noffsinger Chapter 308 Pampering His Wife, an Inherited Tradition
Chapter 308 Pampering His Wife, an Inherited Tradition
Ji Yubai carried the washed fruit home happily.
The Ji family now lives in a house in a wealthy area of Beijing.
The three-meter-high wall makes it a self-contained household with excellent privacy.
It covers a large area and has front and back gardens and a swimming pool. The back garden can also be used by Ji's mother to grow her favorite fruits and vegetables.
Ji Yubai walked across the bluestone-paved road and entered the main building's living room.
"Old man, mother."
The living room was unusually quiet, and no one responded to him.
Butler Xiao Chang appeared, dressed in a white-gray uniform, and respectfully reported:
"Good evening, young master. Master and Madam are watering the plants in the backyard."
Xiao Chang was about the same age as Ji Yubai, but his face showed a maturity and composure that was not commensurate with his age.
Ji Yubai understood, paused for a few seconds, and then instructed Xiao Chang.
"Make arrangements for tomorrow to acquire that small villa next door."
Xiao Chang nodded slightly: "Yes."
That's what a butler with a million-dollar annual salary is like: on call 24/7, and capable of anything.
As long as the master gives instructions, he never asks a question and always does his best to handle things perfectly.
"A professional team for prenatal care was also brought to me within a week."
"Yes, Master."
He had seen Sheng Yang arrange these things before, so he was experienced.
I'll pick up Lingxi early tomorrow and also learn from Sheng Yang.
Xiao Chang waited until the young master walked to the backyard before she went down to make arrangements.
In the backyard, a solar-powered light illuminated the yard as bright as day.
Father Ji carried a bucket of water, scooped up a ladleful, drew a semicircle in the air with his hand, and splashed the water out with a "whoosh," thoroughly soaking the lush green vegetables.
"Tsk tsk..." Ji Yubai clicked his tongue in amazement, "The old man's watering technique is superb."
Looking at the other side, there's the person taking a picture with their phone.
If she's not just a pretty mom, then who is she?
She was the one who asked to plant the vegetables, and the old man took care of all the hard work of sowing and watering them.
Mom's job is simply to take photos and document the event, making sure everything looks beautiful.
His doting on his wife is undoubtedly a family tradition.
"Mmm." Ji Yubai cleared his throat.
His movement immediately attracted the attention of the two men.
Mrs. Ji frowned. "What are you doing here at this hour instead of staying home with Lingxi?"
She held her phone, looking like she was saying, "You're disturbing my photo-taking."
Ji's father glanced at him, then went back to watering the plants.
Clearly, the two elders didn't like him.
"I have some good news to tell you."
Upon hearing the good news, Ji's father's gaze fell on him again, filled with joy.
"You've thought it through? You can take over StarCube anytime."
Ever since they went on a trip with Teacher Zhong and Teacher Zhou, the couple couldn't wait to leave everything at home to Ji Yubai so they could go sightseeing.
After returning from the National Day holiday, Ji's father tried to persuade Ji Yubai to take over Xinglifang.
Ji Yubai dismissed him with a simple, "Whoever owns the company is responsible for it; I need to take care of Lingxi's life."
The son absolutely refused to take over StarCube.
Now that there's good news, isn't the good news that he's willing to take over StarCube?
Lingxi, that daughter-in-law, is really capable; she can keep Ji Yubai, that playboy, completely under her thumb.
He was quite satisfied with this daughter-in-law.
Mr. Ji put down the water ladle, thinking he would have a good talk with his son.
Unexpectedly, Ji Yubai said:
"Whoever's mess it is, they should clean it up. I don't care. Now I need to take better care of Lingxi."
Father Ji was filled with sorrow.
With a droopy face, he went back to watering the vegetables.
Having a son is useless except for upsetting him.
This dish is better; at least it's rich in dietary fiber, which makes bowel movements easier.
Ji's mother watched the father and son's battle of wits with a smile.
Upon hearing that she needed to take even better care of Lingxi, she became worried again.
"What's wrong with Lingxi? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ji Yubai, shameless as ever, blurted out, "Mom, transfer me a million, and I'll tell you."
"Smack him!" Father Ji had nowhere to vent his anger, and since his son was asking for a beating, he didn't hesitate to call on his wife for support.
"You brat!" Mother Ji abandoned her elegance, picked up a tree branch, and pretended to spank Ji Yubai's bottom. "You're using Lingxi as a pretext to cheat your old mother out of money again."
Ji Yubai jumped up and dodged, "This million isn't for me to spend, it's for your grandson to spend."
"Grandson? Who? Which one is called grandson?" Mother Ji hit his shin with a stick.
Ji Yubai winced in pain and instinctively rubbed his hand. "Lingxi is pregnant."
Ji's mother stood there stunned, and Ji's father stopped watering the plants.
"Lingxi is pregnant, my grandson!" Mother Ji was overjoyed and rushed into the arms of the person next to her. "Old Ji, your son said I have a grandson."
Ji's father knew his own children well.
Although Ji Yubai is unreliable, he would never lie.
He said Lingxi was pregnant, so she must be pregnant.
He held his wife, who was crying tears of joy, in his arms.
"Yes, yes, you're the grandma now, and I'm the grandpa."
Ji's mother immediately transferred money to her eldest son, saying, "My dear son, go back and take care of Lingxi. Don't stay here."
Ji Yubai's lips twitched. Just a moment ago he was a "brat," but now he's "well-behaved."
His status in the family depends entirely on Lingxi and the child in her belly.
"And what about that bird's nest I just received? Take some more to Lingxi, no, no, take it all."
"Bird's nest is good, bird's nest is good, and it's also good for the mother if you eat it during pregnancy so that the baby will be fair and tender."
Mrs. Ji was overjoyed and always wanted to send Lingxi all the best things.
But the encounter between Sheng Ji and Bai was more than twenty years ago, and she couldn't possibly remember it.
She could only look to her powerful backer for help and plead:
"Old Ji, think back, what else did I eat back then to give birth to a child with such good skin?"
"Don't worry, don't worry." Seeing his mother's tearful and anxious appearance, Ji Yubai quickly explained his purpose, "Lingxi and I are worried about formaldehyde in the house we live in, so we plan to move back here. I came back to tell you."
Mother Ji clapped her hands, "That's great, I can take care of Lingxi myself."
Ji Yubai teased her, "Not going out to play anymore?"
Ji's mother raised the stick in her hand, ready to hit her again, "What time is it? How dare you joke about your old mother?"
Having a child, Ji Yubai felt as if he held a supreme power, and then looked at his father.
"Old man, do you still want me to take over the company?"
Ji's father was full of ambition: "For my grandson, I can work for another thirty years."
Ji Yubai nodded and gave the two of them a thumbs up.
"Yes, you are both wonderful grandparents."
Grandson's honey is plentiful.
"Don't wait until tomorrow. Let Xiao Chang pack now, and we'll go over there tomorrow to bring over your and Lingxi's essentials."
Mother Ji stopped tending to the vegetable garden and started calling out "Xiao Chang," "Xiao Chang," as she went to make arrangements.
The Ji family villa remained brightly lit all night.