Chapter 19 The Demon Pill Stepfather 19
Ji's father forgot that Ji Huaizhi had gone out to drive a carriage this time, and thought that he was still drinking and playing cards outside as before. He couldn't help but educate his son as he used to.
Ji Huaizhi offered no explanation.
He interrupted his father by taking apart a new toothbrush: "I'm starving, make me a bowl of noodles."
"You're even ordering me around now!" Father Ji cursed a few more times at the door.
She then went to cook noodles for Ji Huaizhi.
When I came out of the shower, my hair was still wet, so I went straight to the dining table to eat noodles without drying it.
"It tastes terrible," Ji Huaizhi said sincerely.
Father Ji was surprised by his bluntness: "Is it really that bad?"
"It tastes pretty bad."
Although he kept saying it tasted bad, Ji Huaizhi still ate it all.
Ji's father gave him a speechless look: "Your mother went to buy groceries. If it's not good, save it for dinner tonight."
Ji Huaizhi: "Don't you have a good memory? You even know that Mom went to buy groceries."
"I even remember how to cook noodles."
"If you really get Alzheimer's, you probably won't even know how to fire a gun."
Ji Huaizhi was telling the truth; people with dementia have absolutely no autonomy, and even in their previous life, they would develop the disease several years later.
There's no need to worry, at least for the next few years.
Father Ji sighed: "Your mother has been getting angry a lot lately. I know it's because I'm becoming more and more forgetful. I keep forgetting the things she tells me to do."
“Your older brother is starting to look down on me too; he won’t even let Dapeng come over for meals anymore.”
“I know that people will be disliked when they get old,” Father Ji rambled on, expressing his inner turmoil.
Ji Huaizhi didn't interrupt him. He said he would just listen. People get scared when they get to a certain age, and it's good to vent by talking about it.
Isn't the fact that Uncle Ji's temper has become strange now a sign of panic?
Her two sons are both good-for-nothings; one is an ingrate, and the other is a selfish and irresponsible person who only cares about himself. She is afraid that when she gets old, she will forget everything and live an undignified life.
"Did you hear all that I've said to you?" Father Ji said, turning around and cursing.
"Dad, you and Mom give me all your savings, and I promise I'll take good care of you at home." Ji Huaizhi flashed a bright white smile: "I won't go out; I'll just stay home and serve you."
Ji Huaizhi's face has gotten tanned from not seeing him for a while.
"What did you say?" Father Ji looked incredulously, glancing around as if he wanted to throw his hand in his face. "I bet if I handed you over, you'd run off and have a good time right then and there."
"Back then, did you still remember who your parents were?"
Ji Huaizhi looked disappointed: "I'm not senile, I can't swindle money."
Uncle Ji: "......"
I'm so angry.
I went to the hospital for a test. After the doctor examined me, he chatted with my father for a while and did some basic examinations. The whole process took up a whole day.
The final conclusion was to observe for six months to see if the condition would worsen, and the father was also given some words of comfort.
Hearing the doctor's words, Mr. Ji felt much relieved and was able to eat and sleep well after returning home.
In fact, Ji Huaizhi had already spoken with the doctor privately.
Tell him that he is in the early stages of dementia, but he does need to be observed, and that he should temporarily supplement with vitamins and maintain a good mood to slow down the decline.
When he got back, Ji Huaizhi mocked him: "You're so old, and you still got scared?"
"The doctor said it's nothing serious, don't scare yourself unnecessarily."
Father Ji: "It's best if you're not sick, otherwise you'll keep eyeing my meager savings."
"Hey, you old man, you're really boring."
After that, Ji Huaiyi had to take his father to the hospital for a follow-up visit at least twice a year. Although there were early signs of dementia before, there were no other problems except for a little memory loss.
The doctor also praised Ji Huaizhi for taking this matter to heart.
The doctor simply told the family to continue observing, attributing it to poor memory due to old age.
When they first went to the hospital for a follow-up visit, Ji's father was quite cooperative. He was also happy to hear the doctor praise Ji Huaizhi for taking this matter so seriously, which shows his filial piety.
But later on, I became less and less willing to go to the hospital. Why should I go to the hospital when I'm not sick?
But it didn't work; we need to get it checked.
Ji's mother should also have a physical examination.
Ji Huaizhi would occasionally go on a long trip, and his parents knew that he was providing transportation for his friends, and the salary he received was not low.
Thanks to his friend, Ji Huaizhi has finally started making money at this age.
Mr. and Mrs. Ji were extremely grateful to Ji Huaizhi's cronies. They would often prepare gifts for Ji Huaizhi to deliver during holidays or invite them over for meals.
When others asked about it later, Ji's mother didn't hide it from them.
To be honest, everyone was surprised when Ji Huaizhi went to help someone with a car service. They even subtly told Ji's mother not to trust him too much, in case it was a lie.
We should keep a closer eye on the money at home.
This left Ji's mother at a loss for words, since people don't suddenly change after being around for so long.
After Zhou Qing finished her senior year of high school, she only came back once a month. Ji Huaizhi would send her her living expenses every month, because he was always very generous with the money he gave her when she wasn't home.
I also greeted the teacher and added the teacher on WeChat, thinking that if the teacher wasn't online, I could send the message directly to the teacher.
Seeing that Mr. Ji had even thought of these things, Zhou Qing was deeply moved.
She had actually said many times that she had enough money and that she had saved up some herself, but she still couldn't refuse.
All she could do was try to help her parents with chores when she went home and call them often to check on them. It was because of this that Zhou Qing's relationship with them grew deeper and deeper.
Ji's mother would also have Ji Dapeng deliver food to Zhou Qing's school.
Days passed by, and before Zhou Qing's college entrance exam was over, Ji Huaizhi was puzzled when he saw the score on the screen:
Is a score of 641 considered good or bad?
Before Zhou Qing could even cheer, she was stunned by her father's words, her expression showing surprise and doubt, as if she didn't know what to say.
Upon hearing this, Ji's mother laughed in anger and slapped Ji Huaizhi on the back of the head: "I think you're hopeless!"
"Ouch~ Why did you hit me again?" Ji Huaizhi covered his head.
Ji Dapeng was speechless: "Uncle, Zhou Qing's grades should be good enough for a 985 or 211 university."
"Wow!" Ji Huaizhi patted Zhou Qing on the shoulder: "You've made something of yourself, you've made your dad proud."
"In the future, college graduates from 985 and 211 universities should earn a lot of money. In a few years, Dad will be looking forward to enjoying your blessings."
Ji Huaizhi looked so pathetic that even his father wanted to scold him.
But Zhou Qing didn't think anything of it, and instead nodded emphatically: "Mm!"
"I heard you can do part-time jobs in college. I'll share half of my earnings with you."
"Good girl." Ji Huaizhi then realized that Zhou Qing had grown quite tall, probably over 1.65 meters.
"But you should focus on your studies in college. There's no need to take on part-time jobs and let it affect your studies. You'll have plenty of work to do after graduation, so there's no need to rush."
"Do what you should do at your age."
"When I was your age, I had already done all the games I wanted to play."
Ji's mother told Ji Huaizhi to shut up: "Qingqing's grades are out, and she did very well. We should celebrate properly."
"The next college entrance exam will be for Dapeng, so you must work hard too." She told her grandson, "You are both good children. Studying is your own responsibility, so take it to heart."
Ji Dapeng: "Hehe, I'll try my best."
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