Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"Get ready tomorrow morning." Wang Zhaomou put away the test paper in his hand, and looked sideways at the boy standing aside.

"I'll take you out."

Ji Lianhuo looked at the man in front of him in bewilderment, he had thousands of questions in his heart, but when he came to his mouth, it became a sentence, "Do you want to...bring a big treasure?"

"No need." Wang Zhaomou stood up and looked at the boy in front of him.

"only me and you."

Apparently feeling the problem of sight, Wang Zhaomou glanced at the slippers under Ji Lianhuo's feet, secretly a little surprised.

When I saw Ji Lianhuo for the first time, the boy was only as tall as my chest; when Ji Dabao was hospitalized, and when he was sent out from the hospital, Ji Lianhuo was able to reach his shoulders.

It's only been a few months since Ji Lianhuo entered the villa, and the young man has quickly raised his height. Now that both of them are wearing slippers, Ji Lianhuo can look at him at the same level!

This is really... Is one generation stronger than one generation?

Ji Lianhuo stood there in a daze, completely unaware that Wang Zhaomou was observing his height, his mind was full of the words "only me and you".

Only myself and Brother Zhaomou.

Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but his ears turned red, and the place where Brother Zhaomou had just warmed him was so hot that it was about to catch fire.

Seeing the boy's earlobes that were so red that they were about to bleed, Wang Zhaomou thought of the cold outside just now. If the ears were frostbitten, they would become red, swollen and itchy.

Raising his hand to lightly touch the boy's earlobe, Wang Zhaomou saw that Ji Lianhuo's face turned red instantly, and his eyes looked straight at him, with a bit of water color, watery, black and moist.

"Is it frostbite?" Wang Zhaomou said softly.

"No, no." Ji Lianhuo shook his head again and again.

In previous winters, my fingers and toes were swollen like radishes, and the red and swollen places were hot and painful, and sometimes blisters would form, especially when I stepped on the ground or pinched a pen.

But not this winter.

More than a month before going to school, it was the coldest time of the year, and I stayed in the villa all the time. There was moderate heating in the villa, and I wore the new clothes Zhaomou bought. The big bed was soft and warm. Even the water coming out of the tap is warm.

"Is it itchy?" Wang Zhaomou looked at the boy's ears, the red ones were indeed abnormal.

Ji Lianhuo blushed so much that he didn't dare to speak the truth.

The place Zhaomou touched just now was crisp and itchy.

"Ms. Cheng should have ointment for frostbite, remember to ask for it." Wang Zhaomou reminded, patted the young man on the shoulder, "Have a good rest tonight, and go out with me after breakfast tomorrow."

Ji Lianhuo came out of the study with his face flushed. He knew that he had no frostbite, but he couldn't help but obey the man's words. Like instinct, he obediently went to Mrs. Cheng to get the ointment for frostbite.

"Look at how red your ears are." Mrs. Cheng hurriedly found out the ointment and handed it to the young man, "You don't have to worry about sweeping the snow, Mr. Qi will call someone to do it."

"Thank you Mrs. Cheng." Ji Lianhuo thanked him for taking the ointment, went back to the room, looked at himself in the mirror with red ears, lowered his head, unscrewed the ointment, squeezed out a little on his fingertips, and rubbed it on the spot where the man just touched. Knead in circles.

A different kind of emotion rose from the bottom of his heart, and Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but recall the warmth of the man's palm, which seemed to be enough to dispel all the severe cold around him.

A stream of tingling warmth gathered in the lower abdomen, and the two words in my heart began to churn, and finally broke through everything and reached between the lips and tongue.

"Zhao Zhao."

Ji Dabao's mentality is a little delicate.

The uncle had just passed by him and asked Mrs. Cheng for ointment, but he didn't even look at him the whole time, got the ointment and went straight upstairs again.

Did I really piss off my uncle because of 100 yuan?

Ji Dabao was a little wronged and a little helpless.

After thinking for a while, Ji Dabao pursed his lips, and started to climb the stairs with the energy of climbing Mount Everest, one step after another, Ji Dabao didn't dare to turn his head, fearing that if he looked too high, he would faint.

After a lot of hard work, Ji Dabao lay down in front of the door, beating on the door with his little hands, but there was no movement at all inside.

Ji Dabao sat down in front of the door with a sullen face, his eyes were full of sadness, and he couldn't hide it no matter what.

Even when I arrived at Leng's house, there was a grandfather who loved me, but in the end it was my uncle who held the Leng's house.

In the last life, many people said that without my uncle, I was nothing. At that time, I scoffed at this, but now that I think about it, this seems to be true.

Ji Dabao patted the door sadly, bowed his head submissively.

"Baba, the goose is wrong."

The door of the room was still closed, Ji Dabao put his ear on the door panel, and faintly heard the sound of water inside.

Is it in the shower?

Ji Dabao lay on the ground, trying to look inside from under the crack of the door, after a long while, he only saw the furniture in the room.

Ji Dabao glanced at the watch hanging in the living room on the first floor, and waited for more than an hour before he heard the sound of water inside stop.

What are you doing, uncle!

After taking a bath for more than an hour, the skin is gone!

Seeing slippers pass by from under the crack of the door, Ji Dabao immediately patted the door, showing aggrieved face.

"Ba ba, the goose is wrong!"

The slippers inside the door paused, but he didn't intend to come to open the door, Ji Dabao felt extremely sad.

Uncle was really angry with himself.

How to do.

As soon as Wang Zhaomou came out of the study, he saw Ji Dabao lying in front of the door, walked behind Ji Dabao, and found that Ji Dabao was looking at the situation inside through the crack of the door.

Wang Zhaomou patted Ji Dabao on the back, and the little thing crawled to the side in fright, almost bumping his head against the door panel, fully demonstrating his guilty conscience.

Ji Dabao was quite frightened, so he took a closer look and found that it was Wang Zhaomou.

The next moment, Ji Dabao moved his eyes, hugged Wang Zhaomou's calf softly, and looked up pitifully.

Big Brother Jiu Min.

Seeing Ji Dabao holding the one hundred in his little hand, and thinking about Ji Lianhuo coming back this week, and still not having time to hug Ji Dabao, Wang Zhaomou immediately understood Ji Dabao's intention.

The uncle and nephew have a very good relationship, and they definitely won't be chilled by the 100 yuan. It's more likely that the room is well soundproofed, and Ji Dabao is small and weak, so he couldn't hear clearly when he knocked on the door.

It was like this last time.

Wang Zhaomou picked up Ji Dabao and knocked on the door.

The slippers in the room paused, and the door opened immediately. Ji Lianhuo saw Wang Zhaomou and the cub in his arms at a glance.

"Baba..." With tears in his eyes, Ji Dabao took out the 100 yuan note from his pocket, and stretched out his little hand to Ji Lianhuo, whose hair was wet.

Ji Lianhuo was quiet for a moment, and hugged his unfilial nephew from Wang Zhaomou's arms.

"Woooooooo." Ji Dabao leaned on his uncle's shoulder and began to cry, thinking that if Ji Lianhuo didn't like him, he would be so sad that he would drop Jindoudou.

Wang Zhaomou watched Ji Lianhuo pat Ji Dabao on the back, turned around and took out an empty envelope from the study, and walked into the room of his uncle and nephew.

"Your uncle won't take your money away." Sitting at the desk, Wang Zhaomou wrote Ji Dabao's name on the envelope.

Seeing this, Ji Lianhuo immediately took out the one hundred from Ji Dabao's hand, handed it to Wang Zhaomou, and watched the man put the one hundred in an envelope.

Wang Zhaomou stood up, handed the envelope to Ji Dabao, and in front of Ji Lianhuo, squeezed the boy's red cheeks hard, with a gentle tone.

"You are too young now, even if you take the money to spend, the clerk will not dare to sell you. You can deposit the money in the hands of the guardian, and I will guarantee it for him, how about it?"

Ji Dabao looked at the envelope in his hand, rubbed his painful face, and willingly handed the envelope to Ji Lianhuo, "Baba, Qianqian~"

Ji Lianhuo took the envelope and couldn't help but look up at the man opposite.

Wang Zhaomou smiled at the young man, and raised his hand to rub Ji Lianhuo's damp hair.

Early the next morning, Wang Zhaomou was sitting at the dining table when he saw the cautious young man coming downstairs.

Ji Lianhuo was wearing a dark blue sweater, paired with light-colored jeans, and his white sneakers were clean. He walked downstairs very quickly, showing some vitality that should belong to this age.

The boy's complexion was a little paler than when he first arrived, and his facial features became more angular, like a butterfly about to break out of its cocoon.

"Brother Zhaomou, I'm sorry." The boy stood by the dining table, his eyes full of guilt, "I'm late."

"It's not too late." Wang Zhaomou glanced at Ji Lianhuo's clothes, and saw that the young man had put in a lot of effort to go out today.

Mrs. Cheng hadn't finished breakfast yet, so Wang Zhaomou took out two tickets and put them in front of the boy.

Ji Lianhuo took it with both hands and saw the big characters on it.

"Jewelry design exhibition?"

"Yeah." Wang Zhaomou replied, watching Mrs. Cheng quickly put the breakfast on the table.

"Not long ago, there was a jewelry design competition. This time, the winning designs from the competition are on display."

Ji Lianhuo stared at the jewels printed in color on the ticket, the gold was inlaid around the green emerald, Ji Lianhuo looked at it for a long time, and could only see the word "expensive".

I don't know anything about jewelry.

Ji Lianhuo finished his breakfast a little apprehensively, and after getting into the car with Wang Zhaomou, he felt a little restless.

The two went early, and when they arrived at the exhibition, there were not many people at the venue.

Ji Lianhuo followed closely behind Wang Zhaomou, and found that the venue was unprecedentedly large, somewhat larger than the school's basketball court. The decoration was magnificent, and the music played was very soft.

There were free drinks and food in the venue, but no one went to eat. Ji Lianhuo looked at the people who participated in the exhibition, and they seemed to be rich people. The men were wearing suits, and there were a few men in mink, and the ladies were in luxurious clothes. , who are all very eye-catching jewelry.

Ji Lianhuo felt a little uneasy subconsciously, and followed the man in front of him more closely.

Wang Zhaomou took Ji Lianhuo to scan around, and finally stopped in front of a string of diamond necklaces on display, with a few traces of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Brother Zhaomou?" Ji Lianhuo was sensitive to the emotional changes of the people around him, and his gaze fell in front of the diamond necklace involuntarily.

This string of diamond necklaces is composed of hundreds of diamonds, rich and noble, and what is more eye-catching is its unique design.

The diamond inlay on the left side of the necklace is golden, and the diamond-shaped diamonds are as bright as sunlight; the inlay on the right side of the necklace is silver, and the willow-leaf-shaped diamonds bend out a beautiful arc, just like the luster of a crescent moon.

In the middle of the necklace is a complex and gorgeous rose, with layered petals, each of which reflects the brilliance of various colors, and there is a tassel under the rose, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

"The designer of the necklace is an acquaintance of mine." Wang Zhaomou's lips curled slightly.

"...Acquaintance?" Ji Lianhuo subconsciously grabbed his sweater.

"To put it simply, she has never fought with her brother for family property. She only started learning jewelry design eight months ago. This is her first award-winning work."

Wang Zhaomou looked to the side. Wang Qiyan in a red dress was gnawing on her beloved chicken feet next to the buffet.

Ji Lianhuo followed Wang Zhaomou's gaze, and the woman obviously noticed the two people watching her work. The moment she saw Wang Zhaomou, Wang Qiyan's expression froze, and the chicken paw in her hand fell off.