"Grandpa Ding, hello."
"Of course, after all he’s a child of the Li family, he’s now with me." Li Sanjiang continued to caress Li Zhiyuan’s head, showing no intention of sending the child away.
That was quite clear.
Ding Dalin smiled awkwardly, touched his suit pocket and said awkwardly, "Look at that, I’ve been outside for so long, I’ve forgotten these customs."
A young woman beside him took out some money and handed it to Ding Dalin, who then handed it to Li Zhiyuan:
"Here, Grandpa will buy you some candy."
"Thank you, Grandpa."
Li Zhiyuan took the money, which was quite thick.
However, he also noticed Ding Dalin’s earlier words; usually, the Chinese community abroad values these old customs more, so why would he claim to have forgotten them unless he wasn’t living in a normal society all the time.
Also, Ding Dalin’s suit wasn’t from an international brand, although the tag was in English, but it was clearly domestic from the South; also expensive, but definitely not brought back from abroad.
As for his female secretary’s blond hair, it seems to have been dyed recently, and rather crudely, since there were dye marks near the collar and shoulders.
Looking at her figure, she seemed somewhat familiar.
"Grandmaster, I’ll go help Aunt Liu with the sunflower seeds." Using the excuse, Li Zhiyuan walked around to the back of the woman and saw her from behind.
Sure enough, it was the woman who had escaped from the hospital last night.
The woman too turned her head, glancing at Li Zhiyuan from the corner of her eye.
Hmm? You recognize me, too?
When he was coming out of the security office, the woman had got up and walked away from him, but she must have seen him when he first entered the hospital with Tan Yunlong.
Then, Ding Dalin’s identity became obvious.
They are water monkeys!
Li Zhiyuan brought over the sunflower seeds and then made an excuse to go to the toilet, heading behind the house.
Opening the workshop door, Runsheng was still busily working.
"Brother Runsheng, stop for a while, there are two guests outside, go stand by Grandmaster."
Runsheng picked up a black towel hanging nearby and wiped his sweat.
Then he put on a short sleeve shirt and went outside.
He didn’t tell Runsheng directly about the identities of the two people because he was worried Runsheng couldn’t act well and stabilize them.
Li Zhiyuan then went around the back of the house, planning to go through the fields to Aunt Zhang’s small shop to call Tan Yunlong.
But as he walked, Li Zhiyuan suddenly felt something was wrong; at the road junction of the front field, there was someone squatting smoking.
The person was on tiptoes, body tilted slightly, smoking while also observing the surroundings.
The water monkeys have mobilized a group; there are even lookouts here.
There was no way out now; Li Zhiyuan could only silently return through the rice paddies.
With big gaps between self-built rural houses and particularly because Grandmaster’s place had no neighbors in front or back, if there was one person at this exit, other exits would be surely guarded too.
It was safer to go back home, especially with Runsheng there.
He also prayed that Aunt Liu was another hidden talent like Uncle Qin, though he doubted it as Aunt Liu was skilled in cooking and medicine.
Grandma Liu was too old to rely on.
Li Zhiyuan returned to the embankment where Li Sanjiang was patting Runsheng’s arm and saying to Ding Dalin:
"This is also my grandson, Marquis Runsheng, he’s met you Grandpa Dalin, say something nice, Grandpa Dalin just gave Little Yuanhou a thick red envelope."
"Hey hey, Grandpa Dalin."
Li Zhiyuan didn’t approach but went into the kitchen instead; Aunt Liu was cooking as they definitely needed to provide lunch for the guests.
"What’s wrong, Xiao Yuan?"
"Do you have any poison?"
"Some dirty people came outside."
Liu Ting was shocked inside, this child actually wanted to directly poison people to death.
She quickly stabilized her expression and said:
"Don’t worry, Xiao Yuan, since the dirty people are wearing clean clothes, they aren’t here for dirty deeds."
This sounded reasonable, but the problem was, the blond secretary recognized him.
Although there were some toxic raw materials in his workshop, it was obvious if someone consumed them.
"So, Aunt Liu, will you also go back to take care of the sick uncle like Uncle Qin?"
Aunt Liu paused, then nodded.
Li Zhiyuan smiled; that reassured him.
Although they would face problems with meals without Aunt Liu, it was still better than not needing meals ever again.
Li Zhiyuan left the kitchen and stood next to Runsheng; he wanted to hear Ding Dalin’s purpose today.
Noticing Runsheng nudging him, Li Zhiyuan looked and saw Runsheng handing him the money from the red envelope.
"Brother Runsheng, keep it for yourself, don’t give it to me."
"For the material costs."
"Keep it for safekeeping."
At that moment, Li Zhiyuan saw the blond secretary turn towards him and take a tin foil wrapped chocolate from her pocket, walk over, and hand it to him.
"Little brother, here’s some chocolate for you."
Li Zhiyuan reached out and took it, it felt sticky; the chocolate inside had probably melted already.
"Why aren’t you eating it, little brother?"
"I don’t want to eat it now; I want to savor it slowly while sleeping at night."
"Hehe, no worries, sister has a lot more, I’ll bring you some next time."
Saying this, the blond secretary reached out and touched Li Zhiyuan’s face.
Li Zhiyuan felt the woman’s fingertips were rough, with deep calluses on the inside of her palm.
The boy showed a shy smile and stepped back half a step.
Then Li Zhiyuan reached out to pull Runsheng over, Runsheng bent down a bit so the boy could whisper in his ear: