Mr.Cheng, I just want to be your baby

Mr. Xia came out of the house by himself. He walked steadily with a stick, but it's still very dangerous for such an old man with no one around.

Jing Yi pondered for a moment and asked, "Grandpa Xia, are you home alone?"

"Lao Wang went out to buy vegetables. Now I'm alone."

Lao Wang is the nanny of the Xia family. He has taken care of old Xia for many years. He is a very kind little old lady.

"Did they go shopping together?"

"You say Xiao Zheng and Xiao Li? I fired them both."

"Dismissal?"

Although Lao Wang is more than ten years younger than old Xia and has a strong body, he is also a 70 year old woman. She takes care of the family and takes care of old Xia who is older than herself. How can her body bear it?

Jing Yi twisted his eyebrows. Just about to ask why he dismissed the two people, he heard master Xia say, "Yibao, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Grandpa doesn't have much money. Hiring two more people will cost a lot of money."

"Grandpa Xia..."

Jing Yi felt that it was inappropriate to say what he had said. Finally, he just sighed softly and became silent.

If she is a friend of the same generation, she can say "you have no money, why don't you tell me", "how much money do you need, I'll give you or I'll lend you", but this is an elder, her grandfather and a man who has been strong all his life. If she says so, she is seriously hurting his self-esteem.

She only knew that the business of the Lu family was bad, but she didn't expect it to be bad. She couldn't afford to hire two or three servants at home.

"Yibao, grandpa told you that he didn't want you to sympathize, nor did he want your family to help, but you asked, grandpa told you, that's all." at this time, old Xia said with a voice of vicissitudes.

Jing opened her mouth one by one. She only felt that her eyes were sore and swollen. Her eyes were red. She bit her lips and nodded. She knew.

At this time, when she arrived at the living room, she helped old Xia sit down on the sofa, sucked her nose, quickly wiped away the tears that were about to flow, and said in a strong nasal voice, "Grandpa Xia, have you had breakfast?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll pour you a glass of water."

"I'm not thirsty..."

Before master Xia finished his words, Jing Yi had turned and walked quickly to the kitchen. The tears she had just wiped soon filled the whole eyes and was about to come out. She didn't want to cry in front of the old man. She was afraid that he felt sorry for him, but she was just distressed!

The moment I turned around, those accumulated tears were like a flood opening the gate, "crash" all at once.

But she didn't dare to make a sound, so people came to the kitchen.

Leaning against the wall, she cried for a while and quickly adjusted her mood. She went to the pool to wash her face. She was surprised to see a bowl and a spoon in the pool that had not been cleaned in time.

She stared at the bowl and spoon in the sink for a moment and turned to the gas stove. There was a porridge pot on the gas stove with the lid covered. She opened it. There was corn soup. It was thin. When she scooped it with a spoon, there was not much corn grits at the bottom of the pot, let alone water. There is also a small plate on the cupboard. There are some pickles in the plate.

Is this grandpa Xia's breakfast?

Not to mention what he ate, he looked at the corn soup in the pot and the bowls that had not been washed in time in the pool, which was enough to show that Grandma Wang was not here. Grandma Wang was a very particular person and would never leave the bowls in the pool and wash them after buying vegetables.

After analysis, Jing Yi came to the refrigerator again and opened it. It was almost empty. Except for a few boxes of milk, they were almost expired.

Tears came out again. Jing Yi washed the bowl in the sink while crying.

After washing the dishes, she took two cups of hot water and went out. She pretended that she had found nothing and sat down in the living room as if nothing had happened.

"Grandpa Xia, when I came here, Grandpa specifically asked me to persuade you. His original words were 'we live to this age, we have to be open about everything. Don't make trouble with ourselves anymore. There is a gap between the children, but aren't we old brothers? You've been hiding from me and don't answer the phone. Do you want to break up with me?'

When he said what he said, Jing Yi deliberately imitated her grandfather's tone, which made master Xia wipe tears and laugh.

"Grandpa Xia." Jing Yi took the opportunity to sit beside him and hold his arm, "Will you just listen to my grandfather? No matter how noisy we young people are, you and my Lord are old friends for a lifetime. I think your feelings have already surpassed those between friends. It's not wrong to say that you are relatives. You're happy and comfortable, and my Lord is happy and comfortable. If you're not good, he's sad."

Old Xia bowed his head and wiped his tears. He choked and couldn't say a word.

When master Xia's mood finally calmed down, Jing Yi told her about Xia Shishi.

"Grandpa Xia, I'm sorry I came to tell you this morning. I..."

"Yibao, you don't have to apologize. It wasn't your fault, and what you did was right. Shishi's child is different from before. Before, I wanted to persuade her, but she couldn't listen to anything. She came back and had a big quarrel with me some time ago and said she wanted to break up with me. Then I called her. She didn't answer, went to her, and she didn't see me. She said her heart I'm really disappointed with her. "

Speaking of this, master Xia sighed, with a thick sadness on his face.

"Her sister is not obedient, and she doesn't let people worry. If their sisters are half as sensible as you, I'll be relieved if I die!"

"Grandpa Xia, don't say that."

"Yibao, you don't have to comfort Grandpa. Grandpa knows everything in his heart."

It's not easy for Jing to say anything when she sipped her lips. In fact, the old man won't feel good when she said anything at this time. Instead, she'd better be a listener quietly.

It seems that he has opened the conversation box, or no one has spoken for too long. Old Xia said intermittently for an hour or two.

Noon is coming soon.

Xiao Zhang came in from the outside with two big bags of ingredients, smiled and shouted, "Grandpa Xia, miss, I'll put my things in the kitchen."

Master Xia was stunned at first, and then his eyes were wet again.

"Grandpa Xia, I didn't do this for you. I did it for myself."

Jing stood up with a smile and stroked her bare arm twice. She was wearing short sleeves and had no sleeves to pull up, but this posture was going to be a big fight.

"My Lord gave me an order. She said that if I couldn't cook nine dishes and one soup before he came, he would serve me at home! I'll be busy first. Grandpa Xia, have a rest."

"Your grandpa will come later?" old Xia was a little nervous. He hadn't seen his old friends for many days, and he was looking for reasons. At this moment, he was nervous when he heard that his old friends were coming, and even had the idea of going out to hide.

As soon as Jing heard the speech, he stopped, turned around and said "well", then blinked his eyes, "Grandpa Xia, are you a little nervous? My Lord, you don't understand? He is a knife with a mouth and a heart of tofu. He has a different heart. In a moment, he will certainly nag when he meets. Just go in and out of the left ear. If you ignore him, he won't nag himself in a moment."

Having said that, after all, I owe it to myself.

Old Xia wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and the sofa was covered with cactus, so that he couldn't sit still at all.

After looking at the time, he got up and came to the kitchen, "Yibao, when will your grandpa arrive?"

Jing looked at his watch. "About another hour? Or half an hour?"

"So fast?"

Master Xia was worried. He quickly turned and went upstairs, went back to his room and changed his clothes.

He didn't pay attention to his wrinkled clothes because he didn't go out at home all the time, but when an old friend came, the guy's mouth was a knife. If he saw him wearing such wrinkled bark like clothes, he didn't know when to scold him, so he had to change into proper clothes quickly.

Mr. Xia's clothes were ironed by Lao Wang before. Now Lao Wang is dismissed by him. He won't get these clothes. It's good to wash them reluctantly. Therefore, the clothes in the wardrobe are messy and none of them can be worn out.

I haven't picked one to my satisfaction for a long time. Master Xia is very worried. He sees that half an hour has passed. Should laolutou arrive?

What should I do?

Seeing the ironing board, Mr. Xia pondered. On weekdays, he saw that it was very easy for Lao Wang to iron clothes. He tried it. It should also be ironable.

With Xiao Wang's help, Jing Yi's nine dishes and one soup were made smoothly and quickly. When Master Lu arrived, the last soup just came out of the pot.

"Yibao, did you prepare the meal? Didn't you prepare the family service." old man Lu didn't see anyone when he came to the yard or when he entered the house. He smelled the smell from the kitchen, so he came all the way to the kitchen. Suddenly, he made a noise, which frightened Jing Yi and Xiao Zhang.

Jing turned around with a smile and pointed to the cupboard, "Sir, please look!"

Mr. Lu went over and looked, nodded with satisfaction, "good! My granddaughter is good at cooking!"

Jing Yi was about to make a fuss, but in a flash, she heard her grandfather say the next sentence slowly, "the hue is good, the taste is good, and we can't judge it until we taste it for a while."

Jing turned his eyes, took off his apron and hung it on the hook at the door, "I'll ask grandpa Xia to eat."

"He's not in the living room, nor in the yard. Do you know I'm coming and hiding?" old man Lu snorted and didn't pick him up at the gate, even if he waited at the door, but he didn't, so he was very angry.

"Not in the yard or in the living room?" Jing thought, "maybe you'll go upstairs and go back to your room. Please wash your hands first. Brother Zhang, please take the food to the restaurant. I'll find grandpa Xia."

He went upstairs and went straight to old Xia's room. The door was hidden. Jing knocked on the door, "Grandpa Xia? Grandpa Xia, are you in there?"

No one answered. Jing Yi gently pushed the door open and looked inside. There was no one, but it seemed that something came out from somewhere in the room.

"Grandpa Xia?"

Jing shouted again and walked into the room. At this time, she saw the open dressing room. Old Xia was ironing clothes with an iron, and sweat was on his forehead.

"Grandpa Xia, what are you doing?"

Master Xia was concentrating on ironing clothes. He was startled. The iron in his hand almost fell to the ground.

As soon as he looked up and saw that the visitor was Jing Yi, he was very embarrassed and his face was very red, but at the same time he was relieved, "Yibao, can you iron clothes? Grandpa is really stupid and can't iron. Please iron for grandpa!"

Jing Yi first looked at the iron in the old man's hand. Now few people in the family use this old-fashioned iron. They usually use steam hanging iron, but grandma said that in fact, the clothes ironed by this old-fashioned iron are more rigid. Their older generation are used to old-fashioned ones, and they usually use old-fashioned ones.

However, for her, she won't be popular or old-fashioned!

Hands are broken. Clothes break when ironed.

More once, she bought a new shirt and liked it very much, but the shirt was wrinkled after washing. She wanted to iron it, and then she looked high and low and ironed a big hole in the shirt!

So, let her iron her clothes with her head hard now. This is to catch the ducks on the shelf!

"Grandpa Xia, I can only try, but if you iron your clothes, I don't care."

"Just iron it. Grandpa has a lot of clothes. Take another one if it's broken."

Having said that, she can't really practice with Grandpa Xia's clothes, can she?

Jing took a deep breath, pressed the handle of my iron tightly, imagined grandma's usual ironing action, and ironed it carefully.

It was not easy to iron this side. She put the iron away and was stunned when she was about to turn over her clothes.

"Oh!" old Xia patted his forehead, "I burned a big hole in this dress just now. I forgot! Sorry, Yibao, I'll go there and get a new one. You can iron it for me."

Jing Yi's mouth pulled hard. God knows how nervous she was just now. She finally thought she had succeeded in half, but the result was in vain!

She wants to cry.

At this time, master Xia brought another dress with an apologetic face, "Yibao, please trouble you again."

"Grandpa Xia, don't say that. In fact, I should thank you for giving me the opportunity to practice. To tell you the truth, I burned a big hole in my newly bought shirt! It's bigger than the hole in your shirt just now!"

After hearing this, master Xia quickly looked down at the shirt in his hand and hesitated. A moment later, he said, "Yibao, can you be careful? This dress is bought for me every day, and I haven't been willing to wear it."

Jing Yi looked slightly changed and smiled, "Grandpa Xia, don't worry, I will be careful."

After more than ten minutes of uneasiness, she finally ironed the shirt and didn't iron the shirt. Jing Yi was relieved. When she cleaned up the ironing board, she seemed to inadvertently ask, "Grandpa Xia, where is my sister every day now? Have you been married?"