Chapter 509 Visiting
Chapter 509 Visiting
Zhan Jing listened to Zhao Xuran telling her about the situation and was stunned, "What, you said your Grandpa Zhuge wants to take Ban Xia and them as god-grandchildren?"
Although it sounds like the relationship can be both close and distant, Uncle Zhuge truly regards Ban Xia and them both as apprentices and granduncles. In the future, the twins will have promising prospects. As long as they mingle in the traditional Chinese medicine circle and mention Zhuge Zhi’s name, they’ll avoid a lot of trouble.
Being both a master and a grandfather, he will definitely work hard to promote Ban Xia and them. But Zhan Jing was very puzzled, "I haven’t heard Uncle Zhuge mention it before."
Don’t be fooled by Gong Ruini and others calling Zhuge Zhi grandpa, it’s just a title, and now to officially take Ban Xia and them as god-grandchildren, "By the way, what did your grandpa say about how to handle it?"
How to handle it, Zhao Xuran really hadn’t heard Zhuge Zhi mention it, "You could ask Grandpa, but Grandma Cai and others are preparing things."
Zhao Guangran saw his brother talking with their mom and sneaked over secretly, "I heard Grandma Cai talking about some guest list."
Zhao Xuran was really puzzled; if it’s just adopting god-grandchildren, there’s no need to invite guests, and not on such a large scale either. "What’s going on," Zhan Jing was indeed flabbergasted.
"Did something happen before?" Although Zhan Jing didn’t interact much with Zhuge Zhi, from her father’s words, she knew Zhuge Zhi wasn’t a person who liked fuss. He liked tranquility.
How could such a tranquility-loving person suddenly want a lively scene? Something must have happened.
"Is someone gossiping?" Zhan Jing thought this was the only plausible reason.
Uh, her own mom guessed it fast and Zhao Xuran initially didn’t want to say anything. Grandpa Zhuge had already apologized, and the matter was over. Bringing it up again would only make his mom anxious.
Zhan Jing was shocked, "They still haven’t given up? They’re so shameless!"
Zhan Jing was surprised, "In the future, no matter what they try to say to you, don’t pay any attention to those people. They’re not worth pitying."
"A bunch of animals who would sell out for money or their futures." Although Zhan Jing had never met those people, she was well-informed of their behavior.
There seems to be some inside story. Zhao Xuran was a bit curious but wouldn’t keep asking if no one wanted to explain.
Zhao Guangran was different; he was all sorts of curious, "Mom, did something happen at Grandpa Zhuge’s house?"
Looking at Zhao Guangran’s eager eyes, Zhan Jing wouldn’t say it, after all, this was Uncle Zhuge’s family matter. Saying it so carelessly wouldn’t be appropriate. She might say it if only Zhao Xuran was present, but with Guangran around, it was different.
"How did you do on this test?" Zhan Jing remembered hearing Aunt Cai mentioning something about a test right when she entered, which she found strange as school was starting soon, why have a test?
If not for the grades, they could chat happily, but once this topic was brought up, Zhao Guangran couldn’t chat happily, "I’m off to work."
Zhao Guangran quickly picked up a broom and walked out; the speed he left with reminded one of someone sneaking away, "What’s going on?" Zhan Jing was dumbfounded seeing the broom taller than her son.
"Cleaning the yard, Guangran didn’t do well on this test." Zhao Xuran knew Zhao Guangran was dissatisfied with this punishment, but he wouldn’t relent; the kid had to learn a lesson.
Cleaning the yard? "Is it this little courtyard?" Zhan Jing gasped.
"It’s the backyard and a few gardens in between." Zhao Xuran knew Zhan Jing was feeling soft-hearted, "This time, Guangran played too much, forgetting all he learned before."
"Ah." Zhan Jing originally wanted to advise Zhao Xuran not to be so harsh on Zhao Guangran, but hearing that the younger son hadn’t done well in his studies, she understood why Zhao Xuran was upset.
Zhan Jing was concerned, "How did Ni Zi do?"
"Very well." Zhao Xuran exhaled a long breath, "Mom, you can’t spoil Guangran anymore. He’ll take advantage any chance he gets if you ease up just a bit."
Zhao Xuran noted that Zhao Guangran would pull all sorts of strings to get a plea for leniency. Their dad wouldn’t help Guangran either, knowing that if he did well, he’d count himself lucky not to be severely disciplined, let alone putting in a good word for him.
Only Zhan Jing tends to be softer, "Mom, if you keep letting Guangran continue like this, I’m really worried. Also, Grandpa Zhuge suggested helping us get into the key class, but we declined."
The mother and son hadn’t seen each other for several days; Zhao Xuran had a lot to say to Zhan Jing. The mother and son were engrossed in conversation, while next door, Gong Tao was restless, constantly pressing on the bedding, "Still a bit thin."
Gong Tao was indeed worried. Although Beijing was slightly warmer than the Northeast, it was still cold and there was no kang here. How would his daughter get through the night?
Cold? Gong Ruini didn’t feel cold. It wasn’t that her constitution improved but because she had two human "heaters" beside her, she didn’t feel cold at all.
That’s right, Gong Ruini initially thought as a big girl she shouldn’t share a bed with two kids, but she couldn’t resist the twins’ fussing, and her body felt cold even with a hot water bottle. Eventually, she relied on two human heaters to warm up.
At first, it might have felt inappropriate, but with two heaters, the body felt comfortable. Anyway, she was just a child; when the kids grew up and the house got heating, that would be different.
Hearing that the twins kept company with his daughter, Gong Tao felt more at ease, "How’s the food?"
Gong Tao stared at Gong Ruini for a long time, "Daughter, are you not eating much? Here, Dad gives you money to buy some snacks."
Gong Tao always thought his daughter looked a bit thinner, which was worrying.
Was she thinner? Gong Ruini honestly didn’t feel she was thinner, nor did she get fatter, and she didn’t want to. Gaining weight was easy; losing it was not.
"Dad, I didn’t lose weight and the food here is great, with meat at every meal."
"Is breakfast meat buns or dumplings?" Even though their meals in the Northeast were great, they couldn’t compare here, "Grandma Cai has excellent cooking skills."
"The dumplings and buns are delicious."
"The meals are also tasty," this was what Gong Ruini liked most, yet she worried about gaining weight from all this feeding.
Well-fed and well-accommodated, Gong Tao was relieved. They resisted visiting frequently for fear Zhuge Zhi might mind their constant visits. Now knowing their daughter was doing well put them at ease.
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