Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

The room was quiet for two seconds, Wang Zhaomou naturally looked away.

Children are all ashamed. When they were young, they might ask their elders to help them bathe and change clothes, and they would curiously ask about physical changes.

But as they grow older, children know more, their self-esteem also increases, and they will be more shy about their elders.

The place where Ji Lianhuo was scalded by the boiling water was on his leg. Now that he has been medicated, he can't wear his pants for the time being. It's normal for him to be shy and want to cover up his gaze.

"Having no trust in others will make your future life more difficult." Wang Zhaomou looked away and continued the topic calmly.

"For example, a businessman like me." Wang Zhaomou said in a normal tone, "Some things that will not be written in the contract depend on the mutual trust of both parties to proceed. If you choose not to trust anything, you will lose many opportunities. "

"Hmm." The boy lowered his head deeply, trying to suppress the strange feeling in his stomach.

Just now, I was touched by the fingertips a few times near the wound, and for some reason, as if I had been summoned, my body began to disobey.

The place scalded by boiling water was hot and itchy, brother Zhaomou's fingertips were slightly cool, and lightly touched the area around the wound, the scalding itchiness began to spread desperately, converging in one place little by little.

Hearing the boy's response, Wang Zhaomou continued to speak.

"If you have studied politics in high school, you should know that national interests are the decisive factor in international relations. Sometimes the friendly relations between two countries are not necessarily based on trust, but on the basis of common interests." ①

"For example, if someone asks you about mathematics, as long as you tell him about mathematics, he will tell you the tricks of another problem; for example, getting along with a classmate without much effort can stop many people from saying that you are "eccentric and weird" ...you can cooperate for a short period of time as long as you can achieve mutual benefits."

"Hmm." Ji Lianhuo bit his lower lip and pressed his hand on the school uniform.

"I heard from the teacher in charge that you will have the next monthly exam next week." Wang Zhaomou turned his head and was surprised to see that the boy's face was even redder than before.

Wang Zhaomou suddenly remembered what the doctor said to prevent infection of the burn.

"Is it very hot?" Wang Zhaomou immediately became alert. If the burn is infected, it is very common to have a fever.

"It's... a little bit, it's okay." Ji Lianhuo tried his best to hold on, his neck was flushed.

Wang Zhaomou went to see the boy's wound. After the infection, in addition to fever, the secretion of the wound would increase.

The gauze was still seeping blood from before, Wang Zhaomou looked at it for a moment, then raised his eyes and asked the boy.

"Do you want to call the doctor?"

"No, no need." The boy quickly waved his hand, and as the boy raised his hand, Wang Zhaomou saw the school uniform that had been pressed down before, and bounced a piece.

Wang Zhaomou couldn't help raising his eyebrows, Ji Lianhuo let out a "coax" in his head, and immediately lowered his hand to hold down the school uniform.

The room was silent for a full minute.

Ji Lianhuo quickly lowered his head to the bend of his legs, his whole body shrank into a ball, his exposed ears and the back of his neck turned red, and he hardly dared to look at the people beside him.

Wang Zhaomou tried his best to suppress the smile in his eyes, just now he was still wondering why the boy was blushing, but now the answer is obvious.

After all, he is a young man, full of vigor, but no one has ever been young.

The scalded area irritated the child, and the scald medicine was applied again. All kinds of conditions piled up together, and there was an abnormality that could not be controlled, but it seemed to be a normal phenomenon.

Seeing the young man so ashamed that he dared not raise his head, Wang Zhaomou thought for a moment. Since he was going to preach today, he should also talk about his physiological knowledge.

Ji Lianhuo hardly knew how to face the people around him. He could laugh at himself, but Ji Lianhuo was even more afraid that the other party would feel offended because of his reaction.

"This is normal." Ji Lianhuo heard words of comfort in his ear.

"Everyone is the same age, so there is no need to be ashamed of what is normal."

Ji Lianhuo's ears were red to the point of bleeding, he raised his head little by little, and looked at the person beside him.

Ji Lianhuo really wanted to ask, "Will Brother Zhaomou do the same?" But when the words came to his lips, he dared not say them.

"Sometimes calm down, think about other things and you will come back to normal." Wang Zhaomou taught Ji Lianhuo the experience of his elders, "You can close your eyes, adjust your breathing, or do a few questions, in short, distraction is enough. "

Ji Lianhuo lowered his head, his face was already flushed.

"If it really doesn't work, you can solve it yourself." Wang Zhaomou said as tactfully as possible, "but pay attention to take care of your health."

Seeing the young man tighten his legs, the surrounding air was heated by the young hormones, Wang Zhaomou stood up, leaving room for Ji Lianhuo.

"Rest early, good night."

The sound of closing the door sounded, and Ji Lianhuo raised his head, covering his school uniform with one hand. The burnt area on his leg was painful, and it hurt when he walked. Ji Lianhuo could only limped into the bathroom.

There were countless shouts from the bottom of my heart, each of which seemed to relieve the pain. Thinking of the sound insulation of the house, it was not bad, Ji Lianhuo whispered those two words hoarsely from between his lips and teeth.

"Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao..."

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Ji Dabao, who had just received a day of education, lay motionless in his study room.

Ever since she forced out her talent for speaking, that female devil seemed to have opened up, and brought a book of Tang Poems and Song Ci for children, so that she not only had to memorize it, but also danced it.

Who would have thought.

The famous Mr. Leng was forced to recite the "goose goose goose" while holding up his two small hands, pinching them into goose heads and bending his arms to pretend to be goose necks.

And keep smiling.

Is this what people do? !

At the end of the day, Ji Dabao was lying on the blanket, not wanting to move, like a social animal who was forced to work all day and just wanted to go home and lie flat on the bed.

I'm just a one and a half year old kid.

Why bear this pain!

The door of the study room was suddenly opened, Mrs. Cheng picked up Ji Dabao, took out the soaked milk powder and some complementary foods with a worried face, and fed Ji Dabao.

Seeing Mrs. Cheng's expression, Ji Dabao subconsciously felt that something was wrong. After eating the sixth meal today, Ji Dabao rubbed his stomach, glanced at the watch on the wall, and turned his round eyes around.

Wang Zhaomou didn't come back for dinner so late, could it be that something happened in the company?

Mrs. Cheng sighed one after another, Ji Dabao couldn't help supporting his baby walker, and staggered to Mrs. Cheng's side.

"Cheng Cheng, Ba Ba?"

When Mrs. Cheng heard the child's immature voice, she hugged Ji Dabao distressedly, her eyes full of worry.

"The young master called before and said that he went to the hospital with Xiao Ji."

Hospital? !

Ji Dabao's eyes widened instantly, his heart almost skipped a beat.

Uncle what happened!

"Baba, hospital!" Ji Dabao tried his best to wave his hands, wanting Mrs. Cheng to take him to the hospital. Mrs. Cheng shook her head repeatedly and put Ji Dabao back into the baby walker.

"The young master said, it shouldn't be a big problem for Xiao Ji to go home to sleep tonight. Let's wait, okay?"

Ji Dabao was really anxious, his uncle's health was related to the future of Leng's family, and also related to his freedom of marriage. If something happened, he might be forced to marry again!

Ji Dabao supported the baby walker, and walked back and forth in the living room in a hurry. Mrs. Cheng was also in a hurry, but seeing Ji Dabao walking around and walking more and more quickly, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in amazement .

I don't know how long I waited, but there was finally a sound at the door. Ji Dabao walked over with the walker "duangduang", and saw his uncle with a slight limp on his leg at a glance, and Wang Zhaomou helped him in.

Staring at his uncle's legs, Ji Dabao felt suffocated.

Is fate really unchangeable!

"Master, are you all right!" Mrs. Cheng immediately went up to meet her.

"It's okay." Wang Zhaomou said calmly, "It's been dealt with."

"Xiao Ji's legs..." Mrs. Cheng noticed Ji Lianhuo's situation.

"Scald, it will heal in two weeks."

Wang Zhaomou helped Ji Lianhuo upstairs, leaving the two of them still in the living room with some peace of mind.

Ji Dabao heaved a long sigh of relief, and looked up at his uncle's back, who was almost completely attached to the person beside him.

Is the situation so serious?

Thinking that his uncle would definitely want to see him, Ji Dabao waited and waited, and when Wang Zhaomou came out of the room, he immediately made a few "beep beeps" to attract the man's attention.

Wang Zhaomou went downstairs and took Ji Dabao out of the baby walker. Ji Dabao pointed to Ji Lianhuo's room and danced.

"Go there!"

"Don't disturb him." Wang Zhaomou carried Ji Dabao upstairs and walked into the study.

There are several documents on the table in the study, which are the brief introductions and glorious deeds of some Fengshui masters. Lao Qi sorted it out and asked Wang Zhaomou to choose one. Wang Zhaomou looked at it for a while, but couldn't see anything useful.

Real masters can't be invited without Wang's name and high appearance fees. Now they can only pick some mid-level ones, and it's good if they can go through the motions.

Wang Zhaomou spread out several introductions, and was thinking about which one to choose. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ji Dabao, who had itchy teeth and hands. Wang Zhaomou thought for a moment, and hugged the hero of this world.

"Dabao, choose one of these."

Ji Dabao was picked up inexplicably, looked at the many-word document in front of him, and subconsciously read it.

These documents are all about the deeds of the Feng Shui master. After reading it carefully for a while, Ji Dabao understood what Wang Zhaomou was going to do.

It is likely that the Wang's Group will decide what kind of work to do and what location to choose, so a Feng Shui master should be invited for advice.

Ji Dabao looked through several documents, and found that he didn't seem to know any of them. In his previous life, when his uncle dabbled in media and entertainment, he did invite some Fengshui masters, but Ji Dabao never believed in these, and he didn't even join in the excitement.

However, the master my uncle was looking for at the time did have two talents, and the few people he selected became a real hit later on, and one of them became a movie star with a box office of tens of billions, making Leng a lot of money.

Ji Dabao pondered for a moment, then looked up at Wang Zhaomou, shook his head, then pointed to his uncle, and said "Ba Ba Ba" a few times.

Wang Zhaomou pinched Ji Dabao's face and smiled politely, "What do you mean?"

"Baba will!" Ji Dabao said confidently.

Wang Zhaomou was silent for a moment, raised his hand and looked at the time.

Half an hour has passed, is he okay?