Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 180
He looked down at the fingers on the corner of his clothes, and said expressionlessly: “Release.”
Yan Zixiu hesitated for a moment, then curled up his fingers trembling slightly.
For some reason, Jing Shaoci suddenly became even more annoyed.
“Yan Zixiu, you are also a celestial master after all, I…”
The next words, he stopped himself.
Jing Shaoci stood up angrily holding the water glass, and when he left, he closed the guest room door loudly.
He went downstairs to the kitchen, and unexpectedly saw Jing Fengyi’s figure.
“Dad, you haven’t slept so late.”
Jing Fengyi didn’t say anything, but slowly took out a bowl of porridge, and then said: “Your mother is hungry, so I asked someone to cook herbal porridge.”
After finishing speaking, he said as if talking to himself: “In the middle of the night, people must be hungry.”
Jing Shaoci originally thought that his father would definitely ask about Yan Zixiu, and he could explain it clearly.
Unexpectedly, after Jing Fengyi finished these two sentences, he immediately took the bowl and prepared to go upstairs.
“dad.”
Jing Fengyi stopped, but didn’t look back, “What’s wrong.”
When the words came to his lips, Jing Shaoci couldn’t speak as if he wanted to be choked up.
Finally, he had to say good night.
Jing Fengyi turned around abruptly, and gave him a cold look with a look of hatred.
Two people live a life, even if they love each other again, there will be friction.
But as a man, what’s wrong with bowing his head to his wife and being subdued? Are you afraid of losing a few ounces of flesh?
Thinking of this, Jing Fengyi narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and said: “It’s not like me at all.”
As soon as he went upstairs and entered the room, Xie Guanxin greeted him with anticipation in his eyes, “How about husband, did Xiao Ci scoop up some porridge for Xiuxiu?”
Jing Fengyi looked at her and shook his head.
Xie Guanxin sighed in disappointment, then raised her head after a few seconds and said, “I know my son, he will definitely find a way to make Xiuxiu eat.”
After finishing speaking, she immediately walked back to the bedside and picked up her mobile phone, “I have to remind the housekeeper, so that they don’t come to the main house.”
After Jing Fengyi left, Jing Shaoci stood there for several minutes.
When he came back to his senses, he was standing in front of the pot to fill the porridge.
There was a bang.
Jing Shaoci was so irritable that he threw all the porridge and bowl into the sink.
He didn’t understand why he had reached such a point, and would subconsciously do such a thing.
Just like when nothing happened back then, all I could see was that little Taoist priest with a crown-like face.
He didn’t understand even more, it was Yan Zixiu who he picked up first, but later he still chose to become a Taoist priest in that broken Taoist temple.
It was also he who first made a promise with Yan Zixiu, but in the end the other party actually chose Lu Wuchen.
Yan Zixiu had no scruples and abandoned him twice.
Jing Shaoci slammed his fist on the cooking counter, and then left the kitchen without looking back.
After a while, the butler’s cell phone rang.
He coughed a few times, and when he was ready, he pressed the connect button.
“Uncle Yang, you are here…”
Before Jing Shaoci finished speaking, the housekeeper said with a weak voice: “Master, I don’t know if it’s because of high blood pressure. I have a terrible headache, my legs are swollen and my hands are swollen, and I feel sleepy after taking medicine.”
The housekeeper babbled a lot, describing himself as an old man who was dying.
After finally waiting for him to finish speaking, Jing Shaoci said directly: “Then let…”
“Recently, the weather has been hot and cold for a while. Most of the family members are sick. The young master is not yet two years old. What if the infection is contagious to him, so Madam let them go back to recuperate.”
Jing Shaoci took a deep breath and said, “The chef just finished cooking the porridge, so I called him over to deliver it.”
“The chef went home overnight to go on a blind date. The older youth is worried at home.”
Uncle Yang is an old man who has been in the family for more than 30 years. Even if he knew that every sentence he said was a lie, Jing Shaoci would not turn his back on him.
With a beep, the call ends.
The housekeeper looked at the phone screen and nodded in relief.
Here Jing Shaoci’s reaction was completely different. He threw away the phone directly, and then said with a sneer, “Anyway, I can’t die of hunger.”
Ten minutes later, Jing Shaoci appeared at the door of the guest room with a dark face.
When he pushed the door open, he made a loud noise on purpose, but Yan Zixiu didn’t respond.
Jing Shaoci walked over and found that the other party’s forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he was also suffering great pain in his sleep.
He immediately put down the porridge bowl in his hand, and sat on the edge of the bed.
“Yan Zixiu.”
Jing Shaoci turned his head and called out indifferently, but Yan Zixiu still did not regain consciousness.
After shouting a few times, he turned around and leaned over, “Yanyan.”
Yan Zixiu’s eyes were tightly closed, and his eyebrows furrowed suddenly.
His fingers gripped the bed sheet tightly, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
Seeing this, Jing Shaoci immediately wrapped his big hands around the back of his hands and said, “Yanyan, Yanyan!”
Yan Zixiu opened his eyes in extreme exhaustion, suddenly, the warmth in his hands was fleeting.
He looked at Jing Shaoci and wanted to say something, but he didn’t have the strength to speak.
“Everyone in the family hates you, no one is even willing to give you a bowl of porridge.” Jing Shaoci looked at him condescendingly and said.
Yan Zixiu was already extremely weak at this moment, he lowered his eyes halfway, and did not respond.
“In the past, you could use spiritual energy to heal yourself from such serious injuries, so why pretend to be pitiful now.”
After saying this sentence, even Jing Shaoci himself tightly clenched his fingers.
What he wanted to say was obviously not this sentence, obviously not.
Every time he said harsh words, he hoped in his heart that the other party could understand what he really meant.
But after Yan Zixiu heard this, he sat up with his last bit of strength.
Just when he lifted the quilt, Jing Shaoci grabbed his shoulder.
“Where do you think this is, you can come and leave whenever you want, don’t you?”
Yan Zixiu’s Adam’s apple moved up and down, swallowing the blood on his dantian.
“I am now… in front of you, I can only look like this.” Yan Zixiu would stop to catch his breath every few words, “If you are bored, I will go… that’s it.”
“Can’t you cry out that it hurts? Showing weakness in front of me will kill you, right?!”
The roar stopped, but both of them were stunned.
The memory of the previous life came back, and Jing Shaoci finally remembered who was the one who prevented Yan Zixiu from crying out for pain.
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Zixiu lowered his head and said, “I’m afraid that if I say it hurts, you won’t want me.”
Jing Shaoci felt that his internal organs were rotten and uncomfortable, and he almost stopped breathing due to the pain.
He closed his eyes dejectedly, and struggled to ask: “Since you care so much, then why did you escape from Fengwang’s Mansion in the first place?”
Yan Zixiu was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, “Because of my eyes.”
“I can also find someone to heal your eyes!” Jing Shaoci’s tone was mixed with depression, “My father is under one person and above ten thousand, let alone a royal doctor in the palace, even a famous doctor hidden in the world. I can recruit it for you.”
Yan Zixiu looked into his eyes and said softly: “I have always been able to see, but I was born with spiritual eyes. If I don’t close my eyes and pretend to be blind, I will die soon.”
Jing Shaoci instantly remembered Yan Zixiu’s blue eyes, and understood everything in an instant.
At the beginning, he was determined to cure the other party’s blindness, but Yan Zixiu disappeared that night after hearing him ask the imperial doctor.
He led people to search for four days and three nights, and finally found him in Tianfeng Temple on Dongwu Mountain.
But at that time, Yan Zixiu had become Yin Qinghe’s apprentice.
He asked three times if he would go back with him, but Yan Zixiu remained silent all the time. In a fit of anger, he turned his horse and went back to the palace.
When they met again, Yan Zixiu’s eyes turned into those of normal people.
“You are so kind to me, but I’m afraid that you will regard me as a monster after seeing my eyes.”
Jing Shaoci smiled silently, but the smile was full of bitterness and sadness.
A miss is a miss, and time will never give anyone a chance to regret it.
It was only that day that Yan Zixiu remembered that the first person to adopt him without any purpose was not his master, but Jing Shaoci.
“Do you remember what it was like when we first met?”
Jing Shaoci turned his head away, and said indifferently: “I’ve forgotten it a long time ago.”
How can I forget.
Before he recovered the memory of his previous life, Yan Zixiu had already told that story.
He asked him if he remembered, but it was Yan Zixiu who forgot who saved him.
At that time, the little beggar was chased and beaten by the servants with a wooden stick, and his arm was broken, but the other hand was still holding on to the stolen peach.
He hit the boy on the head with a piece of silver, knocking him unconscious.
At that time, Jing Shaoci never thought that it was just an occasional pity, but it ruined his life.
He asked the guards to take the little beggar back to the mansion. If he wanted to stay, he would feed him three meals a day. If he didn’t want to, he would give him a few taels of silver to send him away.
I never thought that after the little beggar took a bath, his face would be very beautiful, as soft and glutinous as glutinous rice balls.
From then on, he kept his selfish intentions and left the little beggar by his side as a book boy after reporting back to his mother and concubine.
It can be said that he is a book boy, not long after, he lived more comfortably in the mansion than his master, Jing Shaoci would share half of the imperial gift with him, and if he was the only one, he would give it all to the little glutinous rice balls.
Once, he went to the hunting ground with his father to hunt, and when he returned home, he yelled casually,
Unexpectedly, the little beggar ran out from the main hall.
With eyes blind and running so fast, it is natural to fall.
He carried the little beggar on his back, and on the way back, he ordered the little beggar not to talk about pain in the future.
But what he wanted to say at that time was that he would never be injured again.
Thinking of the past, Jing Shaoci’s eyes turned red from the angle that Yan Zixiu couldn’t see.
Originally, his wound that had been closed was torn apart in memory.
At this time, Yan Zixiu seemed to sense his emotions, and held his hand tentatively.
But before he could close his fingers, he was thrown away by Jing Shaoci.
“Don’t touch me.”
The atmosphere that had finally turned around between the two of them suddenly became cold again.
Jing Shaoci got up and put the porridge bowl heavily on his hand, the porridge in the bowl shook out and splashed on the back of Yan Zixiu’s hand.
“What’s left at home, feed the dog if no one drinks it.”
With Yan Zixiu’s current physical condition, it is difficult to swallow anything other than blood.
But he still picked up the spoon and took a sip slowly.
When he swallowed the second mouthful, a tear overflowed his eye socket and fell into the porridge bowl.
This herbal porridge is sweet, so Jing Shaoci added sugar.
Even though he hated him to the bone, he still remembered his habits.
Yan Zixiu’s eyes were blurred, he was afraid of being seen by Jing Shaoci, so he had to turn sideways.
Jing Shaoci watched his movements, sneered, got up and left.
In the end, Yan Zixiu drank the bowl of porridge without knowing whether it was sweet or salty.
Before dawn in the morning, Xie Guanxin went to the guest room.
Seeing Yan Zixiu lying on the bed with a pale face, she couldn’t help but reached out and touched his face.
It’s only been a few days since we saw each other, and Xiu Xiu has lost a lot of weight.
The warm touch awakened Yan Zixiu, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xie Guanxin crying.
“mom……”
Xie Guanxin quickly wiped away tears, held his hand and said, “Xiuxiu, shall I take you to the hospital?”
Yan Zixiu shook his head slightly, and said, “My injury cannot be cured by the hospital.”
Thinking of the past, Xie Guanxin also knew that what he said was true.
She lightly rubbed the back of Yan Zixiu’s hand, and said with concern: “Then do you want to eat something, I’ll let the chef do it right away.”
“Thank you mom, I’m not hungry.”
Xie Guanxin didn’t know how to relieve his pain, so she thought for a while and said, “Then let Xiao Ci come over to accompany you, okay?”
Yan Zixiu was silent for a moment, then said, “No need.”
“He can’t drive you away anymore. Your father and I have the final say on this family. You are the Jing family and you will live here for the rest of your life.” Xie Guanxin said earnestly.
Yan Zixiu smiled reluctantly, but did not speak.
Xie Guanxin looked at his expression, hesitated for a while, and said, “Xiuxiu, you and Xiaoci…”
“Mom.” Yan Zixiu interrupted her rarely, “Is Xiaobao awake? I want to see him.”
Xie Guanxin also understood that he didn’t want to talk about it, so she said, “Okay, I’ll go and bring him over.”
After a while, Xie Chongyun was carried over.
As soon as he saw Yan Zixiu’s face, he opened his hands and said clearly, “Hug, I want to hug.”
Yan Zixiu propped up his arms and wanted to sit up, but was dissuaded by Xie Guanxin: “Xiuxiu, you don’t need to get up, just let Xiaobao lie in your arms.”
After finishing speaking, she slightly lifted the corner of the quilt with the other hand, then bent down and put Xiaobao on his arm.
As soon as Xie Chongyun lay down, he immediately grabbed Yan Zixiu’s front collar.
Not only that, but he also buried his face in the socket of his shoulder and rubbed it.
“Sister-in-law, Xiangxiang.”
Yan Zixiu smiled helplessly, and even Xie Guanxin rolled his eyes.
The two were intimate for a while, Xie Guanxin clapped her hands lightly and said, “Xiaobao, brother is tired, don’t disturb him to rest.”
Just when she was about to hug Xie Chongyun, the other party held Yan Zixiu’s clothes tightly with his small hands, and he was still moaning.
“Mom, just let him sleep here for a while.”
Xie Guanxin hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, “Okay, then I’ll go downstairs to have a look at breakfast, and come up later.”
When Jing Shaoci came downstairs, Jing Fengyi and Xie Guanxin were eating unexpectedly.
He glanced upstairs, Jing Fengyi saw his movement, and suddenly said: “Come here, eat.”
After Jing Shaoci sat down, he would glance at Xie Guanxin from the corner of his eye from time to time.
That’s all for the father, why doesn’t even the mother care about that person anymore.
At this time, Jing Fengyi suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said in a serious tone: “If you don’t eat, go to the company.”
As soon as the words were finished, the chef brought a bowl of light Yangchun noodles to the table, “Sir, Ma’am, this soup base is made with pork bones and yam. It tastes light and invigorating.”
After saying this, the chef left as quickly as if he was on a blind date.
Xie Guanxin didn’t even look at the bowl of noodles, she put down her chopsticks and said, “Honey, I’m full.”
Jing Fengyi hummed, then got up and said: “I will accompany you back to your father-in-law’s house today.”
“Okay.” Xie Guanxin replied with a smile.
After the two left, Jing Shaoci glanced around.
Now the Jing family seems to be bankrupt, without a single servant.
A few minutes later, Jing Shaoci resignedly picked up the bowl of steaming Yangchun noodles.
Before he could think of an excuse, his feet had already reached the bedroom door of the guest room.
Jing Shaoci didn’t go in, but giggles suddenly came from inside.
“Sister-in-law, it looks good.”
He instantly forgot the reason why he didn’t move forward, and strode into the bedroom with a cold face.
At this time, Xie Chongyun was lying on Yan Zixiu’s chest, baring a few baby teeth and looking silly at Yan Zixiu’s face.
Seeing this, Jing Shaoci said without thinking, “Xie Xiaobao, come down for me!”
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