and took him to the night market, helped him familiarize himself with the role, and treated him to delicious food.

Of course, after seeing so much hard work behind the scenes on the crew, Lu Xinyang knew that his behavior at the time was very rude, but reason aside, he still missed the wonderful time when Ji Rongyu treated him so kindly.

He was wearing Ji Rongyu's clothes, the sleeves of which were a little short, but Lu Xinyang rolled them up first, then took a sponge to wash the dishes. He even washed the chopsticks that Ji Guanghui had thrown in the sink, put them on the rack to dry, and finally wiped off the water stains on the countertop with a rag.

This process was done very skillfully, and Lu Xinyang regained his confidence skillfully. He thought to himself, if he didn't become a big star in the future, he could still be a cleaner. With his level of skill, he would definitely be a shining three-good cleaner!

Seeing that all the work in the kitchen was done, Ji Guanghui came over with her hands behind her back: "The weather is nice today, you two should go out for a walk later, don't stay at home bored."

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the first thing they do is chase people away.

When Ji Rongyu was not home, the empty-nest old man missed his grandson very much, but when his grandson was really in front of him, he felt annoyed if he looked at him for more than a few seconds.

However, Ji Rongyu did have to go out. Although he bought a lot of dishes yesterday, he didn't consider Lu Xinyang's taste, so he decided to buy some more of his favorites.

Anyway, there are only two meals left, so he is still willing to do this out of kindness.

Moreover, Lu Xinyang wanted to buy a new mobile phone and apply for a phone card, so Ji Rongyu called Tang Lin, told him what was going on, and asked him if it would be convenient for him to go out and deliver Lu Xinyang's ID card to the city center.

It took Tang Lin a while to digest this matter. He couldn't help but start to worry. What if Lu Xinyang really went back to inherit the family property? Would he be fired, or would he be promoted to the young president's personal male secretary?

However, it seems a bit too far-sighted to think about this now, because the bigger problem is...

"Brother Lu's ID card is at my house, but my parents and I are in the suburbs visiting my grandparents," Tang Lin said awkwardly. "The earliest we can get back is this afternoon."

"...Forget it, just stay with the old man for a while. We're going back to the crew tomorrow anyway, so just go to the business office again before going back." Ji Rongyu couldn't be so unkind as to call him back, so he had to hang up the phone and turned to glare at Lu Xinyang.

The culprit who had been losing things was still standing there with an innocent look on his face. Ji Rongyu said again, "Why are you looking at me? Go change your clothes. Didn't I just ask what we want for lunch? I'll take you to the supermarket and you can choose for yourself."

"Okay, okay, okay." Lu Xinyang acted quickly, packed up in two minutes and went out with Ji Rongyu.

The sunshine today was really great. When he got downstairs, Ji Rongyu looked up and the first thing he saw was the car that Lu Xinyang drove last night.

Brand new, shiny, and worth the money!

Many people passing by would take a few more glances at the car, and Ji Rongyu was no exception. After all, he didn't see it clearly last night. Although he was happy to get the first passenger seat, he couldn't even remember what the car looked like.

Looking at the cool silver-white color of the car, Ji Rongyu somehow remembered the first time he met Lu Xinyang.

In the dimly lit garage, Lu Xinyang got out of the car, and he looked very cool when he closed the door and looked up.

At that time, he thought the boy was much more handsome than the car.

"Do you want to drive? This is what my uncle gave me yesterday. It feels really good." Lu Xinyang reached into his pocket, and then the carefree look on his face froze. "Oh, I forgot the key was in my own clothes. I'm wearing your clothes now..."

Ji Rongyu: “…………”

He sighed and thought that if Lu Xinyang could be smarter, he would definitely be more handsome than he is now.

That's it, and he's a rich second generation, that's dangerous enough.

Ji Rongyu couldn't help but worry whether their Lao Lu family would be able to produce a third generation of rich people in the future.

Just as Lu Xinyang was about to turn around and run back, Ji Rongyu stopped him: "Why drive? You can just walk. It's not far. Besides, do you remember how much you ate last night? If you don't exercise, you'll be scolded."

"You're right." Lu Xinyang pinched his face warily and walked forward with big strides.

When they arrived downstairs at the supermarket, Lu Xinyang took a shopping cart on his own initiative. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few young people taking care of their puppies. He thought the little clothes the dogs were wearing were very cute. When he was about to tell Ji Rongyu about it, he found that Ji Rongyu was also staring at them intently.

He felt as if he had discovered an Easter egg: "Do you like the Stitch clothes on the puppy too?"

"I don't like it," Ji Rongyu said with a somewhat grim expression, "I wanted to buy a small dog for my grandfather, but he said it was too much trouble and he didn't want to serve him."

Ji Rongyu rarely paid attention to these pets before, but now that he wants to buy one for his grandfather to relieve his boredom, he pays more attention to them. "But I can't tell if he really doesn't like it or if he wants to save me money."

After all, there are many examples of people who say they reject furry animals but find that they are really delicious when they raise them.

Lu Xinyang thought about it and suggested sincerely: "Why don't you buy him some chickens and ducks, teach them to poop less and lay more eggs, and then you can just make soup with them when you don't want to raise them anymore."

Ji Rongyu thought for two seconds, then nodded slowly: "It's rare that you can come up with such a good idea."