Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 823 - 825: What to Do When You Can’t Eavesdrop

Chapter 823: Chapter 825: What to Do When You Can’t Eavesdrop

Zhao Guangran saw the topic shift away from him, and he was no longer the focal point, which made him anxious.

Of course, Zhao Guangran was worried. Even though he mentioned it today, to his big brother, it was akin to a promise. Who knows, big brother might kick him out tomorrow to get to work.

The mere thought of arranging the garden under the scorching summer sun seemed terrifying.

Zhao Guangran couldn’t remember how many times he had arranged the garden. Although it was laborious, it was always done willingly for his family.

As for arranging someone else’s yard, it made Zhao Guangran quite disgruntled, regardless of how great the other party’s cooking might be.

No, I can’t let big brother do this. Originally planning to find a chance to discuss with big brother, Zhao Guangran immediately pulled Zhao Xuran aside to whisper.

Gong Ruini noticed, but she didn’t want to speak, knowing that the two brothers surely had some private matters to discuss.

"Brother Guangran, what are you saying?" Wan Yihui saw and dashed over.

Kids of this age are always curious about what older people talk about in whispers.

"Go away." Wherever he goes, there are always annoying people, Zhao Guangran thought, feeling displeased but unable to speak harshly.

"You scolded me." Wan Yihui pouted, looking very much like he was sulking.

Sigh, here it goes again. How come there are so many people playing the victim around me? Zhao Guangran felt mentally exhausted.

"Just say it." In fact, even if Zhao Guangran didn’t say it, Zhao Xuran already had a sense.

Is it appropriate? Zhao Guangran glanced at Gong Ruzhi and Wan Yihui, thinking that kids this age couldn’t keep secrets and would likely spill the beans about anything they overheard.

Zhao Guangran really didn’t want things to leak everywhere before reaching any conclusions; how else would they make money?

"Xiao Zhi, take Xiao Hui out to play." Although Gong Ruini didn’t feel like dealing with Zhao Guangran, she couldn’t ignore his constant SOS signals.

Feeling soft-hearted, Gong Ruini decided to lend a hand this time. She couldn’t miss such a good opportunity to gain favor; otherwise, she’d really have regrets.

Yet again being left out, Gong Ruzhi was quite displeased and wanted to grumble, but no one would help him, so reluctantly, he took Wan Yihui’s hand and left.

Don’t be fooled; although Gong Ruzhi agreed to leave unwillingly, he planned to find a spot to eavesdrop.

Although his intention was good, he forgot he was dealing with Zhao Guangran, who had caught Gong Ruzhi eavesdropping multiple times, making him extra cautious now.

"Bro, let’s go to your study." Ha, I’ll leave the window open and see how these two little kids think they’ll eavesdrop.

Wanting to be a little spy isn’t a good habit. Since Zhao Guangran couldn’t stop them, he decided to start with secrecy.

Knowing the ins and outs of the house, Gong Ruzhi took Wan Yihui to hide in their perfect spot, thinking they could hear the forbidden information.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Guangran was so sneaky, "Bad guy."

"Yes, bad guy," Wan Yihui cautiously complained, "Bro, what do we do now?"

Mom and dad asked him to keep an eye on his siblings, but now he couldn’t hear anything. What should he do? Wan Yihui’s face was full of concern.

Seeing his chubby little brother worried, Gong Ruzhi’s mood improved a bit, at least he had a companion.

"Forget it, let’s pretend we don’t know." What else could Gong Ruzhi do, "Alright, let’s go back to review our lessons. No, I need to teach you."

Though not as diligent as Gong Ruini in the past, Gong Ruzhi inherited the family tradition well—to be a good brother who takes Xiao Hui out to play and helps him study.

Hearing the commotion afterward, Zhao Guangran couldn’t help but chuckle silently, ha, do they really think I’ll ever let those two kids overhear such confidential info?

Zhao Xuran didn’t mind if the two younger brothers told the parents, understanding that his parents felt helpless due to their busy work schedules, which left them with little time to communicate with their children. Having these little informers was their way of staying in the loop.

Zhao Guangran knew this, although it put him in a slightly sour mood, especially now.

Having finally reached Zhao Xuran’s study, before anyone could sit down, "I was thinking about the Xu family’s private kitchen, we could get involved."

"Their days aren’t going well, we can sponsor them financially." Some might think running a restaurant is tough and not very lucrative.

But Zhao Guangran absolutely didn’t, having done business for several years, he knew for sure that the food business is ever profitable.

Investing money. Seeing a business opportunity while having a meal, Gong Ruini felt like giving Zhao Guangran a thumbs up, this child truly would be wasted if not doing business.

A business mind is indeed commendable, even though Gong Ruini wouldn’t think of getting involved despite knowing it’s profitable.

"Do you think they lack money?" Initially, Zhao Xuran saw the old, shabby door and neglected yard and thought likewise.

Despite ancestral glory, there are many prodigal descendants; it’s only after discovering the history of that Taihu Stone that Zhao Xuran knew the Xu family wasn’t impoverished.

Maybe they haven’t fixed the door or arranged the yard for another reason, perhaps to guard against enemies, or maybe due to a previous son-in-law.

Not short of money? Zhao Guangran was puzzled.

Zhao Guangran didn’t believe his eyes would betray him, "Besides, their two kids were busy in the kitchen, and how old are they?"

Back when they were young, they helped in the kitchen too, but not much, unlike Gong Ruzhi who never had to work much, growing up pampered.

Zhao Xuran sighed, signaling Gong Ruini to speak,

"Their foundation might be unknown, but it’s undoubtedly solid. Once the troublesome problems are settled, the yard will surely be arranged, and the trees, as long as they aren’t too precious, can always be transplanted to where they feel pleased and like."

"Moreover, I’ve checked the corridor ceiling and the inside of the house. Even though they seem patched up, I feel they’re hiding something." For Gong Ruini, those patches looked suspiciously deliberate to conceal something.

Really, such is the case. Zhao Guangran was clueless, having strained to recall, utterly oblivious to how Ni Zi found so much.

"At that time, I was hungry." Meaning, had he not been hungry, Zhao Guangran would’ve noticed those issues, and wouldn’t have let Gong Ruini seize the initiative.

Used to Zhao Guangran always trying to take the lead no matter what, Gong Ruini paid no mind, otherwise, she would definitely feel all kinds of discomfort.

"We were all hungry then." Had he simply admitted the error, Zhao Xuran wouldn’t have been so blunt, but still, Zhao Guangran continued to justify, leaving Zhao Xuran no choice but to strip away his pretense.