Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Dinner with the Old Man
"His name is Xia Ji," Si Cheng said.
Xia Ji pulled Si Cheng's sleeve and said honestly, "Hello, Grandpa."
Although the old man's eyes were cloudy, the light emitted from them was very sharp. "Hmm."
He stood up with the help of a cane, his steps slow but still healthy. "Let's go in and eat. The kitchen has made your favorite Wensi tofu."
I said this to Sicheng, who likes to eat light food.
Xia Tian followed Si Cheng, looking around curiously. The Si family had been passed down for generations, and the most common items in the house were antique ornaments.
The restaurant's mahogany table was set with eight or nine dishes, all featuring light, white dishes with no hint of bold colors. There were dishes like mushroom-braised chicken, stir-fried shrimp, stir-fried choy sum, steamed fish, and so on...
In summer, I like to eat spicy food, hot pot, barbecue, and I pay attention to taste. I like to eat anything that tastes good.
Seeing the dishes on the table, he lost his appetite a little, but when the servant served him a bowl of tofu soup, his eyes lit up again and he drank two bowls in a row.
The old man chuckled and said, "Did you think these dishes were not tasty just now?"
"Hehe, I didn't expect that the chef here is so skilled. This Wensi tofu is really delicious!" Xia Ji said happily.
The old man was very pleased to see the children enjoying their meal. "Of course, don't underestimate this dish. The broth is a carefully brewed fish broth with sea cucumber and abalone, cut into shreds and mixed with shredded tofu."
It is a high-end version of Wensi tofu.
These dishes were all cooked very delicately and the portions were not large. Xia Tian ate two bowls, Si Cheng ate one bowl, and there was not much left.
"Do you want to eat more? Finish it all." said the old man.
"Grandpa hasn't eaten yet." Xia Ji said.
"It's okay, I don't eat this. If you like it, just eat it all." The old man raised his hand, and the servant behind him came over and scooped the remaining tofu soup into Xia Tian's small bowl.
"Don't eat too much at night." Si Cheng stopped him.
"That's right, I forgot about it." said the old man.
Xia Ji watched helplessly as the tofu soup that had nearly entered his bowl slipped away from him. "Children need to grow, so it's okay for them to eat a little more at night?" he argued.
"Eat less at night to avoid indigestion." Before he knew it, the old man had finished the rice in his bowl and added another one.
"Can I come over to eat tomorrow, Grandpa? Your tofu soup is so delicious, it's like it was made with love." Since it's not possible today, then tomorrow, he must eat this tofu soup anyway.
Originally, the old man didn't want him to come tomorrow, but he was amused by his words and said, "Sure, come whenever you want to eat."
"Thank you, Grandpa!" Xia Ji said with a smile.
After eating the evening breeze, the old man sent them to the gate of the yard, watched them leave, and asked to the side: "Whose child is this? Do you know?"
"It seems he is a godson adopted by the young lady." said the old housekeeper.
The butler here is an old man who has always been with the old man, and the butler in the mansion came later.
"Godson?"
"Yes, both the Young Madam and Young Master Sun like him very much."
"Ah." The old man sighed and looked at the dark night sky. "Our house is too big. If Xiaoman could still have another child, I would definitely let her have two more."
"Yes, a prosperous family brings a lively home," the old housekeeper said with a smile. "But that child just now was so lively. I think you ate an extra bowl of rice because of his amusement."
"Oh? Really? I didn't notice." said the old man.
"Yes, when you ate with Master Sun and the others before, you only ate half a bowl at most. I was worried that you would eat too much and have trouble sleeping at night, so I wanted to stop you, but then I remembered that you haven't had such a good appetite in a long time."
"As people get older, their sense of taste deteriorates. They only appreciate the deliciousness of food when they see others enjoying it."
The master and servant supported each other and walked into the yard.
The next morning, Xia Ji ran towards the old house and picked a flower on the way.
The old man had just finished breakfast and was standing on the porch playing with the birds when he heard a clear and energetic voice from afar, "Grandpa! Good morning!"
Xia Ji ran into the yard with flowers, followed by a servant.
"Oh, it's you. Why are you here so early?" asked the old man.
"Yes, the early bird catches the worm!" said Xia Ji.
"Hahaha, that's right. If you hadn't come earlier, there would be nothing to eat." The old man said with a smile, "Where did you pick these flowers? Didn't your teacher teach you not to pick flowers randomly?"
"I picked it in the garden. I specially selected the most beautiful one. Grandpa, I have never been to school and don't know that you can't pick flowers randomly. But this flower is not picked randomly. I want to give it to you!" Xia Ji handed the flower to him.
The child spoke with such sincerity that the old man, who had been teasing him, was moved by his words. He took the flowers and asked with concern, "You never went to school? How old are you this year?"
"Six years old."
"How come you haven't been to school since you were six?" The old man's face looked a little serious.
"Because my mother wants me to make money by shooting commercials." Children's words are the most real and the most impactful.
It is precisely because they do not know what is good or bad and are innocent and cute that they are the most pitiful.
The old man was a little angry when he heard this. "What kind of mother is this? You don't let your child go to school when he should be! So you are living in our house now, right?"
"Yes, my godmother said I live with her."
"Yes." The old man was relieved. "Then you can go to school with your brother Sicheng in the second half of the year. However, your brother Sicheng is already in the sixth grade, so you have to start from the first grade."
"Ah? I want to join my brother." Xia Ji sat down on the railing next to him and looked up at the old man playing with the bird.
"You don't know anything, why are you with him?" the old man said in a serious tone.
"I can do it. My godmother hired a teacher to teach me. I can understand all the books that the school gave to Brother Sicheng." Xia Ji said seriously.
"Really? Then our little Xia Ji is a little genius?" The old man said in surprise. Si Cheng's excellence was beyond his expectations.
"Grandpa, I'm not a genius, my brother is the genius."
"Hahahahaha, you still know how to be humble!" The old man laughed, and the butler and servants around him also smiled.
"Then let me test you. Can you answer it?" asked the old man.
"Just ask." Xia Ji said.
The old man casually asked a few simple math questions. Although simple, for a six-year-old child who had never been to school, being able to answer them quickly was indeed very good.
"Yes, that's really smart!" The old man gave a thumbs up and praised.
Xia Ji spent the whole morning with the old man, fighting birds or pruning potted plants. The old man felt it was not bad. After all, although Si Cheng respected him, he never followed him like a little tail.
After lunch, Xiatian went back to the mansion for a nap. The old man also needed a rest.
As summer went by, the old man's place seemed much quieter. He, who always liked quietness, felt lonely for the first time.
After waking up in the afternoon, Xiatian sneaked into the kennel to pet the dogs.
Annie is much gentler now, but she still only allows Xia Ji to hold her cub, which makes Lily look at her in amazement.
So when Si Cheng came to find him, he saw that Xia Ji was covered with puppies, and the little guy with three heads of body was hung so hard that he was staggering when walking.
As long as he picked up a puppy, the other puppies would follow him, wagging their tails and whimpering, pulling at his trouser legs.
"Is this a male or a female?" Xia Ji asked, pulling apart the puppy's legs.
"It's a male, right? He's still too young, and I can't tell the difference between male and female." Lily heard footsteps coming from behind, turned around, and saw that it was Si Cheng. She shouted in surprise, "Master!"
"Go back and take a shower." Si Cheng said.
Xia Ji quickly put the puppy down, but was a little reluctant to let it go. She asked, "Can I take it home and take a bath with me? Then it can sleep with me."
"No." Si Cheng refused ruthlessly. "It's too small and can't handle its own urination and defecation."
Lily also advised: "Yes, Jiji, the puppy is too small and it is easy to catch a cold if it takes a bath."
"Okay then." Xia Ji put the puppies down and said goodbye to them one by one, "Huahua, Princess, Coke, Xiaofei, Qiuqiu, Wei Shao, I'll come see you tomorrow. Bye."
Si Cheng: “…” He actually gave these puppies names.
"There's no need to give it a name." Si Cheng said on the way back.
"Why? I think it's better to have a name." Xia Ji said.
"They're all going to be sent away anyway, so give them names and you'll have feelings for them by then."
Xia Ji stopped walking when he heard this. So the protagonist also has feelings. As long as he develops feelings for himself, he won't take revenge on himself in this life for what happened in the previous life.
Si Cheng walked two or three meters before realizing that he hadn't caught up. He turned around and looked at him, "Let's go."
Only then did Xia Tian hide the emotion in his eyes and followed with a clattering sound.
The sun has set, leaving only a faint red tint in the sky.
Si Guanqing didn't have any social engagements today, so he went home early. Ding Man was also at home, and the two of them snuggled together on the sofa.
"Ji Ji went to the old man's place this morning. The old man likes him quite a lot." Ding Man lay on her husband's shoulder, slowly admiring the freshly done manicure on her hand.
Si Guanqing, still in his shirt, leaned on the sofa, checking messages on his phone. "The old man likes quietness, and that kid likes to make noises, so it's better to let him go less often."
"What do you mean by making trouble? Ji Ji is lively, okay?" Ding Man patted him in dissatisfaction.
As he was speaking, Mr. Si walked into the living room with his cane in hand, and said in a powerful voice, "What are you talking about? Have you eaten yet?"
"Dad, why are you here?" The couple quickly straightened their clothes and stood up.
"Why? Can't I come over?" The old man glanced at the clock in the living room. "It's already past five o'clock. Where are the two children?"
"Xia Ji went out to play, Si Cheng went to find him, he should be back soon." Ding Man said.
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