May live together
Lu Xinyang wanted to get out of the car and take a walk with the grandfather and grandson, but when Ji Rongyu saw the clothes he was wearing, he decisively pushed him back into the car.
He opened the back door and let his grandfather get in, then he sat in the passenger seat and taught Lu Xinyang step by step how to drive the car to the downstairs of his house.
"I thought I could definitely find your house after hearing you tell me the general direction. I didn't expect there would be so many twists and turns here."
Lu Xinyang drove very slowly, and from time to time he reached out to wipe the mist off the window, trying to remember the place as clearly as possible.
"You are extremely lucky to be able to find this general direction." Waves of warm air came over him, and Ji Rongyu tilted his head to look at his expression, wondering if the momentary feeling of strangeness he had just felt was an illusion.
"Even if you could drive directly to the entrance of our complex, could you still find out which building and floor I live on? Why didn't you call me first?"
Lu Xinyang felt embarrassed himself and replied in a low voice, "My phone is at home... I forgot to bring it with me."
He discovered he was kicked out of the house just as he was about to call his dad to accuse him of fraud and betrayal.
With his only outlet gone, Lu Xinyang rested his head on the steering wheel for a long time, not knowing why. As he felt more and more uncomfortable, he suddenly thought of Ji Rongyu, with whom he had just separated.
Then, on a whim, he drove over directly.
From Baijiang Bridge to Xinhua Bookstore, from Xinhua Bookstore to the night market street where they played, and then to the basketball court occupied by square dance forces, everything was similar to Ji Rongyu's description.
Only the basketball court was empty, as all the dancers had gone home to celebrate the New Year.
Lu Xinyang had no choice but to turn around and drive to a crowded place. He wanted to ask those who passed by him if they knew his friend Ji Rongyu.
"Have you eaten?" Apart from this question, Ji Rongyu didn't ask anything else.
Watching him go from being happy and excited to falling asleep as soon as he got in the car, and also watching him run out without a coat or a cell phone, driving across half the city alone to beg for shelter, Ji Rongyu now only cares about whether he is hungry.
"No," Lu Xinyang said pitifully, "Does your family provide meals?"
"If you want to eat, just look for Rong Yu," Ji Guanghui said cheerfully in the back row, speaking in accented Mandarin, "He loves to make delicious food."
Ji Guanghui considered himself a worldly-wise old man. Although he couldn't see the car's exterior clearly at night, he could tell it was expensive just by touching it. "Hey kid, what's your name? How much did you pay for this car? Is it one of those... some kind of brand from China?"
The two of them started talking about cars. The older one had just finished eating, and the younger one was hungry. Ji Rongyu thought about the few leftovers at home and decided to cook two more dumplings for Lu Xinyang later.
"Stop, this is it, drive a little over there."
Lu Xinyang turned off the engine and got out of the car. Ji Rongyu sighed, zipped up his jacket, and reluctantly grabbed half of the down jacket and wrapped it around Lu Xinyang's shoulders: "Hurry up."
Don't catch a cold or fever in his house, otherwise you will be in trouble.
As soon as Ji Rongyu got home, he turned on the air conditioner, then found his down jacket and put it on Lu Xinyang, and poured him a cup of hot water. Lu Xinyang was young and tough, so he recovered in a short while and walked around the small house of 100 square meters in high spirits.
The house was bought more than ten years ago. Because of its simple decoration and the fact that Ji Rongyu added new furniture from time to time after making money, it is not outdated according to today's aesthetic standards and is comfortable and warm everywhere.
Ji Guanghui warmly and hospitably introduced every furnishing in the house to Lu Xinyang, and tried to attribute every incident to Ji Rongyu: how at the age of three, he nearly fell while climbing on the table but found his balance on his own, how at the age of six, he hit his head on the door and broke it, and so on. She never said a single good thing.
There hadn't been any guests at home for a long time. Ji Rongyu could understand his excitement, but it was also hard for him not to feel ashamed.
He slammed the kitchen door shut, hoping to turn a blind eye. Then he heard his grandfather yell at him, "Cook more dishes! We can't leave leftovers for the guests on New Year's Eve. Just cook as much as you can. The more the better!"
This was followed by Lu Xinyang's joyful thanks.
Ji Rongyu pulled out the kitchen knife expressionlessly.
Well, he still had to cook for Lu Xinyang, so it was conceivable that grandpa would sit down and eat something, and then the two of them would eat and drink while continuing to talk about his childhood embarrassment...
It's so infuriating.
With the last bit of pity for Lu Xinyang who was kicked out of the house during the New Year, Ji Rongyu swallowed his anger and prepared three dishes and a soup for the two old men outside to eat until they felt refreshed.
Of course Lu Xinyang has to wash the dishes himself after dinner. This is the bottom line that cannot be compromised!
There is no dishwasher at home because even if we bought one, grandpa doesn't use it because he thinks it is not clean. Lu Xinyang has never washed dishes at home before, but on the crew he often eats with Ji Rongyu, and he has to wash the dishes every time. After a while, he has become an experienced worker.
But Ji Guanghui was not fair. He only did such a small thing, and Ji Guanghui praised him with a smile: "Xiaolu, you are so hardworking, your hands and feet are so nimble, and you wash the dishes so well!"
Ji Rongyu, who was treated unfairly, deducted seven or eight points from Lu Xinyang in his heart.
Lu Xinyang was very outgoing and at this moment he was lying on the sofa with great interest, playing with the pillow in his hand which was printed with the Q-version fan art of the two male protagonists of "The Trapped Color".
Ji Guanghui chatted with him endlessly while eating peanuts: "Look at this sofa cover. I rented some cloth and asked a tailor to make it for me. It wasn't this color before. When Rong Yu was a kid, he took a nap here. Before going to bed, he insisted on drinking some pearl milk tea, and he ended up vomiting while he was asleep."
"I was so scared at the time. I thought he had a serious illness. He was vomiting this black stuff. But when I looked closely, it turned out to be the same glutinous rice balls that we just threw into the trash can!"
Lu Xinyang said without hesitation: "Grandpa, you just said that he was stingy and didn't want to share his ice cream with the children who came to play at home. He ran around with the ice cream and ended up falling on the sofa. The cloth cover couldn't be washed clean, so he replaced it with a new one."
"Oh, really?" Ji Guanghui said nonchalantly, "That means he changed it twice. Anyway, Ji Rongyu has been destroying things since he was a child."
He opened his mouth and told many stories, and Lu Xinyang was so amused that he laughed from one end of the sofa to the other. Ji Rongyu squatted at the entrance and wiped the shoes of the three of them, looking at him, then at his grandfather, and then continued to wipe with a sigh.
Ji Guanghui, do you know that your personality has really collapsed?
On the phone, Ji Rongyu was both irritating and talkative, but after hanging up, he was still a filial son and grandson. He loved to brag about his grandfather every day, and even mentioned Weibo from time to time, praising Ji Guanghui like an old naughty boy who was unparalleled in the world.
But most of the time, he is just an ordinary old man who talks a lot and has a poor memory.
And according to the latest information provided by Ke Yule, Ji Guanghui seems to have become obsessed with fortune-telling recently and is a bit weird.
This is the situation. Ji Rongyu admitted that he sometimes did some artistic processing. After all, if a fruit drink contains 3% fruit pulp and they dare to call it pure juice, then the purity of his grandfather's personality must be at least 50 to 60 percent, and he has no guilt in bragging about it.
After all, he didn't expect that someone would actually come to his house and chat with his grandfather.
It’s such a terrible time as New Year’s Eve.
Ji Rongyu looked at how Lu Xinyang and Ji Guanghui were getting along so well, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
His parents passed away early, and it was not easy for his grandfather to raise him alone. The relatives of the Ji family were afraid that they would borrow money, so many of them had become estranged from their family. The few who still had contact either had no younger generations at home or their younger generations were not around.
But as the elderly get older, they always like to spend more time with young people.
Seeing that Ji Guanghui couldn't help but feel a little worried, if he came out in the future, Ji Guanghui would know that he had no granddaughter-in-law and no great-grandchildren, and she would probably feel very uncomfortable.
Of course, he didn't want his grandfather to have a hard time in his later years, so he tried his best to hide it and delay it, but he also hoped that his grandfather would be healthy and live a long life. In this way, the contradiction was naturally unresolved.
Ji Rongyu stood up with a rag in his hand, looking sad, and then he saw Lu Xinyang and Ji Guanghui holding hands. The topic had turned to something unscientific like "Grandpa, can you please read my palm?"
Ji Rongyu: “…………”
Who are you calling grandpa? Why are you being so familiar? Is my grandpa also half your grandpa? Do you have a pair of your slippers next to my bed?
Wait, the latter thing might happen soon...
Ji Rongyu looked up at the wall clock vigilantly. The hour hand had already pointed to 9 o'clock. If Lu Xinyang didn't leave, he would probably be kept overnight by his grandfather.
But there are only three rooms in his house, two large and one small. The smaller one was originally his children's room, but now it has become a study.
No matter how we search the whole house, we can’t find a third bed for Lu Xinyang. He either has to sleep on the floor, or on the sofa, or... he has to divide his own bed!
Ji Rongyu was furious at the time, not caring if his actions were cruel or not. He said directly to Lu Xinyang, "It's almost nine o'clock. I'll take you out to find a hotel room. If we delay any longer, the weather will get even colder, and your down jacket won't be able to keep you warm."
Lu Xinyang was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect that Ji Rongyu, his dearest friend, would chase him away: "But I don't have my ID card with me..."
Ji Guanghui also looked at Ji Rongyu dissatisfiedly: "You also know it's late, not to mention it's New Year's Day. Xiaolu came to see you because he treats you as a friend. How can you ask him to stay in a hotel!"
"Grandpa, please be reasonable. We don't have a bed for him to sleep on. He'll freeze to death if he sleeps on the floor or the sofa," Ji Rongyu said firmly, refusing to give in. "You can use my ID card to book a room. I'll just get the room card first and then give it to him."
But Ji Guanghui's attitude was even more resolute than his: "I didn't say to let him sleep on the sofa or floor, why not let him sleep in your room!"
"When you bought your bed, I told you that two meters was too big and that one meter eighty would be enough, but you didn't listen. But now it's perfect. It's more than enough for you and Xiaolu to sleep in together!"
Before Ji Rongyu could say anything else, Ji Guanghui put her hands on her hips and said in a strong voice, "I just read Xiaolu's palm and he and I are especially destined to be together. I won't let you kick him out! If you think your room is precious, then let him sleep in the same room with me!"
Ji Rongyu: “…”
He said that old people shouldn’t be superstitious! They shouldn’t be superstitious!
You are so good at seeing things, so did you see that your grandson and I are not compatible with this person named Lu???
Ji Rongyu was furious, but he couldn't really let Lu Xinyang squeeze into the same room with the old man, so he took a deep breath and pulled Lu Xinyang's wrist: "Come with me."
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