Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

Chapter 407: The Landlord’s Foolish Son and His Poor Dog Egg (End)

Four years later, the 79-year-old Mr. Li was no longer in good health like before, but he still had no major illness and was cheerful every day.

But suddenly one day, he fell ill and couldn't get up from the bed.

Ji Bai sat beside his bed, watching his soul disappear from this body bit by bit, holding his hand for a long time without moving. Pei Xuan stood beside him, quietly and without saying a word.

818 hid in his own space, with red and swollen eyes, not daring to come out.

The landlord standing by was crying very sadly, with tears and snot streaming down his face.

Mr. Li looked at him apologetically, then turned his head to look at the other two people, and said in a weak voice: "Silly big guy, Old man Pei, you two go out first. I want to talk to Momo alone."

The landlord refused, but in the end Pei Xuan pulled him by the wrist and he walked out with his head down. The landlord was so sad that he didn't notice Pei Xuan's serious and normal expression at all.

After the two of them left, Mr. Li looked at Ji Bai again, raised his other hand with difficulty and gently patted the back of his hand, apologetically saying: "You..."

"Ji Bai."

Mr. Li was slightly stunned.

Ji Bai looked at him and said seriously, "My name is Ji Bai."

Mr. Li curved his eyes and said jokingly in a weak voice, "I thought Grandpa would never know the name of his beloved grandson until he died."

Ji Bai looked at him and said nothing.

Mr. Li coughed twice, his lips turning pale as he said, "A few years ago, Momo in my dream told me that he had completed a mission and could come back."

Mr. Li paused for a while and then continued, "In his dreams over the years, Momo told me everything. He said that without you, he wouldn't have been able to complete his mission so quickly. I also know the wish he made. He also said that you are the most powerful person he has ever seen..."

He rambled on for a long time, then took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, looking at Ji Bai and said slowly: "You are a good child. I, an old man, have long regarded you as my own grandson. I have tried my best to live a few more years to accompany you, but... Grandpa's body is not very good. There is still a long way to go, so Grandpa can't accompany you."

Ji Bai lowered his eyes and looked at him, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

818 flew out of the space. Even though every world has to experience separation, it almost died of tears every time: [Wuwuwu, Grandpa, don’t go... Boss, please save Grandpa like you did in the previous worlds, and let him live to be a hundred years old. Wuwuwu...]

Ji Bai didn't move.

Mr. Li was a little worried and said, "My dear grandson, Grandpa put some things under the bed. If the landlord and his stupid son treat you badly, you should take the things and go far away and live somewhere else."

"If you miss grandpa, just look up at the sky. The brightest star is grandpa."

He explained a lot more, and finally closed his mouth with a bit of exhaustion, his eyes slightly narrowed: "I still have something to say to them, dear grandson, can you help grandpa call them in?"

Ji Bai stood up and opened the door. Seeing this, the landlord, who was being held five meters away from the house by Pei Xuan, hurried in and stopped in front of the bed: "You old man! You said you would take me to the mountains to pick wild fruits! Why are you leaving when you haven't fulfilled your promise yet?!"

"Get up with me, or I won't recognize you as my brother!"

Mr. Li: "Why are you still making such a fuss and refusing to admit defeat when I'm almost dying?"

The landlord's tears flowed quickly, but he quickly retorted: "Who lost! You died before me, so you should be the loser!"

Mr. Li felt that his eyelids were heavy, so he didn't say anything else to him. He said softly, "Okay, I lose. Then can you fulfill one wish of the loser?"

Landlord: "As long as you survive, I will satisfy you a hundred times!"

Old Master Li smiled with difficulty. In fact, sometimes he suspected that there was nothing wrong with the landlord's son's intelligence, but that he just inherited it from him.

"I don't need so many wishes... I just hope... that you can take good care of my grandson during my absence..."

Landlord: "Nonsense! She's my daughter-in-law, how could I not take care of her!?"

Mr. Li’s eyes were almost completely closed: “Pei Xuan…I’ll leave my good grandson to you.”

Pei Xuan held the hand of the person next to him and nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Mr. Li tried his best to open his eyes again and looked at the person standing beside the bed: "My dear grandson, let grandpa take a good look at you..."

Ji Bai looked at him. After looking at him for several times, Mr. Li tried hard to smile at him, then slowly closed his eyes forever and tilted his head to one side.

The cries of the landlord and 818 blended in the sky. Ji Bai watched for a long time. When he reached out to touch his grandfather's hand, he found it was cold.

A hand climbed up to his waist, he tilted his head to look over, and met a pair of complex black eyes.

Ji Bai looked at him for a long time, then looked away and looked at his grandfather who would never get up again.

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Late one night half a month after Grandpa Li passed away, Ji Bai, who went to clean the cottage, walked into the cottage he had not entered for half a month. He stood in front of the bed for a while, then raised his hand to lift the bed board and saw the small box inside that his grandfather had left for him.

He picked it up with both hands, walked out and sat in front of the door, looking at the small box in his hands in the bright moonlight, and was silent for a long time.

818 had been crying these days, his eyes were red and swollen, and when he saw the relics left by his grandfather, he couldn't help crying again: [Boss, I miss grandpa again, are you here because you miss grandpa too? ]

Ji Bai did not answer him, but raised his hand and gently rubbed its head, holding the small box for a long time before slowly opening it.

818 stopped crying and tried to open his eyes wide to look at the contents of the box - it was all money, including small pieces of silver and whole pieces of silver.

This is the money that Mr. Li saved, and all in all it only amounts to twenty taels.

Ji Bai looked at the familiar purse, lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

818 also remembered it, tears flowed faster, and he threw himself into his arms and sobbed violently: [No wonder grandpa wanted to grow his own piece of land even though he had a good life. I know Brother Chu Xuan would not abandon the eldest brother, but grandpa didn't know that he had started to leave a way out for us a long time ago. This money is all from the money he earned from farming for more than ten years. Woo woo woo——]

Ji Bai raised his hand and lightly touched his purse. He did not come back to his senses for a long time. It was not until a shadow fell in front of him that he raised his head and looked over slowly.

"My lady..."

The 818 in his arms had cried himself to sleep, Ji Bai lowered his head and put it back into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Pei Xuan sat beside him, put his arm around him, and let his head rest on his shoulder.

Ji Bai hugged the small box, looked up at the starry sky, and remained silent.

After a long time, the brightest star in the sky twinkled several times. Ji Bai turned his head towards Pei Xuan's arms. The tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled. They slid down the corners of his eyes and soaked into his hair.

The hand on his waist tightened for a moment, then slowly relaxed, and the other hand also hugged him. At this time, Ji Bai was embraced in a warm embrace, his forehead resting on his collarbone, and crystal clear tears fell down in big drops.

Feelings are a very complicated thing. You will be happy when you have them, but you will also feel sad.

There are always strange things happening in nature, for example... apricots that would normally take a month to mature ripen overnight.