Chapter 9: Kids don't play by the rules

Song Zhi picked up Lin Jian and Aunt Pei right after nine in the morning and headed straight to the commercial plaza in the center of the city.

Lin Jian had expected that going out to buy things would take a long time, after all, he had come all alone and had nothing, however, what he had not expected was that Song Zhi had simply brought him and Sister Pei to the mall, telling him that what he needed was basically ready, and that in a moment, someone would be delivering it directly to his home, and simply asking if there were any extras he would like to buy.

Lin Jian stood in the middle of the crowded shopping mall, looking around at one of the counter logos he did not recognize, a long time, gently shook his head.

Song Zhi felt a little embarrassed when the child said so. As a matter of fact, Shen Ke had arranged for him to take Lin Jian and Pei out shopping, but Song Zhi, in order to save time, directly called a few brands and told them to make their own preparations in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and to deliver them directly to Shen Ke's place at that time.

After all, Song Zhi's time is also very precious. Shen Ke has just returned to China, and the group's business is in the handover stage, Assistant Song can't wait to be on call 24 hours a day at the company, and today, he sent Shen Ke to a project site at dawn, conducted field research, and talked with the project leader, and then at ten o'clock he still had to accompany Shen Ke to talk about a municipal project, with only one hour of free time in between, which was not enough for him to go shopping with his children. At ten o'clock, he had to accompany Shen Ke to talk about a municipal project, and there was only one hour of free time in between, which was not enough for him to go shopping with his children in peace.

At this point, when Lin Jian came to the mall, he was only thinking of letting his child pick out one or two things he wanted, toys, ornaments, clothes or whatever, and it was also a way of completing the shopping task that Shen Ke had instructed him to do.

Little Lin Jian, on the other hand, says he doesn't want anything, which makes Song Zhi feel like he's bullying a child.

"What about ......" Assistant Song asked hesitantly, "Lego? The one that little Ai Jia put together yesterday at the mansion, do you want a set?"

Lin Jian shook his head almost without pause, and Shen Ke couldn't help but sigh, saying bitterly, "Well at least pick one, we can't come out for nothing."

Little Lin Jian froze at the words and looked up unprecedentedly, a flash of anticipation suddenly in her clear eyes, "Really anything?"

"Of course." Song Zhi followed her lead, "Anything you can think of."

Lin Jian said, "Then I want to go back to school."

Song Zhi: "......"

It's not impossible, but boy are you out of line.

Song Zhi lost his smile, "Definitely you have to go to school, but it might take two more days, after all, you're living in Shen's house now, and the original school ......"

Song Zhi's words were not finished, but little Lin Jian understood his unfinished business almost immediately.

He used to go to the village elementary school, which was on the side of the village road and not more than a fifteen-minute walk from his great aunt's house.

And now, he is in the middle of such a prosperous city and beautiful world, that small school at the foot of the mountain, I'm afraid I can never go back.

Little Lin Jian did not show any objections, and did not even ask one more question about where I would go to school and how many days I would have to wait, but just hung her head slightly and did not say anything.

Song Zhi can't help but feel tricky again, and for the first time, it seems that if a small child is too well-behaved and quiet, it can also be a headache.

This shopping trip can be called the return of no success, good thing Pei sister in passing a counter, bought a set of co-branded children's tableware, said the children with such a dish to eat in a good mood, will eat a little more, Assistant Song believe it, was like an amnesty, willingly signed the bill.

Soon after Lin Jian and Sister Pei were sent back to their place, the staff of each counter delivered the goods to the door one after another. Lin Jian sat on the sofa on the first floor and quietly watched Sister Pei directing the staff to move the goods into the center hall bit by bit and then packed them up in separate categories herself.

Lots of well-textured clothes, everything from warmth to outerwear, household items of brands he'd never heard of, everything from a special seat for school to a toothbrush, even a laptop, and lots of stationery items.

This kind of life is the kind of refinement and privilege that little Lin Jian has never experienced before, although it is not visible on the surface, it is impossible not to be surprised and amazed inside, especially when he watched Pei peacefully removing the hangtags of a few pieces of thermal underwear and chaps, and turning to enter the laundry room next to the sunroom, he finally couldn't help but lift his foot and follow her over.

Lin Jian stood beside Sister Pei, pointed to the clothes in her hand, and asked, "Do you need to wash the new clothes as well?"

He came over silently, suddenly made a sound to scare Pei sister, Pei sister scolded: "Aigoo, small good walking how all no sound ah?" And then smiled and replied, "Outside wear clothes do not need, but the child is wearing new clothes also need to be washed first, otherwise uncomfortable ah." And then smiled and replied, "The clothes worn outside do not need, but the children wear, is new clothes also need to be washed first, otherwise uncomfortable ah."

Lin Jian had never had such habits before, but of course it could also be because he didn't have many opportunities to wear new clothes, so he pursed his lips a bit and wanted to go and take the pieces of clothing in Sister Pei's hand, "I'll wash them myself then."

"No need." Sister Pei smiled and put the clothes into a small machine next to her, pressed a few buttons on it, "This kind of material can not be washed, it has to be dry-cleaned, and after washing it has to be sterilized and disinfected before it is good to wear it close to the body ah."

Lin Jian froze and looked at the machine that had started to run, and after a few moments, turned and exited the laundry room.

When it was a little longer, Lin Jian realized that it was called a special dry-cleaning machine for lingerie, which comes with a disinfectant function.

From the laundry room, Lin Jian Jr. did not linger in the living room, but went straight to his room.

From the closet to the bookshelf, in a few moments' time, the room, which originally seemed a bit empty, was already filled with all kinds of new things that had been brought in. Lin Jian sat quietly on the edge of the bed, occupying a very small piece of space, and knew in her heart that all of these things were for herself, but vaguely felt that they were not.

The luxuries and riches that his eyes saw were not his.

At noon, Lin Jian has changed into cotton loungewear, light blue fabric printed with snow-white clouds, so clean that there is not a trace of impurities in the solid colors, but also set off the small Lin Jian snow skin and hair, eyebrows can not speak of a clear and beautiful, suddenly cute Pei want to rub his little face.

And the thought of Shen Ke's instructions on his way out the door this morning still kept his hands from moving.

At six o'clock in the evening, Shen Ke emerged from the Municipal Building with his car waiting at the main entrance; he had an industry dinner to go to in the evening that he couldn't put off.

After the whole day's journey, the level of fatigue will not be much easier than drawing a picture for one day. The soft and soothing piano music is flowing in the car, Shen Ke-uen is sitting in the back row and resting his eyes, Song Zhi is sitting in the passenger seat as usual, reporting the plan arrangement of the next two days to him.

When the last item on the itinerary had been reported, Shen Ke suddenly asked, "What about the kid?"

Song Zhi flipped open the folder hand slightly pause, thought for a moment and replied: "should not be bad, I see the child's ability to adapt to quite strong, changed to a new environment did not cry and did not make a fuss, is a little bit do not like to talk, this age is not supposed to be the time of the chirping? He is also too quiet, too introverted, right?"

The light from the street lamps on both sides of the road formed a bright, dazzling stream of light, reflecting in Shen Ke's eyes, who thought to himself, "This kid is more than just quiet and introverted.

"But ......" Song Zhi thought of Lin Jian bringing up that matter this morning and mused for a split second, "That kid said that he wanted to go back to school."

"Send someone from the school side to find out first, and bring me a few alternatives." Shen Ke thought for a moment and replied, "Let him choose for himself when everything that needs to be done is done in a few days."

Song Zhi agreed, then asked, "Then you still need ......."

"Need." Shen Ke knew what he wanted to ask and said in a deep voice, "Contact the civil affairs department, the procedures that should be fulfilled, the agreements that should be signed, nothing should be missing."

Song Zhi froze and eventually nodded, saying that she understood.

Song Zhi thought that Shen Ke's tone and demeanor were actually very similar to Shen Zhangqian's, but compared to the old Chairman Shen, this young Chairman Shen seemed to know how to "hide his edge" better, and his sharpness and forcefulness were perfectly wrapped up in a calm and restrained coat. Sharpness and strength are perfectly wrapped up in a calm and introverted coat, which is obviously irresistible to people, but also domineering and not too abrupt.

Lin Jian met Shen Ke again a week later.

During this time, he seems to have been able to better adapt to the new living environment, the little one is no longer as tight as when he first came, although still not talkative, but occasionally there can be some interaction between Pei and Pei, if Pei teases him a lot, will also slightly pursed up the corners of the mouth, revealing a not too obvious smile.

And these days, Shen Ke never came back.

Although there are only two permanent residents in the house, he and Sister Pei, there are not many things to do every day. Workers came to the house to mow the lawn, the fountain in the yard needs to be cleaned regularly, during which Lin Jian also went to the hospital to do a comprehensive physical examination and assessment, and then the private nutritionist based on the results of the assessment of the preparation of a recipe, personally sent to the home, Pei sister as a treasure, every day according to the recipe for Lin Jian to change the pattern of the day to do three meals a week down the child still thin but the face has some color than when he first came. A week later, the child was still thin, but his face had some color compared to when he first arrived.

That evening, Lin Jian had dinner and then Pei was force-fed a cup of millet ginseng congee, said to nourish the blood and moisturize the dryness, and had to watch him drink it all, Lin Jian had no choice but to hold his stomach and drink it down.

After all, his docility and aloofness were only for the harsh and malicious, and once he was confronted with such aunts who held china cups and coaxed him with smiles, he was at a complete loss for words.

After dinner, Lin Jian puts on his down jacket and walks around the fountain by himself, while Shen Ke's car drives into the yard when he finishes his twentieth lap.

It was an unusually early night in the north, and Lin Jian stopped at the sound of the engine, looking across the angel relief in the center of the fountain to see the man who had disappeared for a week getting out of the car and heading his way.

Seeing Lin Jian standing in the courtyard, Shen Ke was also a bit surprised, and after a moment's pause, he smiled at him and beckoned, "Kid, come here."

And Lin Jian just looked at him steadily for two seconds, turned around, turned his head and walked away.

Shen Ke: "......"

So just how unpopular am I when I've just walked into the house for less than a minute?