klisemfg Chapter 471 That's My Business
Chapter 471 That's My Business
In the warm and cozy restaurant of Jinyang Villa, soft light fell on the exquisite dining table. Dean Guo and Mu Xiaoji sat opposite each other, chatting casually.
Mu Xiaoji leaned forward slightly, showing concern on his face, and asked softly: "Uncle Guo, since Haozi's mother unfortunately passed away, has the mood of the elderly in the welfare home been affected to some extent?"
Upon hearing this question, Dean Guo's expression instantly became a little complicated. He first sighed softly, and then slowly said:
"There are still some! But we are trying our best to find a solution. We plan to let those elderly people of the same age who are more open-minded to guide and relieve the others."
After hearing this, Mu Xiaoji nodded thoughtfully. Then his eyes turned and he suddenly suggested:
"How about this, Uncle Guo? Let's just hold a lively event to fully mobilize everyone's enthusiasm so that they can distract their attention.
I believe that as time goes by, this matter will naturally be forgotten.
After all, separation and death are the norm in this world, but when it really happens to you, how many people can really be so open-minded and free-spirited?
So, we have to think of ways to help everyone get out of this dark period as soon as possible."
Dean Guo sighed deeply and responded with empathy: "Yes, your suggestion is very good.
I will meet Xiao Gu tomorrow and discuss with him what kind of event is appropriate. If we hold an event, we will definitely need some funds. "
As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, his expression showing some worry, and he began to quickly calculate in his mind:
The welfare home’s funds are already tight, and every expense has to be carefully calculated. Where will the money for this activity come from?
If I divert part of the existing funds from the welfare home, I am worried that it will affect the daily care of the elderly and the normal operation of the welfare home; but if I don’t divert part of the funds, I really can’t think of any other reliable solution.
Mu Xiaoji saw through Uncle Guo's plan and supported him with a smile: "The cost is not a problem, I'll pay for it."
At this time, Mu Huiying was skillfully bringing out steaming hot dishes from the kitchen.
After she put the dishes on the table, she said with a hint of anger, "You two, as soon as you get home you only talk about work. Don't you have anything else to talk about? Go, tell Choubao to come downstairs and wash his hands and get ready for dinner!"
As soon as Mu Huiying finished speaking, she heard a sweet voice like a clear silver bell: "Grandma, I'm here!"
The sound is like the sound of nature, and it makes people feel sweet in their hearts.
When Mu Huiying heard the sound, she looked and saw her cute little baby running towards her like a happy little bird.
The moment she saw Jiang Shuo, Mu Huiying seemed to have become a completely different person.
A bright smile bloomed on her face and her gentle voice seemed to be able to soften water: "Oh, my stinky baby, it's so weird. Haha... Go wash your hands and have an meal!" As she spoke, she touched his little head.
Jiang Shuo nodded obediently, then walked to the dining table, holding the edge of the table with both hands, looking at the delicious dishes, sniffing gently and exclaiming:
"Wow, it smells so good! Grandma, your cooking skills are getting better and better. It smells several times better than what a five-star chef would make!"
After saying that, he turned around happily and ran towards the bathroom, ready to wash his hands and enjoy this sumptuous dinner.
When Mu Xiaoji saw Jiang Shuo, he felt curious. Then he reached out and picked up the phone on the dining table, and lightly tapped the screen to unlock it.
He opened the parents' group with familiarity, quickly scanned the messages in the group, and then clicked on the latest notification.
At this moment, Jiang Shuo came out of the bathroom slowly after washing his hands. He wiped his hands with a tissue while walking towards his seat and naturally sat next to Dean Guo.
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji leaned forward slightly, carefully placed the phone in his hand on the table in front of Jiang Shuo, and then lowered his voice and asked softly: "What do you think about this matter?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuo looked straight at Mu Xiaoji with his watery eyes, as if he wanted to see through his innermost intentions.
Then he focused his attention on the notification displayed on the phone screen. His chubby little hands slid across the page flexibly, reading every line of text carefully.
After a moment, Jiang Shuo raised his head, looked at Mu Xiaoji and slowly said, "This notice is very detailed and specific. Tomorrow morning, the head teachers of each class should have a discussion meeting to implement it.
Moreover, based on my observations and understanding of the school during this period, I can clearly feel that Teacher Lin Yue is very capable at work, decisive and resolute, and very efficient.
So I think based on the current situation, the implementation plan of the Monday shuttle bus is likely to be completed on time."
Dean Guo and Mu Huiying, both holding bowls of rice in their hands, looked at Jiang Shuo in astonishment, with expressions of disbelief in their eyes.
It is hard to imagine that the words that just came out of the child's mouth came from the mouth of a young child.
Mu Xiaoji on the side seemed much calmer, as if he was accustomed to such situations.
He frowned slightly and asked curiously, "Jiang Shuo, why did you suddenly think of going to talk to Principal Lin about this matter today?"
Jiang Shuo smiled and reached out to take the bowl of fragrant rice that his grandmother gently placed in front of him. He skillfully picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of temptingly colored and fragrant braised pork, put it into his mouth, and chewed it with relish.
After swallowing the delicious food in his mouth, he replied slowly: "In the morning, I walked into the campus as usual.
As we were walking, we saw Pang Hu playing with Shi Lei and a few other friends.
I walked over to say hello to them. They were very concerned about me and asked me why I hadn't been to school for a week.
Pang Hu's stomach started to growl, and when asked, he found out that he had not had breakfast.
It turned out that after his grandfather was arrested for corruption some time ago, his grandmother was depressed all day because of this matter and eventually collapsed due to a serious illness.
Poor Pang Hu didn’t even have time to eat breakfast today, and had to squeeze on the bus to go to school.
I couldn't help but feel sad when I learned about the situation. Although he was about to graduate from the senior class, he was still a child.
It is really unsafe for such a young age to squeeze into the bus alone! And through my observation, I also found a problem.
The proportion of grandparents who are responsible for picking up and dropping off children from school every day is much higher than that of parents.
Moreover, grandparents are older, and their body functions and health indicators may not be as good as those of young people.
So after comprehensive consideration, there are many potential safety hazards that we need to pay attention to and solve.
So, I decided to propose to Teacher Lin to set up a special shuttle bus service to ensure that the children can go to and from school safely. "
Mu Xiaoji smiled and nodded, then gently picked up the temptingly colored pork ribs from the plate in front of him and carefully put it into Jiang Shuo's bowl.
Then he said with admiration on his face: "You did a great job and were very observant." It was as if the pork ribs were a reward of praise.
Jiang Shuo had a calm expression. His deep and bright eyes looked at Mu Xiaoji and he asked calmly:
"Regarding this matter, Teacher Lin should have specifically consulted and reported to you, right?
Otherwise, with a tiny person like me, she probably wouldn't dare to make a decision and take action so quickly!"
Hearing this, Mu Xiaoji couldn't help laughing. He picked up a piece of green vegetable with a bright smile, put it in his mouth, chewed it gracefully, and said proudly:
"You little brat! Could you be less clever? Leave a way for others to survive!"
Then his expression became solemn again, and he said distressedly: "Actually, I hope you can be like other ordinary children, free and happy."
Jiang Shuo raised his head, looked at Mu Xiaoji with a firm gaze, and answered seriously: "Thank you for your concern, but I promised my little daddy what I would do, and I will never go back on my word." After that, he lowered his head and continued to eat the rice in the bowl.
Mu Xiaoji's eyes were red, and he replied with a slightly trembling voice, "That's my business! I will try my best to accept it and do my best to do it well!"
He clenched his fists tightly, as if to convey all the determination in his heart.
Jiang Shuo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, and said sarcastically: "Come on, look at your skinny little body and weak physique.
What do you think you can handle? Don't go to the hospital again, not only occupying beds, but also wasting resources.
Humph! At that time, I saw that my little dad couldn't eat or sleep well every day, and he was thinking about you all the time; I was worried that he was not by your side, and you suddenly fell ill and passed away without anyone knowing. "
Upon hearing this, Mu Xiaoji's body stiffened suddenly and he instantly stopped picking up food with the chopsticks in his hand.
When he heard Jiang Shuo mention that his little father was so worried about him, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in his heart.
Three years of misunderstanding and separation were like a sharp blade that cut deep scars in his heart, leaving him with endless regrets and longings.
Jiang Shuo didn't seem to notice the change in Mu Xiaoji's mood, and continued to ask, "That picture album should have been drawn by Little Daddy himself, right?
I guess the above records are all the wonderful moments you have spent together? If you have time, can you tell me about those seemingly good pasts? "
Mu Xiaoji took a deep breath, trying hard to hold back the tears, and said with a choked voice: "Okay... As long as you want to hear it, I will tell you."
At this moment, he was insincere in his words, and his thoughts had already drifted back to the conversation between the two people in the dream in his sea of consciousness.
Mu Xiaoji looked up at the tall figure of the little monster, his face filled with a happy smile, that smile seemed to be able to dispel all the haze in the world.
"Little monster, come back! I miss you so much." Mu Xiaoji stared at Jiang Chengyu with expectant eyes.
"Xiao Ji, you are not feeling well again, right? Every time you are sick, you come to the river to find me." Jiang Chengyu's voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, and he seemed to care about everything about Mu Xiaoji.
"No, I'm fine now, but without you whispering in my ear, I..."
Mu Xiaoji's tears rolled down his eyes and his throat seemed to be choked by something. His words were intermittent but full of deep longing.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoji, I really can't go back. Otherwise, how could I bear to leave you!"
When Mu Xiaoji heard this, he was so excited that he shouted, "Then I'll stay. Can I stay?"
His eyes were full of anticipation, as if as long as Jiang Chengyu agreed, he would stay without hesitation.
"Xiao Ji, how can you be so selfish? Jiang Shuo is still young, and I can't take care of him now. He is your son, how can you just leave him alone?"
His voice was full of reproach, as if reminding Mu Xiaoji of his responsibilities as a father.
Jiang Shuo noticed Mu Xiaoji's mood changes and asked softly, "Are you okay?" Mu Xiaoji then withdrew his wandering mind from his thoughts, and the father and son looked at each other.