Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Qin Sheng and Ruan Xiangxiu moved into the room next to Ji Shumiao, while Ji Shulang and his family of three lived in the suite upstairs.

After putting down their luggage, the whole family gathered in the living room downstairs to drink tea and chat.

Ji Shumiao took an ice cream from the refrigerator and took one for Brother Lang.

The adults didn't eat it, so the two of them sat together and ate the ice cream bit by bit with a small spoon.

There were no outsiders around at the moment, so Ji Zhenhua and Qin Rong started by talking about Ji Shumiao's lottery winnings, and told him everything that had happened in the past two months.

Ji Shiqian exclaimed, "Wow! Your family's fortune is unstoppable. It hasn't been long since you went from being a peasant to a big landlord."

Ji Shumiao corrected him while holding an ice cream spoon: "No, no, it's not 'your family', it's 'our family', wealth and prosperity will bring prosperity to each other!"

Ji Shiqian laughed, rubbed her hair and asked, "Then why don't you buy a lottery ticket for your uncle? Just win five dollars and I'll buy you ice cream."

Ji Shumiao held the spoon in his mouth, tilted his head, thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

"What nonsense! She is so lucky to have this chance." Grandma pulled Ji Shumiao over and said, "Ignore your uncle."

Qin Rong: "It's almost time, shall we go out for dinner?"

"Why go out to eat? Just cook some porridge at home and eat." Qin Sheng disagreed, "You can't spend money like this. We are all carsick and can't eat."

Ji Zhenhua: "If you don't eat, your daughter, son-in-law, grandchildren and granddaughters will have to eat. And I have already made a reservation with the restaurant in advance and paid for it. I can't return it even if I don't eat."

"Grandpa~" Ji Shumiao threw herself into his arms, "Grandpa~ don't spoil the fun~"

Qin Rong also chimed in: "That's right, a good old man is one who doesn't spoil the fun, and that's what makes people like him."

"…You are old. Even if I don't please you, I am still your father."

Having said that, Qin Sheng still stood up and said, "Let's go, lead the way."

"Let's go, let's go." Ji Shumiao happily held grandpa's hand and grandma's hand, "So happy!"

Qin Sheng's stern face suddenly relaxed and he narrowed his eyes in a smile: "Grandpa is happy too."

Ji Shumiao called out to the others: "Hurry up, hurry up, the roast duck won't taste good if it gets cold!"

The first meal in Beijing is of course Peking duck. Ji Zhenhua did not order any of the famous ones, but a roast duck restaurant hidden in the alley that is often eaten by locals.

There were only eight of them including the children, and they ordered four roast ducks alone, not to mention the other dishes. The old couple felt sad when they saw it and kept saying that they were wasting food.

Ji Zhenhua: "Brother Lang is still growing up, so I, as his uncle, can't be stingy. It's your first time here, so I have to make the table look nicer. Besides, if we order too little, you two will definitely eat more than us and won't be willing to eat more. Don't worry about wasting it. We can pack it up and eat it at home in the evening. We have a microwave at home, so we can heat it up and eat it again. It just won't be as delicious as fresh food, but it won't be wasted."

The old couple's faces looked better. Qin Sheng tapped his pipe and praised him for his "improvement".

Ji Shumiao took the pipe from his grandfather and stuffed it with the roast duck rolls he had just wrapped: "Grandpa, don't spoil the fun."

"Okay, don't spoil the fun. Let me try the roast duck my granddaughter made for me." Grandpa Qin Sheng said proudly, stuffed the roast duck into his mouth, nodded repeatedly and praised it for being delicious.

Ji Shumiao made another roast duck roll for grandma: "Grandma, eat it too."

"Okay, I'll eat them all." Ruan Xiangxiu took it with a smile.

"Everyone, get started." Qin Rong called everyone, "Sister, brother-in-law, and Brother Lang, don't be polite, eat the vegetables and roast duck."

Everyone agreed and started to eat with relish.

Ji Shumiao himself barely ate a bite as he was busy like a little adult, making roast duck rolls for everyone, pouring tea and water, and passing tissues.

"Brother Lang, why don't you speak?"

Ji Shulang swallowed the roast duck roll in his mouth: "My mouth is blocked, I can't speak."

"..."

After eating, Ji Shulang took Ji Shumiao, who was as thin as a bean sprout, to wash her hands, and rubbed her hands in his palms.

Ji Shumiao: "...Um, Brother Lang, I'm almost ten years old, not four. I know how to wash my hands now."

"Oh." Ji Shulang agreed, but he still rinsed the hand sanitizer foam off her hands before letting her go.

In Ji Shulang's impression, Ji Shumiao should be the little kid who needed care everywhere when they were separated that year.

Ji Shumiao grabbed the corner of his clothes and walked back: "Brother Lang, you don't seem happy."

Ji Shulang rubbed his hair irritably: "It has nothing to do with you, did I scare you?"

"No." Ji Shumiao shook his head, "Why are you unhappy?"

"Because..." Ji Shulang lowered his eyes and looked at the sister he hadn't seen for five or six years, "Because I feel sorry for my mom and resent my dad."

In the private room, Ruan Xiangxiu was also complaining about her eldest son-in-law: "When you said you wanted to go to Inner Mongolia with your second brother and his wife, I didn't agree. Within a year, your second brother and his wife came back because they thought the conditions there were not good. But you two were too obsessed with money and didn't want to come back. It's only been a few years, and you've worn my daughter out."

Ji Shiqian is the fifth child in the family, with an older sister and three older brothers. His parents died when he was a child. Ji Shiqian grew up under the care of his older brothers and sisters. In addition to sibling affection, he also has an indescribable love for them.

Ji Shiqian lowered his head, unable to refute a word.

Qin Yun is only three years older than Qin Rong, but today they look like two generations apart.

For the first time, Ji Shiqian realized how wrong he had been in the past few years.

Ji Shulang brought Miaomiao back. Ruan Xiangxiu quickly wiped away her tears, and everyone pretended nothing had happened and finished the meal in harmony.

But how could Ji Shumiao not see it?

She sighed inwardly.

It's all because of lack of money. Money can solve 90% of the problems, but the remaining 10% cannot be solved without money.

Ji Shumiao was thinking in her mind and couldn't help yawning. She slept too late last night and woke up early this morning because of excitement. She was very sleepy now.

Ji Shumiao leaned back and leaned on Brother Lang, listening to the adults chatting about family matters, and actually fell asleep.

In a daze, Ji Shumiao felt himself being picked up and carried on someone's back.

It was not Ji Zhenhua's back, but the thin but strong shoulders of the boy.

"Brother Lang..." Ji Shumiao called in a daze.

"Hey, I'm here."

Ji Shumiao closed his eyes and said vaguely: "Buy me some candy..."

"Okay, buy it."

When she was a child, the grocery store at the entrance of the village was very far away and it took a long time to walk there, so Ji Shulang would carry her on his back like this.