Chapter 131 You Don't Think I'm Dead
Mulberry View Villa
Butler Zhu looks ten years older. He was already old, and now all his hair is gray.
Butler Zhu took a rag and wiped the young master's room clean, then cleaned the living room. The servant wanted to come forward to help, but Butler Zhu stopped him.
He has been prone to daydreaming in the past two years, and has especially strange dreams at night. Sometimes he dreams of the young master being like this, and sometimes like that.
I don’t know if anyone is bullied in the Commonwealth School. Mr. Wen’s health is getting worse day by day, and he often has to rely on medical equipment to get through the day.
I almost left last year.
Butler Zhu sighs all day long and has trouble eating or sleeping.
He contacted Yang Zhuo several times, but that kid was like a block of ice. No matter what you asked him, he would give a mechanical answer, "Young master is fine" or "Young master is doing well."
But he couldn't get through on the phone for a long time.
A few years ago, Situ Ming asked Yang Zhuo to go back to school and not to investigate those things, but he did not listen. Instead, he got deeper into the matter and was determined to find out what happened to his wife and eldest son.
So there was no need, and he rarely contacted Situ Ming.
All this the old butler knew.
Today the old housekeeper is still wiping the furniture.
Situ Ming's health has recovered a lot. His hair is half tied up. His eyesight has deteriorated a little, so he wears a pair of glasses.
Duan Peng and the others had not had time to ask Situ Ming about what had happened during this period.
However, a few people clearly felt that Situ Ming had changed. The way he looked at people became gloomy, cold and sharp, and he looked weird and scary.
There was no trace of the youthful feeling he had before, and he was cold and icy after leaving the hotel. When he got in the car and looked at the location of the hotel, Duan Peng could still clearly feel the joy and anticipation.
But when the car windows were closed, the air temperature inside the car dropped by several degrees, and it kept getting lower and lower, eventually reaching freezing point.
Back at Sangjing Villa, Situ Ming stood at the gate and asked Duan Peng, "Where is the dead old man?"
Duan Peng felt a lot of pressure, "Uncle Wen... is in the hospital."
Duan Peng explained, "When you disappeared, Uncle Wen was already in the hospital. I didn't dare tell him, but I mobilized everyone to look for you. When I went to Europe, I told Uncle Wen that I had to go to your school to handle the formalities."
In order to deceive Wen Zhengtian, Duan Peng told all kinds of lies.
"Young Master, I... told Uncle Wen that it was you who didn't want to come back and didn't want to call." In short, Situ Ming didn't like to talk to Wen Zhengtian before, and this time he didn't even call him.
After hearing this, Wen Zhengtian was so angry that the brat didn't even want to call him. He almost fainted.
Situ Ming was silent for a long time, then he said, "Turn around and go to the hospital."
The driver turned around and the group went to the hospital.
Wen Zhengtian had just finished breathing oxygen and was resting with his eyes closed while receiving an IV drip when the door was pushed open.
Situ Ming walked in coldly, closed the door, and sat on the small sofa beside Wen Zhengtian's bed.
Duan Peng and the others were waiting outside the corridor.
Wen Zhengtian was frightened because some of his old comrades and subordinates who had sacrificed their lives would come in and chat with him in this way in the middle of the night.
He also entertained them with a smile and told them to come and chat with him if they had nothing to do.
He obviously knew that they had sacrificed...
Now, now his Tong Le also came in like this...
Wen Zhengtian immediately pulled out the needle, threw off the quilt and got out of bed. His cloudy eyes widened and he called out, "Tong Le!"
Tears rolled down his old face, then he raised his hand tremblingly to touch Situ Ming's face, but quickly withdrew his hand, fearing that his action would shock Situ Ming's soul.
"You, you're back?" The old man could hardly hold on.
Situ Ming didn't know what was wrong with the old man at first, but now he understood that he thought he was dead and the ghost came to find him.
Situ Ming wanted to play a trick on the old man, but he gave up in the end and had to admit that this was the only family affection he had in the world.
When he was in the cage, he wondered what would happen if the old man knew that he would die before him?
Now he knew that this old man was really good at following.
He stood up somewhat helplessly. When he stood up, he was already a head taller than Wen Zhengtian.
Looking at the old man who was still trembling and looking at him, he went forward to hug his grandfather for the first time and called out, "Grandpa!"
When the grandfather and grandson met for the first time, Wen Zhengtian grabbed Situ Minghou's collar and went back to Sangjing Villa. This was the first time he hugged Wen Zhengtian.
"Ahahaha, my Tongle, my Tongle, ahahaha, ahahaha..."
Wen Zhengtian cried loudly. The old man raised his wrinkled hands and hugged Situ Ming, patting Situ Ming's back and crying loudly.
"Even you left and didn't want me anymore, my Tong Le, my Tong Le, my poor Tong Le...ah ha ha..."
That brat would never be so close to his grandpa, nor would he call him grandpa. He would only make him angry, and he would do whatever he wanted to make him angry. Now... now...
His childhood joy, his childhood joy...
The more Situ Ming listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He frowned and pulled the crying old man away, "You old fool, I'm not dead! I'm alive!"
Then he said with disdain, "Your crying is so ugly!"
Wen Zhengtian couldn't believe it, "Tong Le?"
Situ Ming nodded, "Yes, alive, not dead yet," and then added, "You are almost dead!"
He just couldn't be nice to this old man.
After a few words, Wen Zhengtian confirmed that this was the real brat.
He felt a little embarrassed, so he wiped his face, turned around, and lay down on the bed as if nothing had happened. He covered himself with the quilt in one go and pressed the bedside pager.
The nurse came in quickly, and Wen Zhengtian said, "The needle skipped just now. Didn't you tell me to put it in more firmly?"
The head nurse was watching over it personally and knew that she had done a very stable job. However, when she heard Mr. Wen say this, she was still a little scared, so she re-tied the wound and ran away.
Situ Ming looked at him with amusement, "Old man, did you think I was dead and my ghost came back?"
Wen Zhengtian continued to fiddle with the needle, "What's wrong with this nurse? Ask Duan Peng to change her tomorrow."
Situ Ming just laughed and leaned on the sofa, watching the old man pretending.
Wen Zhengtian couldn't pretend anymore. "What's so funny about you, you little loser? Isn't it normal for old people to have hallucinations?"
He even scolded her at the end, "I get angry when I see you sitting like that, you are not doing it right."
Situ Ming also sat up a little, "Okay, Grandpa, just scold me a few times."
Wen Zhengtian suddenly discovered that this brat had grown up and was much taller than him. When he first met him, he was still a little kid who would throw tantrums.
I called him grandpa for the first time today and he felt like he was okay again.
but……
"What have you been doing in the past two years? How come you've become so thin?" Wen Zhengtian looked at Situ Ming carefully. "How come you're just a skeleton covered in skin?"
Situ Ming just said: "I can't get used to the food outside! And studying is too hard!"
He is still complaining, really complaining like a little child.
Wen Zhengtian is still a little uncomfortable.
"Didn't I assign you a chef? You didn't use him?"
Situ Ming made an excuse, "The school doesn't allow us to bring it. You old man, don't you know that the school is closed?"
Looking at his grandson's shocked expression, he didn't dare to say that he didn't know.
Wen Zhengtian really doesn't know much about this.