Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 59 - 12_4

Chapter 59: Chapter 12_4

Li Zhiyuan shook his head.

Forget about the grandparents in the family compound who loved to show off their collections, he had followed his mother to various museums in Beijing, where he had seen numerous antiques, many of which were real treasures not on public display.

"Xiao Yuan, Grandma lives here because the air is good, the climate is pleasant, which is beneficial for Alii’s illness."

"Oh, I see. Grandma, what were you about to ask?"

Liu Yumei was slightly surprised. Did the child believe her just like that?

She asked, "Why does Alii keep looking at you?"

Li Zhiyuan bashfully responded, "Maybe because I looked at her too many times in the past few days, she feels at a loss and wants to return the favor."

Liu Yumei: "..."

Indeed, the child hadn’t believed her earlier words.

"Grandma, have some tea."

"Mhm."

The young and the old, each sipping their tea, the luster swirling in their tea cups, all revealed their guile.

After finishing his tea, Li Zhiyuan went to read. First, he headed to the back toilet to relieve himself, and each time he passed by the eastern room, he greeted Qin Li, who saluted him in return.

Before entering the main house, he heard Grandmaster’s hoarse bellowing from the first floor:

"What’s the matter now, what’s the matter, where did my paper go?"

Li Zhiyuan watched as Grandmaster, almost leaping from anger, landed and stomped his feet continuously.

Aunt Liu came over and explained, "It rained last night, the rain got in, and it’s all ruined."

Li Sanjiang frowned, "What?"

Li Zhiyuan added, "Grandmaster, you can get out of bed now?"

"Of course, I, the Grandmaster, am in good health... No, we’re discussing the paper now, exactly how did this happen?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Aunt Liu is right, the rain got in."

"This..." Li Sanjiang’s mouth hung open, "this this this..."

Aunt Liu said, "Uncle, no worries, Ali and I will stay up and make more, it won’t affect the delivery."

"It’s not just about the delivery, this material..." Li Sanjiang was breathless with agitation, feeling the loss of the paper pained him more than the holes in his own life.

He had money, this house, this furniture, this paper factory... but he didn’t save money, living a carefree life, and suddenly with a warehouse of goods gone, he would be strapped for cash.

"Little Yuanhou, could you do Grandmaster a favor and run to Liu Xiazi’s place, ask if she’s calculated the date for Niu Fu’s mother’s death anniversary? If she hasn’t, tell her to hurry."

"Ah?" Li Zhiyuan was taken aback, but seeing that Aunt Liu had already left to get the raw materials, he approached Li Sanjiang: "Grandmaster, even in this condition, you still want to take care of the death anniversary?"

Li Sanjiang matter-of-factly said, "That’s exactly why I must take care of it now!"

"But your current health, if anything dangerous happens at the Niu family’s..."

"If I don’t have money to spend, what good is this body?"

Li Zhiyuan didn’t know how to reply.

"Little Yuanhou, this is the life I, your Grandmaster, have chosen. I take on whatever job is dangerous because it pays well.

This is my fate."

Li Zhiyuan nodded and went to Liu Jinxia’s house.

Cui Cui’s Grandma Bei was ill and hospitalized, which meant Cui Cui’s father’s mother. Li Juxiang took Cui Cui to visit her at the clinic, so she was not at home.

Liu Jinxia had already set up her card game in the morning, and Li Zhiyuan arrived when she was enjoying herself.

After hearing Li Zhiyuan deliver the message, Liu Jinxia flicked off her cigarette ash, "The day after tomorrow, we will go together to Shigang to Niu Fu’s house on the morning after tomorrow."

Li Zhiyuan: "Grandma Liu, isn’t that a bit too soon?"

"What’s too soon? The sooner the task is done, the sooner we get paid, hehehe. Besides, with your Grandmaster around, what’s there to worry about?"

If you knew what the Grandmaster is like now, you wouldn’t think so.

Li Zhiyuan returned home and reported the date to Li Sanjiang.

"Alright, alright, alright."

Lying on the second-floor balcony rattan chair, Li Sanjiang happily slapped his leg, raised his hand to pull on a rope attached to a black wooden box nailed to the wall.

First, there was a noise like falling snowflakes, then after another pull, a storytelling voice came out.

Li Sanjiang, with his eyes closed, lit a cigarette, smoking and listening to the storyteller, revealing an unconstrained demeanor despite being battered and bruised.

Realizing Li Zhiyuan was still standing beside him, Li Sanjiang said:

"Little Yuanhou, this is the life your Grandmaster has chosen. I only take on the dangerous jobs because they’re lucrative.

This is my destiny."

Li Zhiyuan nodded, he took out the fifth volume of "Jianghu Chronicles" and sat down in the southeast corner of the balcony to study.

As before, each time he turned a page, he would look up at the girl below.

He noticed she was also looking up at him.

Very nice, the feeling of making eye contact was more pleasing.

However, as he looked, Li Zhiyuan realized that each time he looked down, their eyes would meet.

Even Grandma Liu below followed her granddaughter’s gaze upwards.

This made Li Zhiyuan feel odd every time he tried to relax his eyes, as he had to also glance at Grandma Liu.

Therefore, until he finished the fifth volume, Li Zhiyuan didn’t look down again.

After entering his room and taking out the sixth volume, Li Zhiyuan sat down, looked down, and saw Grandma Liu had already started reading the newspaper beside him, but Qin Li still kept her gaze upward.