When he chatted with his grandson last time, he heard how naive the little guy was and was searching for historical records, so he wanted to give this very meaningful historical book to Wen Jian. Although he knew that Wen Jian couldn't read this book now, it didn't matter. Relationship, children learn slowly and they will understand it in the future.
After Wen Jian took the book from his grandfather, although the little guy could not understand the content, he could hear the importance of the book from his grandfather's tone, so he took the book solemnly. I promised my grandfather that I would learn to read this book.
Lord Ji just smiled and was very pleased. He is not at all anxious about when Wen Jian will be able to understand this book. After all, the little guy is still very young, and it is still difficult for adults to read this book. What's more, Wen Jian is only a child, but Wen Jian is better than ordinary people. Fortunately, Wen Jian's parents are both knowledgeable people, so Lord Ji is not worried about this matter.
"Do you want to have dinner with your father?" Lord Ji smiled at the little guy and asked.
Wen Jian nodded.
After all, I haven’t seen my father for a day.
When Wen Jian went to see his father, he would often see his mother by his side. His father would obediently let his mother feed him. Sometimes he would come over to visit his father and do his homework. The two of them might not dare to do it in front of him. When we quarreled in front of each other, we would quarrel quietly from time to time. The room was always very warm.
Although her mother didn't say anything on the surface, Wen Jian could feel that the relationship between her father and her mother had eased a lot compared to before.
However, when Wen Jian passed by this time, he saw several maids and sisters outside guarding the jade courtyard tremblingly. Seeing Wen Jian coming, she was as happy as seeing a savior.
Although Wen Jian felt strange, she went into the house without asking any more questions.
The room was lifeless, with only a dim and weak lamp lit, accompanied by a low, hoarse cough from the back room.
Wen Jian went in holding the lamp, and saw her father lying on the hospital bed. She slowly opened her eyes and looked towards him, and called him in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Jian..."
He was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Wen Jian to come back to see him so soon.
So she subconsciously raised her head slightly with extravagant hope and wanted to look behind Wen Jian, but the next moment she heard Wen Jian say: "Mother is not here."
Ji Xubai, whose son saw through his thoughts, couldn't help but look away with a guilty conscience, coughed and asked, "Xiao Jian... why are you here..."
Wen Jian put the lamp on the bedside table, sat down, and looked at her father's pale face seriously, a little angry: "Dad, you didn't listen to mother. Mother told you to take medicine well. "
Ji Xubai coughed in embarrassment and asked cautiously with some expectation: "Did your mother... ask you to come here?"
Wen Jian was stunned for a moment and didn't react, so she shook her head sincerely and said, "Grandpa asked Xiao Jian to come here. Dad, are you hungry?"
Ji Xubai shook his head and smiled lightly: "Daddy has eaten."
Wen Jian said sincerely: "But my grandfather said that dad hasn't eaten yet."
Hearing this, Ji Xubai became even more embarrassed, coughed and said, "I'm not hungry yet."
Wen Jian looked at him seriously and said, "Dad, I originally planned to have dinner with you."
Ji Xubai: "..."
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