Chapter 130 Going to Zhou's House for Dinner

There are a pile of packaging boxes in the counter, which are specially used to package the goods on the counter, but the counter clerks will not mention it proactively. They will only give it to you if you ask for it.

Wen Zhile asked them to help pack it. Before leaving, she took out two ribbons from her schoolbag, tied a bow around the square box, and stuffed it into her schoolbag.

These two ribbons were two of a pair that Zhou Jihuai bought for her when her neck was injured. The schoolbag was also given by him. She didn't know from which day on, but she could see Zhou Jihuai's figure everywhere around her.

"Xiaojiu, our Brother Zhou is really rich."

The little girl paid the money, put on her bag and went out, hailing a taxi to go back to school.

【Hahahahaha.】

【You are also very rich. 】

"Yeah, hahahaha, it's a pity that you are not a human, otherwise I would definitely give you a bunch of gifts."

[Although it’s not the case anymore, I can still receive gifts. You can buy it, sister.]

Wen Zhile couldn't help being surprised.

"How can I give it to you after I buy it?"

[Put it in your living room, study or anywhere else, I will take it away. ]

Wen Zhile had never expected this answer: "Can't I just leave it outside or give it to you directly?"

[No, sister.]

【It can only be placed in your home. 】

Another line of words immediately appeared on the back of the chair in front of me: [Because I am tied to you, I can only go to your house after leaving the parasitic space. This is the rule here.]

So that's what happened. Wen Zhile turned to ask Xiaojiu what gift he wanted. Xiaojiu appeared after she got off the car at the school gate and made a list.

She raised her head and counted in amazement. There were thirteen rows from top to bottom.

She saw one thing from the list: Xiaojiu was a boy.

"It seems that Ultraman will be broadcast in a few years?"

She remembered that in her previous life, the show was broadcast first on Shanghai TV. At that time, Xingxing was already in the second grade of elementary school. As soon as she got out of school in the evening, she would run to her house and ask her to watch it with her. According to Xingxing's grade, the show was broadcast in 1992.

[Then wait a few years. I'm not in a hurry. I won't leave until 1996 anyway.]

"Leave?" The smile on Wen Zhile's lips was frozen by this sentence, "Will you come back after you leave?"

[No, sister, have you forgotten? My mission is to help the lucky person who should have lived a peaceful life to turn things around in the parallel world, so I will only stay until the day your sister died in her previous life. If you successfully catch the real murderer and survive that day, my mission will be completed and I will go back to receive the reward. If you fail, I will also go back to receive the punishment. ]

Wen Zhile fell silent after hearing this.

Before this, she had never thought that Xiaojiu would leave, but who wouldn't leave?

No one will stay with you forever in this life, and learning to adapt to leaving is a necessary lesson in life.

【But I will always remember you, sister. 】

【Hurry up, you're going to be late for class. 】

She has her last class today, and after that she will have her weekly day off.

In the evening, Wen Zhile went to the dormitory manager dejectedly to sign a leave note and go home. On Sunday, he took Fang Xue to Mudan Hutong to familiarize himself with the door and gave him a key to lock the gate.

The maximum temperature today is in the single digits, and there are no old people chatting in the alleys.

Wen Zhile let Fang Xue go into the yard by himself and went to her grandmother's house at the end of the alley alone.

Qu Jinghong sat at the stone table in the yard, on which the radio was playing Peking opera.

The door was unbolted, so the girl knocked on the door before pushing it open.

"Grandma, I'm here."

"Why don't you have another door?"

Qu Jinghong raised his eyelids, his eyes flashing with surprise, and he stood up with the help of the stone table: "Zhizhi? You came at the right time. Your uncle gave me a pineapple the other day. I'll cut it for you later."

Wen Zhile trotted over, smiled sweetly and held her grandma's arm: "Grandma still loves me."

"Grandma, it's windy today, please wear more clothes."

She pinched the thickness of the sleeves on her palms and helped her into the main room: "I'll go find the thin cotton quilt."

Qu Jinghong took out a pineapple from the cupboard, walked to the coffee table and sat down, smiling as he glanced at his granddaughter's back as she walked towards the bedroom.

Wen Zhile quickly came out with a thin cotton quilt: "Grandma, put it on when you go out next time, don't catch a cold."

"Let me cut it."

"No need, just sit down." Qu Jinghong took a fruit knife and started peeling the pineapple.

Wen Zhile sat down next to her, smiled, and whispered, "I rented out Uncle Li's courtyard house to Sister Xiuxiu's younger brother, and he wants to use it to open a computer training class."

"Grandma, do you still remember Sister Xiuxiu?"

"Remember, the girl who worked at the hotel, she helped you."

Wen Zhile continued, "She sent me a lot of vegetables grown at home a few days ago, packed in snakeskin bags. There were really a lot of them."

Qu Jinghong smiled and pointed to the corner of the main room: "Your father sent me some, and I haven't finished it yet."

"Are you here to show that young man a house today?"

Wen Zhile nodded: "I'll let him go in by himself."

"By the way, grandma, my dad has a screenwriter friend. His son is so cute. His name is Qin Xingyao, and his nickname is Xingxing. I'll bring him to play with you someday."

Qu Jinghong curled his eyes and said, "Okay."

She listened to her granddaughter chattering about what happened to her in the past week, with a smile in her eyes.

Wen Zhile didn't stop talking until he started eating the pineapple.

The pineapple is soaked in salt water and tastes sweet.

She ate a few pieces and then started talking: "Where did uncle buy this? It's so sweet."

"Tell him to buy a few more and send them over later." Qu Jinghong ate only two pieces and stopped. The older she got, the smaller her appetite became, so she knew when to eat anything.

"I heard from your Grandma Ye that Xiao Zhou has been on another mission, and this time he'll be away for half a year."

When Wen Zhile heard about this again, he had learned not to show his feelings: "My cousin and I went to see him off when he left. He left last Saturday, and it's been a week."

"What else did Grandma Ye say?"

Qu Jinghong smiled and said, "She said that the nanny at home has been replaced and she wanted me to try the new nanny's cooking skills."

Wen Zhile thought of Gu Xiaoyu: "Wasn't that originally a relative of Grandma Ye from the same village? Why did they change it when everything was fine?"

"It was your uncle Zhou who suggested it. He is not used to Xiao Gu's cooking."

As soon as he finished speaking, the grandfather and grandson heard someone knocking on the door.

Wen Zhile went out to see that the person looked familiar.

Before she could think of anything, the other party recognized her and greeted her enthusiastically, "Hello, Comrade Xiao Wen, our leader asked me to pick up the old lady and take her home for dinner."

"Is it your grandson who is here? Come in and sit down. I'll be right there." Qu Jinghong walked out of the main house.

Wen Zhile also remembered that this was Uncle Zhou's orderly.

"Zhizhi, do you want to go with grandma? You haven't seen your Grandma Ye for a while, and she often says she wants to see you."

The little girl hesitated.

Xiao Sun continued: "Comrade Ye said that if Comrade Xiao Wen is here, we can go together."

Ye Qin's original words were: "The child is filial and might go to spend time with her grandmother during the holidays. If you see her, take her with you."

Wen Zhile then agreed: "Since Grandma Ye has spoken, I will come along."

"Grandma, please get in the car first. I'll go get the tea."