coobybook Chapter 759: Eyes Full of Heartache and Concern
Chapter 759: Eyes Full of Heartache and Concern
In the afternoon when the sun was shining all over the earth, the security guard of Goldsmith Bay Villa drove the black luxury car, and the car body shone with a calm luster in the sun.
The security guard skillfully controlled the steering wheel, and the vehicle, like a docile giant beast, drove steadily and quietly along the winding road and steadily into the yard of the sea view villa.
The security guard quickly parked the car, opened the door neatly, quickly walked around to the back seat, and respectfully opened the back door.
Jiang Shuo and Xiao Yue were already prepared in the car. When they saw the door open, Jiang Shuo was the first to stick his head out.
Those bright eyes flashed with excitement, and then he took steady steps and got out of the car.
Then, Xiaoyue also got out of the car gracefully. Jiang Shuo turned his head obediently, looked at Xiaoyue, and said softly, "Mom, be careful. I'll go open the door."
After saying that, he let go of Xiao Yue's hand and ran towards the door happily like a happy little rabbit.
Jiang Shuo ran to the door, stretched out his chubby little hand, and gently swiped it across the fingerprint lock.
With a crisp "click", the door opened, as if welcoming the owner's return.
The security guard dragged two suitcases and followed Jiang Shuo and his mother at a steady pace, walking into the villa hall.
As soon as you enter the hall, a rich aroma wafts from the kitchen, a mixture of the deliciousness of the ingredients and the richness of the seasonings.
Like an invisible hand, Jiang Shuo's appetite was instantly aroused. Jiang Shuo couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Dad, Dad, what delicious food are you making?"
While shouting, he ran towards the kitchen impatiently, looking so anxious as if the delicious food was right in front of him waiting for him to taste.
At this moment, in the kitchen, Mu Xiaoji was concentrating on watching the boiling soup in the pot. Hearing Jiang Shuo's shout, he subconsciously turned around to turn off the fire.
However, he didn't expect that the soup in the pot suddenly overflowed because it boiled too violently, and the boiling soup splashed directly onto the back of his hand.
Mu Xiaoji frowned, a look of pain flashed across his face. He hurriedly turned around and walked to the faucet, putting the back of his burned hand under the water to rinse, trying to relieve the piercing pain.
Jiang Shuo rushed into the kitchen and saw this scene, his eyes full of tension and self-blame.
He quickly said, "I'm sorry, Dad. It's all my fault for being so startled. I'll get you some ice."
After saying that, he turned and ran to the refrigerator. Xiao Yue followed him into the kitchen and saw Mu Xiaoji washing the back of his burned hand under the faucet, his eyes full of heartache.
She hurried forward and whispered, "Master, you should go back to Goldsmith Bay. Your health already needs rest. Now you're staying here alone. I'm really worried about you!"
Mu Xiaoji raised her head slightly, looked at Xiao Yue, her eyes full of gratitude and comfort, and said, "Sister Xiao Yue, this little injury is nothing, you don't have to worry. If you follow Jiang Shuo here, what will happen to grandma?" Xiao Yue sighed slightly and explained, "Young Master Jiang went back to his business today. He didn't see you, so he suggested that his wife find a nutritionist to take care of you. His wife was worried about others, so she asked me to come here."
Mu Xiaoji shook his head slightly and said angrily, "My mom always makes a fuss. I'm such a grown-up, am I not as good as Jiang Shuo?" At this time, Jiang Shuo had already taken a clean towel and skillfully wrapped the ice cubes in the refrigerator. He quickly ran to Mu Xiaoji and said, "Dad, come, come and sit down. Apply it." Mu Xiaoji turned off the faucet and followed Jiang Shuo to the dining table to sit down. Jiang Shuo looked at the back of his father's burned hand, his eyes full of heartache. He carefully held the ice cubes in his hands and gently applied it to the back of Mu Xiaoji's right hand. He looked so focused as if he was doing something extremely important.
Mu Xiaoji looked at his sensible son, his heart filled with relief. He gently touched Jiang Shuo's head and asked, "Jiang Shuo, has the little white horse been delivered to Daddy?" Jiang Shuo frowned slightly and muttered, "Well, I asked Uncle Gu to deliver it to the office. I don't know if Daddy likes it. Uncle Gu hasn't replied to me yet!" Mu Xiaoji raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile and said, "Don't worry, Daddy will definitely like it, believe me. The little white horse was carefully selected by you, and it is full of your love. How can Daddy not like it when he feels your love?"
After hearing what his father said, Jiang Shuo's eyes flashed with anticipation, and he said, "I hope Little Daddy will really like it. Dad, I think Little Daddy is one of the best people in the world, just like you. Every time I see Little Daddy, I am very happy. He always tells me many interesting stories and plays with me." Mu Xiaoji smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, Little Daddy is indeed a very good person. You two have such a good relationship. Little Daddy will definitely be very happy to receive your gift."
As Jiang Shuo applied ice to his father, he said, "Dad, when I grow up, I want to be like you and my little daddy, a strong person who can protect those around him and bring happiness to everyone." Mu Xiaoji looked at his son's determined eyes, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He said, "Jiang Shuo, you will do it. As long as you have a dream and work hard to pursue it, you will definitely achieve it. Dad believes in you."
At this time, Xiao Yue said from the side: "Master Jiang Shuo is so sensible, he will definitely have a great future. But for now, you still need to have a good rest and don't overwork yourself." Jiang Shuo raised his head, looked at Xiao Yue, and smiled sweetly: "Auntie Xiao Yue, I know. I will take good care of myself and my father."
After a while, the ice began to melt in the warm room. Jiang Shuo gently took away the towel, looked at the back of his father's hand, and said, "Dad, it doesn't seem so red anymore. It should be better, right?" Mu Xiaoji looked at the back of his hand, nodded, and said, "Yeah, it's much better, thanks to our Jiang Shuo." Jiang Shuo smiled happily, and that smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and innocent.
Jiang Shuo suddenly remembered something and said, "Dad, we haven't gone out to play together for a long time. When you're healed, let's go to the beach together. I also want to build a big sand castle, like a castle." Mu Xiaoji smiled and agreed, "Okay, when Dad is healed, we'll go to the beach. Then we can build sand castles together, pick up shells on the beach, and watch the sunset over the sea together in the evening. It must be very beautiful."
Xiao Yue watched this heartwarming scene from the side, a relieved smile on her face. She said, "It's so heartwarming to see you two have such a good relationship. Master, Master Jiang Shuo needs your company right now. You should stop working too hard and spend more time with him." Mu Xiaoji nodded and said, "Sister Xiao Yue, I know. Over the years, thanks to you and Mom helping me take care of Jiang Shuo, I've been busy and sometimes neglected him. I'll spend more time with him in the future."
When Jiang Shuo heard his father's words, tears of joy sparkled in his eyes. He threw himself into his father's arms and said, "Dad, I love you the most. As long as I can be with you, I feel very happy." Mu Xiaoji hugged Jiang Shuo tightly and said, "Dad loves Jiang Shuo the most too. We are a family and we must always be together happily."
Time flowed slowly in this warm atmosphere. The aroma from the kitchen still permeated the entire villa, as if adding a touch of warmth to this beautiful moment. Jiang Shuo and Mu Xiaoji continued to discuss their plans for a beach trip, while Xiao Yue listened quietly, a smile on his face. This small villa was filled with the warmth and happiness of home, as if all the beauty in the world had gathered here.
After a while, Jiang Shuo suddenly remembered a picture he had drawn at school. He excitedly ran to his room, took out the picture, ran back to the living room, handed it to Mu Xiaoji, and said, "Dad, look, this is a picture I drew at school. It's of our family." Mu Xiaoji took the picture and looked at it carefully. In the picture, he, Jiang Shuo, Xiao Yue, and their grandmother were all holding hands, standing on a beautiful meadow. Colorful balloons floated in the sky, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.
Mu Xiaoji looked at the painting and was deeply moved. He said, "Jiang Shuo, this painting is so beautiful. It's so well drawn. This is our happy home. We will always be together happily like this." Jiang Shuo nodded and said, "Well, I will hang this painting in my room so that I can see our family every day when I wake up."
Xiao Yue looked at the painting and couldn't help but sigh, "Master Jiang Shuo's painting is so lifelike and full of imagination. Master Jiang Shuo may become a great painter in the future." Jiang Shuo laughed happily and said, "Aunt Xiao Yue, if I really become a great painter, I will draw a picture for each of you and paint down our happiness."
Mu Xiaoji looked at his son, his heart filled with longing for the future. He knew that no matter what difficulties he encountered in life, as long as his family was by his side, everything would be fine. He secretly vowed to protect this family, Jiang Shuo, and everyone around him, and to ensure that this happiness would continue forever.
As the sun gradually set, its afterglow filtered through the windows onto the villa floor, casting slivers of golden light and shadow. Jiang Shuo, Mu Xiaoji, and Xiao Yue sat in the living room, enjoying this peaceful and warm moment. Their laughter echoed through the room, as if speaking of the happiness and well-being of this family. In this small corner, love and warmth intertwined, forming a most beautiful picture, a most precious memory in their hearts.
Night fell, and moonlight streamed down the seaside villa like water. Jiang Shuo lay in bed in his room, gazing at the painting on the wall, a sweet smile on his face as he drifted off to sleep. In his dream, he was playing at the beach with his father, Xiaoyue, and grandmother, building sandcastles, collecting shells, and enjoying endless joy. Mu Xiaoji, in her room, gazed out the window at the moonlight, her heart overflowing with love for her family. He knew that this home was his most solid harbor; no matter how stormy the weather, as long as he returned here, everything would be at peace. Xiaoyue, in her room, was also packing her luggage, looking at this warm home with a heart full of comfort. She had witnessed Jiang Shuo's growth and Mu Xiaoji's dedication to their family, and she believed that this family would always be happy. On this quiet night, everyone in the seaside villa was immersed in a happy atmosphere, waiting for the arrival of a new day and the continuation of their beautiful story.