DAVM Extra Chapter 1.3

Ji Ningyi was also in a good mood. The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he also whispered to Ji Zhile.

Si Tian sat next to them and heard Ji Zhile giggling from time to time, like a little mouse. Si Tian quickly dispelled such an idea. She shouldn’t think of her own child like this.

Three hours passed in the blink of an eye, and the scenery outside the car window turned into farmland in the countryside.

At this time, the sky was blue, the rice was golden, and there were people threshing grains in the fields in the distance. A small slit was opened above the window, and the smell of fresh grass could be smelled when the wind blew in.

Ji Zhile had never seen this before. He opened his eyes wide and looked outside without blinking. Ji Ningyi was also a little curious and turned his head to look out the window. However, besides being curious, Ji Ningyi was still a little nervous.

Pei Jing told him on the phone that there were many fields outside their house. Are they almost arriving at Pei Jing’s house? Has there been any change in Pei Jing? Although they contacted each other by phone from time to time, there were no photos.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a house, and outside the car window, a small figure waved to them.

Pei Jing’s skin color was a little darker than before. His facial features had not changed at all, but he seemed to be a little taller.

Ji Zhile reacted faster than Ji Ningyi. He waved his hands excitedly and shouted: “Brother Pei Jing!”

Ji Jiangzhou opened the door and took the shorter Ji Zhile down. Ji Zhile flew toward Pei Jing with small steps and hugged him: “Brother Pei Jing, we miss you so much.”

Ji Ningyi, who was relatively tall, could get out of the car on his own without being carried. He stood behind Ji Zhile and met Pei Jing’s eyes.

Pei Jing smiled and called them: “Ningyi, Zhile, Aunt Si, Uncle Ji.”

Grandma Pei Jing was beside him. Seeing that he was in better spirits than before, she smiled and greeted them to come in and sit down.

Ji Zhile looked around and reminded her, “Mom, don’t forget to take out our gifts.”

Pei Jing said: “You don’t need to bring gifts.”

Ji Zhile said: “Yes!”

He lowered his voice and told the truth: “There are a lot of snacks. We can eat them together later.”

Ji Zhile had been obedient since he learned the news, and now Ji Zhile finally revealed some of his true intentions.

Ji Ningyi said: “Because Zhile and I want to give you gifts.”

That’s how people are. They like to give things to the people they like.

Pei Jing’s slightly frowned eyebrows slowly relaxed: “Thank you, Grandma and I bought some fresh fruits in the town this morning.”

He was actually a little nervous because he had lived at Ji Ningyi’s house before and knew the environment in their home. His own house was too far apart.

He was worried that Ji Ningyi and the others would not be accustomed to it. Although they tried hard to clean it up, the huge gap could not be filled by cleaning.

Ji Ningyi is his best friend, so Pei Jing not only wants him to live in a comfortable environment, but also wants him to like it.

Pei Jing pretended to be calm, but in fact, he was quietly observing Ji Ningyi’s expression.

He brought Ji Ningyi and Ji Zhile into the house. When Ji Zhile saw the red watermelon, he said ‘Ah’ and jumped on it: “I want to eat watermelon!”

Then, he picked up a piece from the side and took a bite. While eating, he said, “The watermelon is so sweet. I like it very much.”

Pei Jing said: “Grandma bought a big watermelon, which can be eaten for a long time. Moreover, there are local melons grown in the village next to us. They are smaller but still crisp. You can still buy them after eating.”

Ji Zhile was shocked, turned his head, and asked Si Tian: “Mom, can we grow watermelons at home?”

If they can grow it at home, they don’t have to buy it from the supermarket. He can eat it as much as he wants.

Si Tian said, “No, it’s difficult to grow watermelons. If you want to grow watermelons, you can grow them yourself when you grow up.”

Ji Zhile thought about the possibilities while nibbling on the watermelon, and finally, he said, “Let’s wait until I grow up.”

Anyway, as long as he had something to eat now.

He’s always a good boy.

 

 

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