Unbridled

89

"Is Grandma really okay?" Liu Jinpeng looked at the phone. "Is it pretend to be okay? I'm afraid Ding Ji is difficult..."

Lin Wuyu knocked on his leg with his knee, Liu Jinpeng closed his mouth, and whispered in the beginning: "I fucking, my mother is really dizzy, what is it called, is this just an open mouth, Low EQ..."

-How is your grandma?

Lin Wuyu squatted, wrapped Ding Ji's shoulder in one hand, and sent a message back to Auntie in one hand.

-It’s okay, better than expected, don’t worry, are you Lin Wuyu?

-Yes

Lin Wuyu leaned over his head and whispered in Ding Ji's ear: "Don't cry, you also know that I'm not too coaxing. My aunt said that grandma's emotions are okay, better than expected."

"She just can hold it." Ding Ji wiped her tears with a strong nasal voice in her voice.

"If you are worried," Lin Wuyu said, "we will go back now."

-What about Xiao Ji?

-Crying next to it

Ding Ji shook his head: "Late, come back after dinner, if grandma wants to cry and think about something, she has to give her time. Once we go back, she has to pretend that she has nothing to do. Thirty tomorrow, she I have to keep pressing, and then the New Year..."

"OK," Lin Wuyu nodded. "Then let's buy some fireworks. I will see there are shops selling at noon."

"Huh." Ding Ji nodded and stood up.

-This kid, tell him it’s okay, I drove, and stopped talking to my grandmother

-Okay, thank you, Auntie

"Why don't I..." Liu Jinpeng saw Ding Ji no longer crying and walked back. "I'll go back to the store to help feed the dog, and then go to grandma's house?"

"Why?" Lin Wuyu looked at him. "Aren't you resting till thirty, and only going to work on the first day of the year."

"No," Liu Jinpeng looked at the two of them. "Am I here not to interfere?"

"No problem," Ding Ji wiped two on his face. "Go, buy fireworks."

"Yes," Liu Jinpeng nodded. "If you are fine, I will have no problem."

Lin Wuyu handed a tissue to Ding Ji, Ding Ji took it and rubbed it on his face in a random way, turned his head to look at him: "How?"

"Very handsome." Lin Wuyu said.

"Hey." Liu Jinpeng sighed in front.

"Can you go to grandma's house for dinner tomorrow?" Ding Ji asked Lin Wuyu, "Will your parents..."

"You can go, it's okay." Lin Wuyu smiled, not to mention that he had moved out, even if he hadn't moved out, his grandmother spoke in this case, he would go anyway.

"What about your family? No matter?" Ding Ji asked.

"Ouch," Liu Jinpeng turned his head and pointed at Lin Wuyu. "This man hasn't been at home. He stays at the hotel every day! Another thirty meters further is the hotel he lives in now!"

Ding Ji was surprised, turning his head suddenly to look at Lin Wuyu.

"I don't tell you, I'm afraid you're worried," Liu Jinpeng said, "and you can't help you with telling you."

"Is this... talking about collapse?" Ding Ji still looked at Lin Wuyu.

"Well," Lin Wuyu nodded. "In fact, he didn't talk much. He collapsed without seeing Lin Zhan, and he didn't need to talk anymore."

"After that?" Ding Ji asked.

"There is nothing more." Lin Wuyu smiled.

I don't know why. When he said this, he was emotionally relaxed, except for a little embarrassment.

"Did you really break the relationship with your family this time?" Ding Ji confirmed again.

"Well." Lin Wuyu nodded.

"Just break that house," Liu Jinpeng said, "following the house and breaking the life, your house is terrible, even worse than Ding Ji's family."

"My dad didn't really care too much about this matter. His main discomfort was that I was disobedient," Ding Ji said. "I just passed the call that day and hung up after talking. It was estimated that he was very dissatisfied."

"I can see that," Liu Jinpeng said. "Actually, they both stayed in school anyway. These aspects are quite acceptable, but you can be open-minded, and your mother still has to play with the feudal feudal leader. I can't figure it out."

"I don't care anymore," Ding Ji said, "I'm just worried about grandpa and grandma, as long as they are fine, I don't care about anyone."

Today is 29 years old, the wind is blowing, and it looks like it has to snow late. The people on the street disappeared, and even the car drove away.

The mall is still open on the roadside, and the smaller supermarkets and shops have been closed almost the other day.

The small supermarket selling fireworks that Lin Wuyu saw was opened by locals. It is still open at this time, but there are not too many types of fireworks.

"Earlier the variety was earlier," the boss said. "It's almost sold now."

"Buy more," Ding Ji looked at. "The variety is not enough, the quantity must go up, and the small green beans are eye-catching."

"I bought it all," Lin Wuyu said, "Bao Yuan'er got it."

Ding Ji turned his head and looked at him.

"Bao Yuan'er," Liu Jinpeng waved at the boss and pointed at Lin Wuyu, "Ask him for money."

"Good President Liu." Lin Wuyu said with a smile.

"Do you have something to eat?" Liu Jinpeng looked at the store. "Are you warm?"

"Yes, next to the cash register," the boss sold all the fireworks at once, and was in a good mood, smiling like a flower, "all are warm."

When the boss packed the fireworks, they took some spicy and sat down at the table.

Ding Ji couldn't help it, watching Liu Jinpeng asked: "Is there a big gold chain around your neck?"

"No," Liu Jinpeng took off the monkey, pulled off the thick scarf, and showed him his neck. "That stuff is so earthy."

"You don't have much demeanor right now," Ding Ji said. "It's just a look of wearing a gold chain."

Lin Wuyu smiled: "The day he gave you a mobile phone, he had a shadow, and it was estimated that he had to cover it for a winter."

"When my cousin unloaded the goods two years ago, I took a few pieces to go home. I felt very good at first glance," said Liu Jinpeng. "I left only one, and I wanted to keep two pieces. Ji took one, but he didn't want it."

"This is the dress you said the black boss uniform?" Ding Ji asked.

"Yeah," Liu Jinpeng patted the clothes. "The quality is still very good, that is, wearing a kind of old-fashioned feeling of following the camera."

Lin Wuyu couldn't help but choke with a laugh.

Ding Jihe also quacked for a while.

"Laugh, I can laugh now," Liu Jinpeng said while eating. "I haven't looked at Ding Ji's face these days. I just looked at Lin Wuyu's face. I just saw enough. Every day. Wrinkle your eyebrows... Do you know that this thing is contagious? When I look at his eyebrows, I'm on my own side."

"Is there?" Lin Wuyu asked with a smile.

"Really," said Liu Jinpeng. "Actually, I should have dealt with both of you. I just endured not to say it, but now let's see... it's OK, at least it's true."

"It's hard work." Lin Wuyu picked up the hot bowl in front of him, Ding Ji also picked it up, and touched Liu Jinpeng together.

"It's not hard, it's quite fun," Liu Jinpeng said, "I was really eye-opening when I was flying a drone that day. I can still play like this and admire it."

Speaking of this, Ding Ji was also excited in his heart.

In the past two days, he hasn't been excited yet, nor is he in any mood.

He had previously said that it would be too tacky to tell Lin Wuyu not to bring a gift with a drone on his birthday.

But he never expected that Lin Wuyu would use this way to give him the most solid backing when he least knew what to do.

When you think about it, you will stand upright with a warmth of excitement.

"How did you think of it?" Ding Ji asked.

"You don't need to think about this," Lin Wuyu said. "I have been playing with drones for many years. The first choice is to use it. There is no need to think about it."

"Also." Ding Ji looked at him with a smile.

"Eat more," Lin Wuyu said, "haven't you eaten these days?"

"Well," Ding Ji picked up a small fish ball, "no appetite at all."

"You have to eat without appetite," Lin Wuyu said. "There is nothing else to do anyway."

Ding Ji was amused and smiled for a long time.

If it was Lin Wuyu who encountered him, it would be possible to chew the door directly without kicking the door.

After eating, they went to the shopping mall next to them again. Ding Ji had a feeling that he had just been released from jail. His mood was not easy, but it was a lot brighter.

The three people even had the mood to squeeze the children's car in the mall together and drove several laps.

Almost at dinner, the aunt sent a message.

-Bring some cooking wine when you come back

This is what grandma is calling them home.

"Go." Ding Ji looked at the phone. "Grandma asked you to bring some cooking wine. You should have it at the supermarket, just buy a car and go back."

"Well." Lin Wuyu nodded.

Lin Wuyu, who had always been easy, walked out of the mall and became nervous.

This is different from any previous tension.

When faced with Ding Ji's parents, he didn't feel like this now, and he felt a little wobbly walking.

Ding Ji went to buy cooking wine. He stood by the shop door and took out his mobile phone and called a car.

Think about it again and walked to the middle of the shelf, turned around twice, took two bottles of wine, and some snacks.

"Why?" Ding Ji looked at him. "No, it's the same as..."

"This is an apology," Lin Wuyu said. "It's a bit of a toss with grandma. I have to say a little bit that it's not the same thing as that."

"All right." Ding Ji nodded. "Then you check out."

"When will my money be paid back?" Lin Wuyu took out his phone and scanned the code.

"Fuck," Ding Ji said, "I'll pay you back in a while, if you want it or not, I will smoke you."

Lin Wuyu smiled: "Then don't need it."

"Really **** it," Ding Ji said.

When returning to the street downstairs from grandma's house, Lin Wuyu glanced at the window of grandma's house across the distance. Normally, grandma knew that Ding Ji was coming back, and she would lie down at the window and look down.

The window is closed today.

...Of course, Grandma doesn't know when they will come back, and with such a strong wind, Grandma, as an old lady with a good IQ or even a little higher, would not theoretically lie there and wait.

But when they were almost downstairs, Ding Ji looked up and immediately waved his arm. He said distressedly, "The old lady is not too windy!"

Lin Wuyu quickly followed and looked up.

Grandma is lying at the window.

"Time pinch is so accurate?" Lin Wuyu hesitated, and when Liu Jinpeng began to wave, he also raised his arm and waved at it.

"Is the cooking wine bought?" Grandma shouted.

"Buy!" the three answered neatly.

"Come up." Grandma waved.

"Hey!" the three answered again neatly.

It was only a layer before he arrived at the grandmother's house. Lin Wuyu had already smelled the aroma. He was very impressed by the grandmother's dishes, and he could smell them when he smelled them.

And he smelled the scent of fried fritters.

"Grandma fried the pancake." He whispered.

"Your nose is fine, I can smell the stewed duck." Liu Jinpeng said.

"Surely a big table dish," Ding Ji ran up two steps and slowed down again, "sure."

"Go." Lin Wuyu poked gently behind his back.

Ding Ji ran up rubbing.

Grandma stood at the door as before, and when she saw them coming up, she opened her arms: "Isn't it freezing?"

"Grandma," Ding Ji only felt a sour nose and rushed to hug her grandmother, "It's not cold."

"Go into the house and eat in a while," Grandma patted his back. "Don't cry, the little uncle and the mung bean are all there, and you will laugh at you when you cry."

"Huh." Ding Ji sniffed his nose and smiled.

"Grandma!" Liu Jinpeng squeezed away Ding Ji and hugged Grandma, "I smelled a good table, did I smell it right?"

"Is it still necessary to smell it!" said the grandmother with a smile. "When did you come to eat when Grandma had only half a table."

"I'm going to steal some food first." Liu Jinpeng said.

"Go." Grandma patted him.

When Lin Wuyu stood up to her grandmother and her predecessor, the smile on her grandmother's face did not change. She raised her hand and patted gently on his face: "I haven't noticed that, this little fairy has lost a lot of weight?"

Lin Wuyu suddenly felt himself deeply aware of why Ding Ji was crying on the spot on the street. He endured the sourness of his nose, hugged his grandmother, and closed his eyes.

"I'm losing weight," he said, "Qunqiu Tunqian was so ruthless and fattening a lot."

"It's too thin to look good," said the grandmother. "Eat a little more later, and your face will look handsome."

"Well." Lin Wuyu smiled.

Grandma followed them into the house together: "There are two more dishes to eat, let's put it on the table... Xiaoji gives me cooking wine."

"Hey." Ding Ji took out the cooking wine from the shopping bag, handed it to the grandmother, and put the bag on the coffee table. "Here... there is wine."

Probably there was a whole house, Ding Ji did not say that it was bought by Lin Wuyu.

Lin Wuyu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly glanced at Liu Jinpeng. If this person adds another sentence, "This is bought by Lin Wuyu," this scene is a bit embarrassing.

Fortunately, Liu Jinpeng's consciousness has been restored, and there is no supplementary explanation, just to help get everything out.

"Can you eat it now?" Little Green Bean came over, "And there are mm beans, my favorite!"

"Aren't you going to eat?" Ding Ji said.

"Can a few beans still occupy the site of the meal?" said Xiao Mungdou.

Lin Wuyu smiled, his aunt and uncle looked as usual, he looked at grandpa again.

Grandpa sat on his exclusive throne sofa, still in front of the tea tray, and waved at him with a smile: "Come for some tea and warm up."

Lin Wuyu walked over and sat down next to his grandfather.

Ding Ji looked back at him, and he and Ding Ji exchanged a glance with no content, neither side knew what they wanted to express, nor what the other wanted to express.

"Come," Grandpa poured him a cup of tea. "It's windy outside."

"It may be snowing later." Lin Wuyu took the glass and drank slowly.

"Yeah, I still stay at home at this time," Grandpa nodded and whispered after drinking tea, "It's okay, don't worry, it's okay."

"Well." Lin Wuyu smiled, and his heart fell back.

"Drink tea and go to the kitchen to help grandma serve the dishes," Grandpa said. "The table is almost ready to eat."

"Good." Lin Wuyu responded.

After drinking tea, he got up and entered the kitchen.

"How did you come in?" said the grandmother, "go out."

"I will help," Lin Wuyu said, "make a deal."

"Don't help me anymore," said the grandmother. "During the cleaning two days ago, my uncle was still on the top to find a little dried cucumber that you photographed last time."

Lin Wuyu couldn't help laughing: "How is it possible!"

"It's impossible," said the grandmother, "I'm terrified of you."

"Then I'll wait for the dishes." Lin Wuyu said.

"Stand by the side, don't fall on you for a while," Grandma assigned him a place next to the refrigerator, "Stand there."

"Well." Lin Wuyu stood over, watching her grandmother stir fry the dishes in the pan.

I was still nervous, and the dishes in the pot were very fragrant, but he didn't even see clearly.

"That card..." Grandma looked back suddenly.

Lin Wuyu breathed tightly and stood upright instantly: "Huh?"

"Is the lettering carved by you?" Grandma asked, "Is that the type of lettering you made?"

"...Well," Lin Wuyu didn't know what grandma wanted to say, but still answered truthfully, "I made the whole brand and cut it with laser."

"Yo," Grandma turned the dish and was a little surprised. "Then your craft is good."

"Now learning, the details are actually not very good, it is okay not to look carefully." Lin Wuyu still stood upright.

"Is it difficult to do?" Grandma asked again.

"It's not too difficult," Lin Wuyu said. "I'm a novice. After a few hours of proficiency, it's quite fast."

"Are you familiar with it now?" Grandma continued to ask.

Lin Wuyu suddenly understood what grandma meant: "Grandma, do you want to make one?"

"It's not that I want to make one," said the grandmother, "you made it for me."

Although it felt a bit magical to hang a non-mainstream dog tag on the neck of an old lady, he nodded immediately: "OK, I will help you make one."

"Don't chain, can the keychain be made?" asked the grandmother. "I also engraved the words above."

"Can do it," Lin Wuyu walked to her grandmother and handed her a plate, "What's the inscription?"

"Beautiful sheep." Grandma said.

"...What?" Lin Wuyu froze.

"You haven't seen Pleasant Goat?" Grandma looked at him.

"I...know." Lin Wuyu said.

"Just the beautiful sheep there," said the grandmother, "Oh, I like the beautiful sheep."

"Ah?" Lin Wuyu felt a little confused, "...oh."