Xiaojiao’s grandmother, of course, noticed the recent changes in Lan Shuixian. She wasn’t as caring toward her siblings as before, occasionally giving her elder a sullen look.
The store she used to care about, she didn’t seem interested in running it anymore, instead spending her days in some club, reportedly working there earning a high salary.
Day by day, it was certain she had met some wealthy people and started to think too highly of herself, which made her restless.
Thinking about how sensible Shuixian used to be, but just working in such a place for a while, how did she end up now?
Lan Shuixian slammed the door as she returned to her room and began to sleep.
She could hardly keep up the pretense anymore. She didn’t want to retain anything of the original owner, including her relatives. Just the thought of facing this old and two young ones every day filled her with irritation.
But the original owner hadn’t truly left, and she feared that one day the original owner would return and forbid her from using this body anymore.
Thinking about it was annoying, no, she had to ask that Taoist priest if there was a way to keep the original owner from ever coming back.
If it were like Su Xiaofeng, where the original owner suddenly returned, wouldn’t all she did before be meaningless.
Gu Xiaobao sat in the courtyard, staring at the gate with a gloomy face, asking Gu Dabao, "Brother, do you think dad and mom might suddenly come back to celebrate the New Year with us?"
"That’s hard to say," Gu Dabao answered sagely, "Whether they can come back or not, we are not alone. We have our grandparents and uncle to celebrate the New Year with, right?"
"Grandma said that uncle is coming back today; I wonder if mom will come back with him."
"We can just call and find out," Gu Dabao moved to the phone, "Should we call grandma, or aunt and the others?"
"Call great-grandpa," Xiaobao’s bright eyes twinkled.
"Let’s call great grandpa." Gu Dabao began dialing.
He had a good memory; once told, he could remember all the family members’ phone numbers.
"Great-grandpa, guess who this is?" As soon as the call connected, Gu Xiaobao’s babyish voice came through the handset, almost melting Gu senior’s heart.
"Is it my darling grandkids?"
"Great-grandpa, happy New Year."
"Happy New Year." Gu senior felt emotional, a good New Year’s marred by those people.
"Great-grandpa, are my dad and mom at home? Where are they spending the New Year?" Gu Xiaobao, still a child, revealed his little motives within a few sentences.
Hearing Xiaobao’s words, Gu senior laughed heartily: "You two rascals, calling to say hello is just a pretense; you really want to know if your parents can come back and spend the New Year with you, don’t you? Don’t worry, your parents and uncle are on their way home right now."
"That’s really great!"
Knowing that their parents were on their way back, the delighted Dabao and Xiaobao called their grandmother and also called their grandparents in the Imperial Capital to wish them happy New Year.
There was a knock at the door, Gu Dabao hung up the phone and went to open the door.
It was a fashionable woman wearing a scarf and an orange coat, seeing the adorable pair, Wu Wenli’s smile grew: "You must be Gu Dabao and Gu Xiaobao, hello there."
"I know you; you’re Auntie," Gu Xiaobao looked at her briefly.
Wu Wenli, upon hearing Xiaobao’s comment, immediately looked embarrassed.
Hearing the voice and seeing it was Wenli, He Ximei warmly invited her in: "It’s Wenli, eh? The kids don’t understand those things; don’t feel bad."
"Auntie, it’s okay," Wu Wenli entered carrying gifts: "I also just came back yesterday, been so rushed, I hadn’t had time to visit you all yet. I heard from my mom that Xiaofeng came back; where is Xiaofeng?"
"She went back to the Imperial Capital but said she could make it back today. Wenli, have a seat here, I’ll go cook some dishes, and you can have lunch with us," He Ximei, of course, noticed the changes in Wu Wenli.
She began to worry for her son again, fearful that Wenli’s expectations had risen and she might no longer be interested in her somewhat naive son.
Being a parent was indeed a life of worries; previously content that her son was healthy, now she hoped he would marry a capable and beautiful wife to love him for a lifetime.
"Auntie, let me help you,"
"No need, you’ve just come back from a big city; there’s a lot of dust in the kitchen. You keep an eye on the twins for me. It’s about time Pengzi got here too." The early morning flight plus the travel time, he should definitely make it back by lunch.