[Author's Note: Gu Chen: We've come to help.]
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Chapter Sixty-Four: Yes, you're the best.
Chapter Sixty-Four: You're the best.
"Hello, Grandpa." Although she didn't know if the other person could understand her, Xiang Yu felt that a polite greeting was essential.
In this respect, she is becoming more and more like Gu Chen.
Grandpa Jiang did not respond to him, but just kept staring in the direction of the door.
"That's just how old men are, sometimes they just get confused." Having probably seen this many times, Grandma Jiang, afraid that the younger generation would feel embarrassed, smiled and smoothed things over, "Don't take it to heart, Grandpa actually just wanted to say hello to you."
Xiang Yu shook his head: "It's nothing."
"Well... sigh, he's getting old." Wang Zehao tried to lighten the mood, but didn't know where to start, so he simply said, "My grandpa is the same way. Every time I go to his place, he doesn't recognize me. Sigh."
Yang Shuhuan was stunned, looking at Wang Zehao in disbelief: "..."
He thought to himself that if Grandpa Wang knew that his grandson was talking about him like that outside, he would definitely throw down his pear wood cane and chase Wang Zehao for three blocks.
The other three were not afraid of social interaction and took the initiative to start conversations, becoming more and more familiar with each other. Xu Youluo simply told Jiang Wensong to take a break and started massaging Grandma Jiang's legs.
Honestly, the technique and strength he used looked very professional.
Jiang Wensong thought it was unlikely; Xu Youluo, a rich young master, was actually quite capable.
"Luo Zai, is this a hobby?"
Xu Youluo found a certain acupoint on Grandma Jiang's leg and gently pressed it with the pad of her thumb. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "You could say that. I massage my sister and my mother when they are tired."
"My shoulders have been sore from studying lately, Luozi, could you give me a massage?"
As Wang Zehao spoke, he twisted his neck, raised his arms, and spun them around twice, but his deception was ruthlessly exposed the next second.
Are you sure you learned it through studying and not from playing games?
"Damn, so you weren't the one playing games with me?"
Wang Zehao and Yang Shuhuan started playing around like they did at school, which livened up the atmosphere and put the old lady in a good mood. Grandma Jiang watched the two of them and laughed.
She smiled and looked to the side, "Wen Song, your classmates are really great."
After saying that, she looked at Xiang Yu again and said, "Grandma thinks you look familiar. Have I seen you somewhere before?"
Xiang Yu nodded, "I've met with the parents at the parent-teacher meeting."
"Yes, I remember now, you were number one, right?" Grandma Jiang smiled. "I didn't look closely last time, but at first glance you're a studious, sensible and well-behaved child."
"..."
The people inside paused for a second, then quickly resumed their normal actions.
Well-behaved and sensible?
God knows that all the people in this room combined couldn't beat Brother Yu.
Jiang Wensong nodded. No problem. Being well-behaved and sensible doesn't prevent someone from becoming a school bully at all.
Xiang Yu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled politely, while his thumb kept rubbing the second joint of his index finger, looking somewhat restrained.
"I'll go help in the kitchen." Xiang Yu felt that he still needed to think about how to make seamless interpersonal communication, as he was starting to feel uncomfortable again. Just then, Gu Chen was still in the kitchen, so he made an excuse to leave.
He took two steps out the door and looked back. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but Xiang Yu felt that Grandpa Jiang was staring at him. However, when he looked back, the other man's gaze was still dull and lifeless.
Xiang Yu didn't linger; he went out, turned left, and entered the kitchen.
The kitchen was filled with the unique sweet and sour aroma of tomatoes. Gu Chen, holding chopsticks and wearing an apron, was busy working in front of the pot with his back to the door.
As soon as Xiang Yu stepped into the kitchen, Gu Chen turned around and saw her boyfriend. She smiled and greeted him, "Boyfriend, come here quickly."
Xiang Yu walked away, and Gu Chen stepped aside slightly to let him see what was in the pot.
"Not bad, right? Doesn't it smell like what our grandma used to make?"
Both stoves were running simultaneously: one pot was simmering tomato and egg broth, and the other was cooking noodles that resembled whole grains in color.
Xiang Yu glanced at the amount in the pot, then looked at the meat rolls and meatballs piled up on the white porcelain plate on the cutting board.
There were six large plates in total, and seven or eight more plates of vegetables on the table in the main room.
“The hot pot portion is quite large, but with the rats around, I don’t think it will be enough.” As he spoke, Gu Chen picked up a package from the cutting board. “This is buckwheat noodles. Grandpa and Grandma Song both have diabetes, so this is a better staple food than refined flour. Also, it’s not convenient for Grandpa Jiang to eat hot pot due to his condition.”
"Mm." Xiang Yu nodded, acknowledging the other person's thoughtfulness in caring for others. "It's quite good."
"Is it good?" Gu Chen smiled and leaned closer, while Xiang Yu didn't move.
"Hmm? Aren't you going to say a few more compliments?" As he spoke, he leaned closer, and just as their lips were about to touch, Xiangyu leaned forward slightly.
She lightly touched his lips to his, and after they parted, she whispered, "Squad Leader Gu, you're amazing."
"...Damn!" Gu Chen was stunned. After regaining his senses, he smiled and put down his chopsticks. His smiling eyes contained a different meaning.
"precious……"
"Your pot is going to burn."
Xiang Yu smiled and watched Gu Chen turn away, looking flustered. She rinsed her hands in the sink, picked up the meatball rolls, and said, "I'll take the things over first."
Everyone was having a good time at the dinner table. The house was lively, and Grandma Jiang was also very happy. Looking at Grandma Jiang's smile, Xiang Yu automatically imagined Grandma Hou's face. It had been a while since she last came home. After finishing her final exams, she would only have a few more days before the New Year. Xiang Yu's father had called last time to say that he would come home earlier this year, and her mother also said that if nothing unexpected happened, she would be transferred back to her post before the New Year. If Grandma Hou was willing, they could bring the old lady to X City.
Xiang Yu felt that his grandmother would not settle in X City, but would come at most during the Chinese New Year and return to %2FB%2F City after he started school.
Thinking of this, Xiang Yu felt a little lonely for a moment, but his left hand, which was under the table, was enveloped in warmth.
Gu Chen stroked Xiang Yu's hand, guessing that he probably missed Grandma Hou. He gently squeezed Xiang Yu's fingertips, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Bring our grandma here for the New Year, and I'll help you persuade her to stay in X City."
Grandma Hou is getting old, and Gu Chen is worried about leaving her alone in %2FB%2F City.
He nodded in surprise.
"Don't be sad, darling." Gu Chen held chopsticks in his left hand and, not very skillfully, scooped a slice of cooked beef from the mushroom soup pot and placed it into Xiang Yu's dipping bowl.
Grandma Jiang sat in her wheelchair, feeding Grandpa Jiang a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. Jiang Wensong sat next to her, putting cooked meat and vegetables into her bowl. The three of them looked after each other, and no one noticed the little interaction between Gu Chen and Xiang Yu.
"..." Wang Zehao stared intently at the chopsticks he had just picked up, questioning his existence.
He didn't understand why his brother Chen and brother Yu held hands while eating, but he also felt like he knew something.
Well, it's easy to advise others but hard to advise yourself. Although he advised Yang Shuhuan to relax last time, he didn't take what the other person said seriously at all.
What if he's mistaken? Should we bend down and look again?
Yang Shuhuan handed him a new pair of chopsticks, and Wang Zehao, without saying a word, casually put the chopsticks on the ground again.
The movements were fluid and seamless, without the slightest hesitation.
Yang Shuhuan: "..."
Before Wang Zehao could bend down to pick it up, Yang Shuhuan grabbed the back of his sweater collar, gritted his teeth, and gave him a friendly smile.
"Are you tired of living?"
[Author's Note: Later]
Gu Chen: Isn't my husband great?
Xiang Yu: Hmm... Ugh!
Chapter Sixty-Five: Gu Chen, I'll just touch you, I won't do anything.
Chapter Sixty-Five Gu Chen: I'm just touching it, I won't do anything.
There was no wind in the courtyard. Grandma Jiang, wearing cotton-padded trousers and a cotton-padded jacket, sat in her electric wheelchair. Xu Youluo taught her how to use the control panel of the electric wheelchair. Jiang Wensong was tidying up the bed in another larger side room. It was an old-fashioned bed, with a wooden board placed between the two headboards to make a bed.
Xu Youluo shared a room with him, while the other four slept here. The wooden plank bed was big enough, so Jiang Wensong estimated it and added another one-meter-wide plank.
The house has many beddings, most of which are printed with auspicious symbols such as peonies and dragons and phoenixes, which were part of Jiang's mother's wedding dowry.
Jiang Wensong laid out two thick mattresses, then covered them with sheets, and prepared four extra quilts.
Wang Zehao and Yang Shuhuan were washing pots and dishes in the kitchen, while Gu Chen and Xiang Yu were keeping Grandpa Jiang company in the main house.
Gu Chen was the main culprit; he didn't care whether Grandpa Jiang understood or not, and he just kept chattering on and on.
From school matters, it rises to society; from society, it rises to the nation; from the nation, it rises to the international arena.
They talked about it among classmates, in newspapers, and online; they even talked about things that happened when they went out together.
Xiang Yu watched as Grandpa Jiang's blank gaze gradually fell on Gu Chen's face. His pupils widened, his mouth slightly open as if he was about to make a sound, and finally he nodded sharply, letting out a very heavy sound from his throat.
"hold head high!"
"Oh!" Gu Chen seemed to understand and nodded. "Grandpa, you like to hear about national affairs? Okay, then I'll tell you more!"
Grandpa Jiang listened intently, nodding as he watched Gu Chen rise and fall in the story, listening from the sidelines. When Gu Chen talked a lot, he poured him a glass of water.
"Oh, it's already past eight o'clock." Grandma Jiang, sitting in her wheelchair, lifted the thick curtain, bringing with her a chill.
Xu Youluo pushed her from behind and said, "Grandma, shall we go out for a walk for a while longer?"
"Sigh, I'm not going shopping anymore, Grandma has to go to sleep." Grandma Jiang yawned. "Wen Song said you have exams coming up, and you need to study tonight. Study hard, and Grandma will reward you if you do well."
"A reward? What reward?" Wang Zehao was so excited when he heard the word "reward" as soon as he entered the room.
"You'll only get a reward if you learn well." Yang Shuhuan rolled her eyes at him, then took a rag she had washed from the kitchen and wiped the round table where everyone had just eaten together. "Song'er said she'll study here tonight."
"You're already studying?" Wang Zehao had just arrived in a new environment and couldn't immediately focus on his studies.
Grandma Jiang used her wheelchair to go to the bathroom to wash up. After washing up, she took a set of toiletries for Grandpa Jiang to wash up as well. Grandpa Jiang's non-paralyzed side of his body could still move, and he could brush his teeth by himself. Grandma Jiang held a basin in one hand and a water cup in the other. After Grandpa Jiang had finished brushing, she handed the water cup to his mouth so that he could rinse his mouth.
After tidying up the side room, Jiang Wensong came in and saw that Grandma had already asked Gu Chen to help push Grandpa into the small room. "Don't you need to wipe Grandpa's body?"
Grandma Jiang said, "No need, you should go and study."
"Hmm..." Jiang Wensong said, seeing that the table was almost tidied up. "Then let's do it tomorrow."
The group of students opened their books and gathered around the round table to study. They all started by completing their week's homework. The math teacher had assigned three worksheets, although they didn't have to finish them all.
Yingjuan's original words: I will highlight a few key questions. We just need to do these. Students who know how to learn can do more if they want.
Wang Zehao laughed when he heard that; he didn't know how to study.