The house was the inheritance left by Grandma Ji’s mother. From Grandma Ji to Ji Mingxia’s father, and then to Ji Mingxia, they all spent their childhood in the house until they grew up.
In Ji Mingxia's memory, the house occupied a large area. Although it was a small farmyard, it had always been well maintained. Grandma Ji was a very clean person and would clean the house every day.
The outside of the house looks like an ancient building, but the inside has been renovated a long time ago. Both the kitchen and the bathroom are decorated in a new style, and all kinds of furniture and home appliances are available. It is an old country house that is very comfortable to live in.
But when he walked in at this moment, the whole house gave Ji Mingxia an inexplicable feeling of decay and dilapidatedness.
It was still the same house, and the furnishings inside were the same as Ji Mingxia remembered, with marble-patterned tiles on the floor. There was some rubbish that could be seen at a glance.
The place is clean now, obviously grandma Ji has cleaned it today. In addition, the dining table, stove and other places where dirt and grime are easily hidden are also very tidy.
But Ji Mingxia felt that the room was gray, as if covered with a layer of gray dust.
At this moment, Grandma Ji's gray hair and hunched body exuded an indescribable deathly aura from inside to outside.
"Put the dishes on the table." Grandma Ji said at the time.
When she spoke, her back was facing Ji Mingxia. Ji Mingxia was not yet accustomed to her old voice and did not react for a moment. It was not until two seconds later that he realized that Grandma Ji was talking to him.
Ji Mingxia felt a little guilty and was full of doubts at the moment. After listening to Grandma Ji's words, he hurriedly did as she said.
After seeing him put the dishes on the table, Grandma Ji ignored Ji Mingxia.
She started to bustle around the house, pouring water, getting bowls, until the old woman walked to the table, opened the bag, and took out the food one by one, Ji Mingxia realized that Grandma Ji was preparing to cook.
Ji Mingxia looked at the time. It was not dinner time. The old man had three meals on time. Cooking at this time was obviously prepared for Ji Mingxia.
There were a lot of items in the bag. Even for an adult man like Ji Mingxia, it was quite heavy to carry. For someone of Grandma Ji's age, it was quite heavy.
Upon seeing this, Ji Mingxia hurried forward and helped Grandma Ji take out all the things for her to choose.
During this period, Grandma Ji kept her head down the whole time, as if Ji Mingxia didn't exist.
Under normal circumstances, seeing how cold the atmosphere was, Ji Mingxia would definitely try to find a way to liven it up.
But at this moment he didn't dare to do so, for fear of being exposed.
Grandma Ji acted as if he didn't exist, so Ji Mingxia remained silent and didn't say a word. Only after Grandma Ji finished selecting the dishes did Ji Mingxia quickly reach out, sort out the remaining items that Grandma Ji had selected, and put them into the refrigerator.
In Ji Mingxia's memory, the refrigerator in his home was neatly organized and clearly classified.
When he opened the refrigerator, he found that it was much messier than he remembered.
Especially the top layer, it was obvious that due to my grandmother's current height and size, some of them were out of reach, so some seldom-used things were just stuffed in there, making the refrigerator look very messy.
Ji Mingxia couldn't help feeling a little sad when he saw this. While Grandma Ji was washing the vegetables, he put the new food in and tidied up the refrigerator and the cupboard next to it.
After Grandma Ji finished washing the vegetables and was about to cook, she looked up and found that the originally messy cupboards and refrigerator were all tidy and tidy by Ji Mingxia in just a few minutes.
Grandma Ji was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look at Ji Mingxia twice more.
Ji Mingxia was holding a bucket of oil and pouring peanut oil into a small oil bottle. When he noticed from the corner of his eye that Grandma Ji was looking at him, he suddenly became nervous.
He quickly quickened his movements, filled the oil bottle, covered it tightly, placed it on the spice rack, and then waited for Grandma Ji's next move.
But Ji Mingxia waited for a few seconds, but Grandma Ji didn't make any move. She still stood there with the vegetable basket, looking at him.
Could it be that Grandma Ji is waiting for him to cook
Ji Mingxia couldn't help but think.
When he was in elementary school, he actually learned cooking from Grandma Ji.
Unfortunately, he was not born with any talent. Using the same cooking steps, the dishes cooked by his grandmother were green and crispy, while those cooked by Ji Mingxia were mushy. No matter whether they were meat or vegetables, they all looked wilted and unappetizing.
Although I always managed to cook smoothly without burning down the kitchen like the kitchen rookies in TV dramas, the final product was barely poisonous enough to kill people. It couldn't even compare to my grandmother's cooking skills, and it couldn't even compare to the ugliest takeout.
Ji Mingxia struggled for a whole summer and decided that he was not suitable to be a cook, so he decisively gave up this skill.
If he were in Ji Mingxia's world, he would never embarrass himself in front of Grandma Ji even if he was beaten to death.
But the Grandma Ji in front of him at this moment was different.
Ji Mingxia's Grandma Ji in this world is young, energetic and spirited.
But the Grandma Ji in front of him was much older and couldn't even tidy up the refrigerator. Cooking was indeed a very difficult task for an elderly person.
Seeing Grandma Ji's graying hair, Ji Mingxia thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Grandma, how about I cook?"
Although he doesn't have much talent for cooking, he watches the video very seriously and carefully while cooking, so at least the food is cooked and can fill his stomach.
When Ji Mingxia spoke, in order not to arouse suspicion, although the first sentence was a question, he did not ask it in a questioning tone.
This way, if there is a flaw, he can always find a way back.
Ji Mingxia praised himself for his cleverness in his heart, but he did not realize that after hearing his words, Grandma Ji looked very sad.
When Grandma Ji heard Ji Mingxia call her "Grandma", she looked at Ji Mingxia in surprise. When she saw Ji Mingxia stretching out his hand and really planning to cook, Grandma Ji's heart trembled. She was about to hand the basket in her hand to Ji Mingxia, but the next moment, Grandma Ji's eyes fixed on the red ring on Ji Mingxia's left hand.
Because it was daytime, there was no light on in the kitchen.
The light is not dim, but it is not very bright either.
There was no sunlight shining on the ring, but the ring seemed to have a stream of light flowing inside it.
Although Grandma Rao Ji’s eyesight was dim, she could tell at a glance that the ring was probably worth a lot of money.
And at this moment, it is worn on Ji Mingxia's left ring finger.
The meaning of wearing a ring in this position is self-evident.
Grandma Ji stared at the ring for two seconds, and her expression, which had been somewhat relaxed, suddenly turned cold.
"No need, just sit down and play your computer." Grandma Ji smiled, looked away, took the vegetable basket and walked to the stove alone, ignoring Ji Mingxia.
Ji Mingxia did not notice Grandma Ji's emotional changes, but only felt that her reactions before and after were a little strange.
Seeing Grandma Ji walking around him and preparing to cook, Ji Mingxia was not her original self after all, so he said "hmm" and slowly walked out of the kitchen.
After Ji Mingxia left, Grandma Ji started pouring oil to prepare for cooking.
Ji Mingxia observed outside the kitchen for a while and made sure that it was okay for Grandma Ji to cook by herself, so he took the opportunity to walk towards Grandma Ji's room.
An old woman in her seventies suddenly looked like she was in her nineties. Was there something wrong with her age or something else that happened? All we had to do was find Grandma Ji’s ID card to confirm it.
Grandma Ji's room is located on the first floor of the house.
I walked slowly from the first floor to the second floor. Obviously the second floor was higher up and had brighter light, but along the way I could still feel the rotten and dusty feeling.
Especially in the darker area at the corner of the stairs, there is a faint sense of coolness.
Ji Mingxia was anxious to check his grandmother's ID card, so he didn't stay in the corridor for long and quickly came to Grandma Ji's bedroom.
He had often gone to Grandma Ji's bedroom to help clean it, and was very familiar with the furnishings in Grandma Ji's bedroom. However, Ji Mingxia had never paid close attention to where Grandma would put her ID card.
He set himself five minutes to search and quickly searched Grandma Ji's bedroom. After searching in vain, in order to avoid arousing Grandma Ji's suspicion, Ji Mingxia hurried downstairs.
Grandma Ji was still cooking in the kitchen and didn't seem to notice Ji Mingxia leaving.
Ji Mingxia didn't find Grandma Ji's ID card, and the doubts in his mind were not resolved. He was a little anxious, but after all, he had experienced so many supernatural events and was much calmer than before.
More haste, less speed. He had just returned, so it was better for him to act cautiously.
With this in mind, while Ji Mingxia had nothing to do, he noticed that some items in the house were placed rather messily, so he simply tidied up the surroundings based on his memory.
When Ji Mingxia finished cooking, Grandma Ji also came out of the kitchen after cooking.
Seeing that she was such an elderly woman, Ji Mingxia brought out the dishes with a slightly trembling hand, so he hurried forward to take the dish plate, and let him be responsible for arranging the dishes and serving the rice.
Grandma Ji saw Ji Mingxia busying around, then glanced at the tidied living room and yard, and she didn't know what she was thinking about, and her expression became increasingly cold.
After Ji Mingxia sat down, Grandma Ji glanced at the eye-catching blood-red ring on Ji Mingxia's body, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Did you just go upstairs?"
Ji Mingxia had just picked up the chopsticks to pick up some food when he heard Grandma Ji's words. He suddenly trembled and almost dropped the chopsticks.
He quickly raised his head and glanced at Grandma Ji, and saw that Grandma Ji had a sullen face and was looking at him with dignity.
"I..." Ji Mingxia was about to explain.
The next moment, Grandma Ji said, "I have kept the household registration book. Unless I die, I will not give it to you."
Ji Mingxia was stunned when he heard this.
What he wanted to see was my great-grandmother's ID card, not her household registration booklet.
Moreover, Grandma Ji's words were very serious, and seemed to have a deeper meaning.
Ji Mingxia realized that what Grandma Ji said was not about him, but about his original self. He did not have his original self's memory and did not know the cause and effect of the household registration issue, so Ji Mingxia was vague and lowered his head without answering.
Seeing Ji Mingxia's expression, Grandma Ji's inner suspicion became more certain. She snorted coldly, "You are an adult now. I can't control you. But as long as I am still alive, don't even think about being with that guy named Ke."
Grandma Ji smiled and glanced at Ji Mingxia's finger: "It's not okay even if we get married abroad."
Grandma Ji glanced at him with a look of extreme disgust, and it was difficult for Ji Mingxia to ignore it.
He looked at Grandma Ji, then at his own fingers, and suddenly realized that Grandma Ji was afraid... She had misunderstood!