"Miss Two."

Aunt Zhou put her suitcase in place and found that there was a password lock, so she couldn't open it. "Do I need to clean up the luggage in it for you?"

"No."

Aunt Zhou was stunned, "Then... do you see where else do you need my help to clean up?"

"I don't need Aunt Zhou, I'll just clean up myself."

"...Okay, then I'll go out first."

**

Back in the living room, facing the look of Mrs. Ji, Aunt Zhou explained, "Miss Second said she would clean up by herself and she didn't need my help."

"Don't clean up by yourself?" Ji Ranran laughed out loud, "It turns out that I grew up in the countryside. I am used to living a poor life and I am not used to being served."

"Ranran." Zhao Xiuyun's eyes warned.

This eldest daughter always says whatever she thinks, never knowing the right position or occasion.

Such a personality will easily suffer in the future!

"Okay, don't worry about her." Old Mrs. Ji urged, "You call Guangli quickly and ask him to hurry up."

"yes."

Aunt Zhou quickly finished the phone call, "Old lady, the gentleman said he was already on the way."

Old Mrs. Ji looked at Song Anqi, "Anqi, I'm really troubled you today, so does Guangli. Always let you do these errands?"

"It's okay, Grandma Ji, Mr. Ji is busy, I just happen to be fine tonight."

"You, it's just that people are so nice. I never know how to refuse." Old Mrs. Ji patted the back of Song Anqi's hand, and the more I looked at it, the more I liked it, "Will you stay for dinner later?"

"No Grandma Ji." Song Anqi politely refused, "I promised my parents to go back tonight."

Old Mrs. Ji tskated, "I'll call your parents myself!"

Zhao Xiuyun also advised, "Yes, Anqi, my uncle will be back soon, let's finish the meal before leaving."

When it comes to Ji Guangli, Song Anqi couldn't refuse her affection, so she finally agreed.

Old Mrs. Ji was naturally very happy and immediately ordered two more dishes in the kitchen.

"Grandma Ji." Song Anqi took out a gift box, "Sorry, I missed your birthday party a few days ago, but I chose a birthday gift. I don't know if you like it."

The box opened and there was a silver bracelet inside.

Old Mrs. Ji smiled instantly, "Oh, look at it, An Qi is still very dedicated. She is so busy with work and still remembers my old woman's birthday, unlike some people..."

I glanced at the direction of the guest room and the corners of my mouth, and there was a strong disgust.

Song Anqi smiled faintly and did not speak.

Zhao Xiuyun started to mix with Xi, "Mom, Shengsheng is still a child."

"Child? I think it's because she lacks etiquette and tutoring! She was raised by her mother!" When talking about Xia Zhuoyan, Old Mrs. Ji's tone was even more harsh, "The upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked. When she got married, she ran out to work. Letting her have a second child is like killing her. She took her daughter to the countryside after saying a few words! She can get a divorce directly. Anyway, my son has good conditions, so she just happened to find a young and beautiful person to give birth to a eldest grandson for me..."

"Mom." Zhao Xiuyun advised, "Shut up, don't be heard by the child."

Old Mrs. Ji snorted coldly, not satisfied, "This child must be raised by her side to be filial! An Qi, look, this letter is the birthday gift written by Guoguo to me personally!"

Song Anqi looked at the copybook on the wall and nodded frequently, "This word is really well written."

"Yes, Guoguo's calligraphy has won the city's grand prize, and her paintings are also very good..."

When the second daughter was praised, Zhao Xiuyun's face instantly felt honored.

Ji Guoguo is seventeen years old this year, and she is excellent in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Compared with the spoiled Ji Ranran, she looks likable, obedient and sensible, and has always been a good child in the eyes of teachers and parents.

Even Ji Guangli was particularly satisfied with this niece.

**

About half an hour later, the door of the guest room was knocked.

"Miss. The second lady, the gentleman and the third lady are back, and I'll call you to go out and prepare for dinner."

"good."

When leaving, Aunt Zhou took a look at the room inadvertently.

Didn’t you say you should clean up yourself?

Why didn't you even open your suitcase?

**

In the living room, Ji Guangli just took Ji Guoguo home.

Facing the third year of high school, many parents have found tutoring classes for their children in private, and Ji Guangli is no exception.

Ji Guoguo heard that her sister had been off for a year because she was sick and could not keep up with her study progress, so she offered to help make up for her lessons.

This child has always had good grades. This final exam, he won the second place in the whole grade. He has long been arranged to be a key class in the third grade of the No. 1 Middle School.

He thought that with his niece's help and care, Ji Shengsheng's study progress would be faster, so he agreed. Today he specially took her to register.

Hearing the footsteps, Ji Guoguo put down the water cup in her hand and politely stood up to greet him, "Second sister, you are back."

She was wearing a light pink dress with a sleeveless round neck, with an oval face, bangs, black hair and shoulders, and a smiling face.

Compared with Ji Ranran's pretty appearance, Ji Guoguo's appearance, which is not aggressive, is the most popular among elders and opposite sex.

Ji Shengsheng smiled at her and said well-behavedly, "Dad, Guoguo."

"Yes." Ji Guangli's eyes were soft.

He was just over forty years old this year and just returned home. He took off his suit and unbuttoned his shirt.

Instead of the baldness and beer belly that are common among middle-aged people, nor as merciless and greasy as businessmen, they are graceful and affectionate, and still have charming eyes at first glance.

Ji Shengsheng's eyes and nose are like him, and his mouth and face are like Xia Zhuoyan, which perfectly combines the advantages of his parents.

"Old lady, sir, it's time to have dinner."

Everyone stood up and moved to the restaurant.

The long dining table is covered with white tablecloths, and under the crystal lamp, the dishes are carefully arranged.

Old Mrs. Ji sat in the chief, and the others sat down on both sides in turn.

Zhao Xiuyun sat on one side with her two daughters, opposite Song Anqi sat next to Ji Guangli, and a seat was empty between them.

"Shengsheng, you sit here." She gestured.

Ji Shengsheng walked over and sat down.

It happened to be Ji Ranran on the opposite side, and he was looking at the show.

The Ji family’s dining table is accustomed to placing two sets of tableware, including Western and Chinese.

Ji Shengsheng must only know how to use chopsticks!

Can't use knife and fork!

When she saw Ji Shengsheng picking up the bamboo chopsticks, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

It’s indeed a local bun that grew up in the countryside!

Zhao Xiuyun frowned, "Ranran, why are you laughing at?"

"It's okay." Ji Ranran picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece of beef and put it into his mouth with elegant movements.

Unexpectedly, Ji Shengsheng suddenly called her, "Big Sister."

Ji Ranran squinted his eyes, a little impatient, "What are you doing?"

Ji Shengsheng smiled sweetly, with his almond eyes curled into crescent shape, "Can I borrow your room later?"

Ji Ranran's face froze.

Why did this dead girl suddenly mention this?

Sure enough, Ji Guangli frowned, "What room should I borrow? What should I do?"

Ji Shengsheng explained in a delicate voice, "Mom was worried that I was not very comfortable when I just came back to live, so she made an appointment to video with me later and said she wanted to see the layout of my room, but..."

Click to stop.

Ji Guangli suddenly put down the chopsticks.

A sound of "dou".

Except for Ji Shengsheng, everyone else was startled by the sound, and Ji Ranran's face turned pale in an instant.

"Ranran, what's going on?" Ji Guangli looked stern.

Old Mrs. Ji gave birth to two children and one daughter. More than ten years ago, the eldest son of the Ji family had a car accident due to drunkenness and unfortunately died young, leaving behind the orphanage and widowed mother to depend on each other for life.

The burden of the entire Ji family fell on Ji Guangli, the second son.
To be continued...