Chapter 87 - 87 Mom's Relics
87 Mom’s Relics
The smile on Yu Han’s face froze when Old Master Ji said this.
Ji Jun looked at her with a faint smile. “Brother Ji. This form of address is quite interesting. Why don’t you call me that so that I can get used to it?”
No, it was so mushy. Yu Han really couldn’t call him that awkwardly in front of his annoying face. She twisted her head and looked at Old Master Ji. She laughed and said, “After all, we’re both in the entertainment industry, and he’s my senior. It’s more appropriate to call him Teacher Ji. Now that I’m used to calling him that, it’s not good to change it. If I call him wrongly outside, I’m afraid it will attract a lot of trouble.”
Ignoring Ji Jun’s meaningful gaze, Yu Han handed over the other gift and avoided this awkward topic. “By the way, I heard that you like tea. This is the Junshan Silver Needle that I specially chose. I hope it tastes good.”
Old Master Ji glared at his disappointing grandson and happily took it. “The tea you chose will definitely taste good.”
Ji Jun, who had been glared at a little too much today, rubbed his nose. It seemed like Old Master and Mother were especially annoyed with him today. Moreover, Yu Han, this little fox, was still as glib-tongued as ever.
At the dining table, Wu Wei kept putting food into Yu Han’s bowl. “These steamed pork ribs are very authentic. Try two more pieces.”
“Auntie, that’s enough.” Seeing that the food in the bowl was about to pile up, Yu Han hurriedly covered the bowl and avoided her.
“You’re so thin and you’re still growing. You should eat more seriously.” Wu Wei disagreed and scooped another bowl of soup for her.
Yu Han could not withstand Wu Wei’s enthusiasm. She looked at Ji Jun for help. However, he immediately looked away and deliberately spoke to Old Master Ji the moment she looked over at him, pretending not to notice her at all.
Yu Han scolded him inwardly. She really could not reject Wu Wei and could only obediently accept her feeding.
Ji Jun turned around and saw her bitter expression. He felt even happier. She deserved it for being so smug on the way here.
Wu Wei watched as Yu Han finished all the food in her bowl. She only put down her chopsticks regretfully when she heard Yu Han burp. “I’ve always wanted to have a girl, but I have a brat instead. He only knows how to anger me since he was young.”
Her wish to have a daughter was not fulfilled because it did not go smoothly when she gave birth to Ji Jun and it hurt her body. Wu Wei’s expression was filled with nostalgia. “You were especially good-looking when you were young. How many times have I wanted to bring you home to be my daughter?”
Yu Han was shocked. “Auntie, do you know me?”
“You don’t even remember.” Wu Wei felt that it was a pity. “Oh well. You were still young at that time. It’s normal that you don’t have any impression.” She touched Yu Han’s hair lovingly. “You look just like your mother.”
Yu Han did not have the memories of the original host, and there were very few descriptions of Chen Meng in the book, so Yu Han did not know much about Chen Meng. “Auntie, I don’t remember much about my mother. Can you tell me more about her?”
At this moment, Old Master Ji, who was listening to them, finally reacted. “You know Little Yu?” Then why did Wu Wei act like she didn’t like her at first?
Wu Wei could only remind him, “Dad, don’t you remember? This is Hanhan.”
Old Master Ji was already in his seventies, so his memory was not as good as before. He only reacted after thinking about Yu Han’s name. “Oh, you’re that stick-in-the-mud Chen Hong’s granddaughter.”
Yu Han nodded. “Yes, Chen Hong is my maternal grandfather.”
“Hey, isn’t she…” Old Master Ji looked at Ji Jun in surprise. He remembered that the two of them were engaged. He was about to say that it was a coincidence, but Ji Jun gestured for him not to say anything.
Old Master Ji paused and corrected himself. “… Didn’t she come to our house several times when she was young?”
Without such memories, Yu Han did not dare to speak, afraid that she would make more mistakes if she said more. She could only smile and nod.
“Speaking of which, it’s a pity for your mother. She was such a good girl, yet she died young.” Old Master Ji recalled. “Fortunately, she was meticulous. She specially prepared so many things for you before she left.” She even helped Yu Han set up the engagement. “She had arranged everything for you.”
Yu Han frowned. “You said that my mother left many things for me?” Why didn’t the book mention that, and she didn’t see them after she transmigrated, either?