The corners of Xu Yanfeng's lips curled up.
Soon, he noticed a child who hadn't touched his chopsticks and was sitting there like a puppet. He straightened his face and called out his name, "Ziheng, why aren't you eating? Are you waiting for me to feed you?"
Ziheng glanced at him and said maturely, "Aunt Zhang is gone, and there are only a few of us at home. If there's food poisoning, someone has to stay awake and call 120, don't you agree?"
Xu Yanfeng: “…”
Xia Xi suddenly laughed and almost spit out the soup he had just drunk. He turned around and glanced at Xu Yanfeng with a gloomy face, and suddenly felt even funnier.
*
The next day, Xia Xi took time out and took Huang Shiyu to Li Tai's private estate.
Mrs. Li was away, and the receptionist was an elderly woman in her forties, said to be a servant in Mrs. Li's household. Mrs. Li called Xia Xi and said she was busy and couldn't come over. If she had any ideas to add, she could contact her later.
Xia Xi didn't care too much. She came here today just to do some preliminary preparations. It didn't matter whether Mrs. Li was there or not.
The servant led them into the manor and then left.
Huang Shiyu was left to measure the room. Xia Xi looked around and some design ideas popped up in his mind, which he wrote down in the memo on his phone.
When going upstairs, Xia Xi didn't pay attention and kicked the stairs with her toes, causing her to fall.
She couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, her brows furrowed deeply. Instead of going up, she took a few tissues from her bag and placed them on the dusty stairs, then sat down and rolled up her trouser legs.
There was a piece of skin on his calf that was broken and bleeding. Xia Xi wiped it casually with a tissue, tore off a Band-Aid and put it on the wound.
After resting for a while, Xia Xi stood up. He didn't take the minor injury seriously. He picked up the tissue on the stairs, walked upstairs slowly, and walked around the entire second floor.
"Sister Xi, Sister Xi, where are you?"
Huang Shiyu's shouts came from downstairs, echoing in the empty, unfinished house.
Xia Xi stood at the edge of the stairs on the second floor, leaning half of his head forward, and responded, "Here."
Huang Shiyu tilted his neck to look upwards and trotted up the stairs.
Xia Xi remembered something and reminded her: "Be careful when turning, don't fall..."
Before he could finish his words, Huang Shiyu suddenly screamed "Ah" and fell where Xia Xi had just fallen. One knee hit the edge of the stairs, and his facial features were distorted in pain.
Xia Xi hurried downstairs and squatted down beside her: "Let me see if the injury is serious."
Huang Shiyu didn't care about the dirt on the ground and sat down with a pained look on his face. He gasped, "Shh, it hurts so much, I must be bleeding. Sister Xi, how did you know I would fall?"
"Because I just fell here. The connection between the landing and the turning of the stairs is cleverly designed, but it's not very reasonable. I'll see if it can be salvaged during the subsequent renovations, otherwise I'll fall often."
Xia Xi said, lowering her eyes to check her injuries.
Huang Shiyu ran up the stairs in a hurry and fell with great force, so he was seriously injured. There was a large wound on his knee, and the blood soaked through his pants. The Band-Aid was of no use.
Xia Xi took the rangefinder from her hand: "You sit down and rest, I will measure the rest. When I'm done, I'll take you to the hospital. Just bear with it for now."
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