noffsinger Chapter 334 Did Uncle Chu not consider changing the gate?
Chapter 334 Did Uncle Chu not consider changing the gate?
An Xiaoyue and Fu Shengyang accompanied Chu Jinhuai, basking in the sun and chatting in the courtyard.
An Xiaoyue also told Chu Jinhuai about what happened at Chu Xiao's house yesterday.
"Brother Chu is a very good cook, and his house is very clean. He can manage his life very well."
“Hua Lan and Brother Chu have known each other for many years. She is very protective of her brother. She would suffer losses and hardships herself, but she would never let Brother Chu suffer the same way.”
“Last time we went shopping, she even picked out a very meaningful brooch for Brother Chu.”
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Most of the time, it was An Xiaoyue and Fu Shengyang who did the talking.
Chu Jinhuai simply listened, a faint smile playing on his lips—his only response.
Occasionally, the caregiver or Aunt Wei would come out to check on Chu Jinhuai's condition, or to add water or bring fruit to the two guests, and then they would not disturb him again.
Aunt Wei sat on a small stool by the window, both crying and laughing.
The master has such a descendant, and the young master has such a good brother.
very nice.
It wasn't until the sun was directly overhead and Chu Jinhuai was so tired that his reactions were sluggish that Fu Shengyang insisted on pushing Chu Jinhuai back to the living room.
"Tell me more about Chu Xiao, I'm not tired yet." Chu Jinhuai wanted to hear more.
An Xiaoyue said softly, "Uncle Chu, Sheng Yang isn't at work. If you want to know, he'll come to keep you company again tomorrow."
Fu Shengyang also said, "Yes, Uncle Chu, let's stop here for today. As for Lucky, I'll bring him over tomorrow too."
"No no no..."
Upon hearing that Fu Shengyang would not only come tomorrow, but also bring good fortune, Chu Jinhuai repeatedly waved his hand in refusal.
"Don't bring your good fortune here; it would be bad if you passed on your illness to the child. Sheng Yang, don't come either. I have no regrets after this one time."
"We'll be at ease if you young people live your lives well. I'm also at ease knowing that Chu Xiao has a good brother like you."
"Don't come here again. You should live your lives well and take good care of your health. Pretend you don't know anything about my affairs, and don't tell Chu Xiao."
After Chu Jinhuai finished giving his instructions in fits and starts, an unnatural flush rose on his usually bloodless face.
Upon seeing this, the caregiver immediately went to check on his condition.
"Master, stop talking and calm your breathing."
Even An Xiaoyue, who had been working in the clinic for two months, was stunned when she saw this scene, unable to move her hands and feet.
When she saw the caregiver insert a feeding tube into Chu Jinhuai's nose, and Aunt Wei slowly pushed in the mashed nutritional meal with a syringe.
She no longer had the courage to stay.
But she still clenched her fists, suppressed all her emotions, and together with the caregiver and Aunt Wei, took care of Chu Jinhuai to rest.
Fu Shengyang bent down, wanting to personally carry Chu Jinhuai to the bed.
Chu Jinhuai refused apologetically, then waved to the caregiver to come and do it.
Fu Shengyang insisted, "Uncle, just consider this my way of showing filial piety on behalf of Chu Xiao."
Having said that much, Chu Jinhuai smiled and opened his arms for Fu Shengyang to hug him.
After settling Chu Jinhuai in, he lay quietly on the bed, the flat bed seemingly empty.
An Xiaoyue and Fu Shengyang had no choice but to leave, allowing him to rest in peace.
Fu Shengyang said respectfully to Aunt Wei, "Aunt Wei, Uncle can't eat those tonics. You and the caregiver have worked hard taking care of Uncle. Please make some for him."
Aunt Wei's eyes were bloodshot.
Her tears didn't stop all morning.
This was a young person's heartfelt gesture, and Aunt Wei couldn't bear to refuse.
"Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Fu."
She was deeply grateful that the two of them came to visit the old man, keep him company, and bring him warmth during the last period of his life.
"I'll go make something to eat. You all have a seat, it'll be ready soon."
Aunt Wei has already put a lot of effort into cooking for Uncle Chu, and she will also have to cook for the caregiver and herself in a little while.
An Xiaoyue was touched by Aunt Wei's sincerity and didn't want her to be tired, so she declined:
"Aunt Wei, no need to trouble yourself. Just take good care of Uncle. We'll go home to eat; it'll be more convenient."
"No trouble at all, I'm a good cook."
Aunt Wei wasn't bragging, but the first time she came to the Chu family for a job, it was because the picky young master Chu Xiao loved her cooking, and the master, who didn't eat on time, would come home to eat on time. That's why she was kept on by the madam.
As the two pushed and shoved each other, neither noticed the person who had suddenly appeared in the entryway.
A strange, sarcastic voice rang out, surprising everyone in the room.
"Oh, we have guests at home!"
An Xiaoyue's first impression of Chu Ci was never good.
When I saw her that day, no matter how much I suppressed my emotions, my delicate eyebrows still furrowed almost imperceptibly.
Not only An Xiaoyue, but even the kind Aunt Wei's smile vanished the moment she saw Chu Ci.
Chu Ci seemed completely unaware of the unwelcome reception.
She stood at the door, turning her keychain with her fingers, looking completely indifferent.
"Aunt Wei, I'm tired from work. Make me lunch, make a lot, I'll take it home for dinner."
This person is shameless; not only do they want to eat, but they also want to take the leftovers home.
“Miss, I can’t cook for you. I’m already exhausted from taking care of the master. The salary he pays me is only enough to cook for him and do housework. As for anything else, I can’t do it.”
Chu Ci took off his sunglasses and threw them at Aunt Wei, his tone sarcastic.
"Oh, you think you're so great now? My dad's not even dead yet, and you're already pushing your luck. Even if Chu Xiao doesn't want this house, I'm still the first heir. I can't boss you around anymore."
With such a robust young master of the Fu family standing here, she wasn't afraid at all this time.
Aunt Wei said firmly, "At least for now, I can't be ordered around. This is your home, and I have no right to call the police to say you've trespassed. But I have a labor contract with the master, and I can refuse to serve you. There are vegetables in the refrigerator; cook for yourself if you want."
"Heh~" Chu Ci knew, of course, that Aunt Wei was just taking advantage of her master's power, and she really couldn't afford to offend Fu Shengyang. "You just wait, there won't be anyone backing you up every day."
Knowing he wouldn't gain anything, Chu Ci wisely left.
Aunt Wei looked at the sunglasses on the ground and kicked them away, saying, "Hey, take your trash with you."
Chu Ci didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand and said, "It's yours!"
If it weren't for the fear of offending the ears of the young master and mistress of the Fu family, Aunt Wei would have loved to put her hands on her hips and spit out a mouthful of that troublemaker, Chu Ci.
She's some rich girl who doesn't understand anything about unity and friendship, let alone manners.
If this kind of girl were in their village, the aunties would drown her in their spittle.
It's better in the village; arguing there is so satisfying, unlike this stifling atmosphere.
An Xiaoyue could see clearly that Chu Ci pressed the key in his hand and the door opened.
She could come and go freely from the Chu family to make money.
"Aunt Wei, does she often do this?"
"Yes." Aunt Wei was furious, but she couldn't do anything about it. "She used to take some things from home to sell, but later the master donated everything to the museum. When she couldn't make any money, she would start cursing and swearing. Today she would come back to freeload a meal, and tomorrow she would come back with some fruit, rice, oil, or something."
An Xiaoyue knew without asking that the selfish and self-serving Chu Ci would never care about Chu Jinhuai's life or death.
She couldn't wait for Chu Jinhuai to die so that she could rightfully inherit the house.
Although the house is old and dilapidated, it is located in a prime location with top-notch amenities such as schools, medical facilities, and parks, so it is still worth tens of millions.
"With her making such a fuss, hasn't Uncle Chu thought about replacing the main gate?" An Xiaoyue asked, puzzled.