Chapter 102 This is what a home should look like
Qiao Xing was somewhat surprised that this workaholic had actually come to the company to see her.
She quickly packed her things, clocked out, and ran out of the company. After searching around, she finally spotted Qin Ce across the street from the company.
Qin Ce was waiting for her on the opposite side of the road, riding a black electric scooter.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, with one foot on the right-hand sidewalk step and the other on the electric scooter pedal, a cigarette between his fingers.
It just doesn't look right.
Qiao Xing rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things. Where did he get an electric scooter?
But she still walked over and looked Qin Ce's electric scooter up and down. "Qin Ce, where did you get this scooter?"
Qin Ce turned to look at her and handed her the helmet from the back seat. "I bought it."
"Huh? I already have one, why would you buy another one?"
Qin Ce said, "Yours is too pink, it's not suitable for me to ride. You should sell it."
Qiao Xing didn't understand what he meant at first. It took her a while to realize what he meant, and she asked in surprise, "You mean, from now on you'll be the one to take me home?"
"Yeah, I rode in your car to the company, and they laughed at me."
"..." Qiao Xing wasn't sure if he was joking, but he kept that same expression, and she couldn't tell anything from it.
"Okay then." Qiao Xing took the helmet from his hand, put it on her head, and sat on the back seat. His car was quite tall, so it was a little difficult for her to get on.
Are you seated?
"alright."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the electric scooter sped off, startling Qiao Xing so much that she grabbed his waist.
His waist... is really strong.
Qin Ce rode his electric bike differently from her. He strictly followed traffic rules and didn't weave into the motor vehicle lane, but instead rode in the non-motor vehicle lane.
Chongqing has dedicated electric vehicle lanes, but many people like to take shortcuts and cross the road haphazardly. Qiao Xing is one of those who do this.
The main reason is that she's short on time in the morning, and if she doesn't dress casually, she'll be late.
Qin Ce took her to the farmers' market. This market was a bit better than the one in the old neighborhood.
Qiao Xing was surprised to find that he could actually buy groceries.
"Isn't the eggplant supposed to be three yuan and fifty cents? Why are you selling it for four yuan and fifty cents?"
Qiao Xing tugged at his sleeve and said, "It's a little more expensive here than there."
The owner also said, "Your girlfriend is right, the rent here is expensive, so all the dishes will be a bit more expensive."
Qin Ce rubbed the tip of his nose, then handed a few eggplants to the shopkeeper, saying, "Pack them up for me."
Qiao Xing couldn't help but laugh when she saw his stiff attempt to negotiate the price.
"Qin Ce, what's wrong with you today? Did something happen to you? Buying an electric scooter and coming to buy groceries?"
Qin Ce glanced at her and said, "I'm afraid I'll starve to death if I live alone."
Qiao Xing realized he was joking; he was just being stubborn with Grandpa Qin.
This grandfather and grandson are quite interesting.
Qin Ce bought a bunch of groceries, put them in the basket of his electric scooter, and then drove her home.
When I got home, the old man was listening to traditional opera on the radio on the sofa, humming a little tune.
"Grandpa, we're back," Qiao Xing greeted him.
The old man opened his eyes and glanced at the two of them. "Buying so many groceries?"
Qiao Xing laughed and said, "This was bought by Qin Ce. He's even started bargaining now."
"Oh, really?" The old man gave Qin Ce a sarcastic look.
This sounds like a parent praising a college student, saying, "Wow, you can calculate one plus one equals two now!"
It was full of sarcasm.
Qin Ce didn't want to argue with the old man, so he took the groceries to the kitchen.
The old man pursed his lips, looking disgusted.
Qiao Xing didn't quite understand why Grandpa Qin had such a big problem with his grandson.
Only the old man and Qin Ce knew what was going on.
Last night, the old man discovered that Qin Ce was trying to sleep in a separate room from Qiao Xing. As a shrewd old man, he naturally guessed that nothing had probably happened between the two of them yet.
His dream of holding a great-grandson was shattered.
He's got his wife in his hands, and he's still so useless. How can the old man not be angry?
Qiao Xing went to the kitchen and saw Qin Ce chopping vegetables. To be honest, his knife skills were quite good.
"Let me do it. Grandpa seems to be in a bad mood. Do you want to go and talk to him?"
"No need, he'll be fine in a couple of days." Qin Ce put the chopped eggplant into the water to soak.
"Um... what's wrong with you guys?"
"Nothing much."
He didn't want to talk about it, and Qiao Xing was too embarrassed to keep asking. She took the rice cooker, rinsed the rice, and started cooking.
Qin Ce finished chopping the vegetables and went out, but not to chat with the old man. Instead, he went to the bathroom to wash his own clothes, and also washed Qiao Xing's clothes.
The old man watched his back as he hung out the clothes to dry, and a slight smile finally appeared on his stern face.
This is what a home should feel like.
Compared to living in a spacious villa where everything is done for you, this kind of life is much more fulfilling and stable.
This is why he lives in an old neighborhood instead of retiring in a big villa.
But that wasn't the end of it. After dinner, the old man didn't go to sleep. Instead, he supervised Qin Ce, trying to correct his habit of working late into the night.
Qin Ce was working in the study, and he sat in the study watching him.
With such a pair of surveillance-like eyes watching him, Qin Ce was distracted at work, and he turned off his computer before ten o'clock.
"Go to sleep."
The old man said, "Aren't you going to work overtime a little longer?"
Qin Ce's forehead vein throbbed. "How can I work overtime with you here?"
"Oh, so you mean if I weren't here, you'd still work until midnight?"
"..."
The old man sighed and said earnestly, "Forget it, I can't be bothered with you. Let me tell you, your body is your own, and your life is your own. When you get to my age, you'll realize that apart from the money you need for living expenses, everything else is superfluous."
The old man stood up, leaning on his cane, and said, "What you missed when you were young is something that no amount of money can buy back when you're old."
After saying that, the old man walked out with his hunched back.
Qin Ce stared at his gray hair and hunched back, as if he could see the marks of time passing through the hall.
It seems like he's aged in the blink of an eye.
Qin Ce stood in the study for a long time before finally stepping out, closing the study door, taking his pajamas to the bathroom to wash up, and then going to the bedroom.
Qiao Xing had just finished blow-drying her hair, and the strands hung down on both sides, making her fair face appear only the size of a palm.
"Are you going to bed so early tonight?" Qiao Xing blinked, noticing the melancholy in his eyes, and paused. "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Qin Ce rubbed his temples and sat down on the bed. "It's nothing."
He must have something on his mind, he just doesn't want to talk about it. Qiao Xing seemed to be thinking of something, so she walked over and sat down next to him, and asked cautiously, "Did Grandpa say something to you?"
Qin Ce turned to look at her, staring into her clear black and white eyes, and remained silent for a moment before speaking.
"He wants to hold his great-grandchild."
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