Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 915 - 912: An Everyday Meal

Chapter 915: Chapter 912: An Everyday Meal

"Well said. Young people these days, when things don’t go their way, they just blame their parents, without thinking about who brought them into this world," Mr. Yun praised.

"Dad, don’t just get carried away with happiness; whatever you want to say, let’s go inside first. It’s not good to keep Lin Tian standing after he traveled such a long way," Yun Haoyu reminded.

"Yes, yes, I got too happy. Come in, let’s talk inside," the old man said, snapping back to his senses.

Yun Xiaotian stood up, pushed the old man, and the four of them went into the villa together.

The villa’s living room wasn’t as big as the Xiao Family’s Chinese-style villa living room and was quite simple in its decor—hangings, coffee table, tables, and chairs—all clearly visible, and almost all the furniture was wooden.

But Lin Tian knew these weren’t just simple wooden furniture because he smelled a familiar scent, identical to the sandalwood scent in Wang Wanxi’s study.

In fact, this sandalwood scent was deeper, richer, and smoother, indicating these pieces of furniture were quite old, even over a hundred years old, and the sandalwood was of top quality.

If you were to compare them, they are akin to the king of jades, the glass-type Imperial Green Jade.

"Xiaotian, you haven’t had dinner yet, right? Since you’re already here, let’s eat first," Mr. Yun said to Lin Tian as soon as he sat down.

It’s just that calling "Xiaotian" was somewhat mixed up; sometimes Lin Tian couldn’t tell whether he was calling Yun Xiaotian or him.

"In that case, I won’t be polite," Lin Tian said naturally.

Seeing Lin Tian didn’t refuse, Mr. Yun was even more satisfied, nodding approvingly. Lin Tian could roughly guess the meaning; the old man had been in a high position for so long that young people when meeting him would be nervous and uneasy.

However, Lin Tian was articulate and composed, unfazed by honor or disgrace. Not to mention that other young people couldn’t do this, even many middle-aged people, when facing Mr. Yun, couldn’t be as natural and at ease, indifferent to honor or disgrace; this tests one’s state of mind.

Therefore, Mr. Yun was very satisfied with Lin Tian.

In Lin Tian’s eyes, Mr. Yun was just a kindly, amiable old man, like a grandfather, without the feeling of facing a superior; besides, he had never been afraid of any "superior."

However, what puzzled Lin Tian was that, apart from that meaningful sentence earlier, the subsequent conversation didn’t involve the eldest son Yun Tian or the old man’s illness, and seemed just like ordinary family chatter.

Lin Tian didn’t know what the old man was planning, but he had the patience; if you don’t say, I won’t bring it up.

The meal was brought in from outside, and the old man, Yun Haoyu, Yun Xiaotian, and Lin Tian truly dined together harmoniously, like three generations of grandfather and grandsons.

Mr. Yun didn’t eat much, he put down his chopsticks early, and with a smile, watched Lin Tian and Yun Xiaotian devour their food. Like all elderly people, seeing their grandchildren eat heartily, indicating they’re healthy, makes them even happier.

This is probably the sentiment of all parents and grandparents. Every time Lin Tian ate with his grandfather before, his grandfather would always put down his chopsticks early, watching him eat with large bites, and thus be contentedly satisfied with smiles.

In a daze, Lin Tian seemed to return to those poor yet joyful and warm times, only knowing he could never go back because his grandfather was no longer there.

"Xiaotian, is the food not to your taste?" Mr. Yun asked.

"No, I just thought of my grandfather," Lin Tian shook his head.

Mr. Yun sighed slightly, saying, "I know a bit about your situation; it’s just a pity that we didn’t know each other then, otherwise your grandfather might have had better medical conditions, and maybe there was hope for improvement."

"Grandpa had an incurable disease, no amount of money would have helped, and over the years, I’ve come to terms with it. In life, one must go, no one can escape the words life and death. As long as one feels they haven’t lived a wasted life, there is nothing to fear about death," Lin Tian said calmly.

"That’s right, as long as one feels they haven’t lived a wasted life, death isn’t frightening. But the pity is, I have a wish that if it can’t be fulfilled, I’m afraid I’ll die with regrets," Mr. Yun said with some self-reproach.

Lin Tian understood why he felt self-reproach. As the head of the Yun Family, he hadn’t protected his eldest grandson well; this blow is very cruel for an old man.

"Grandpa, rest assured, your illness can certainly be cured, and brother will definitely be found, trust me," Yun Xiaotian put down his bowl, speaking resolutely.

Mr. Yun smiled gratifiedly and then said, "Xiao Yu, you two go downstairs, I want to have a word alone with Xiaotian."

"But..." Yun Haoyu hesitated to say, seeming uneasy.

After all, until Lin Tian’s identity was fully confirmed, he remained an outsider, making it not entirely safe for the Yun Family’s old man to be alone with an outsider.

This has nothing to do with trust but rather that the Yun Family cannot afford any bit of accident.

"There’s no need to say more, go down!" Mr. Yun’s face turned stern, interrupting Yun Haoyu, looking imposing without anger. At this time, Lin Tian could slightly comprehend the authority of the head of the Yun Family, that unquestionable authority.

Yun Haoyu glanced at Lin Tian, dared not say anything further, pulled his son, and left the villa.

"Xiaotian, sorry to make you laugh," Mr. Yun laughed.

"I can understand; if it were me, I would act just like Uncle Yun," Lin Tian said understandingly.

"This meal was the one I’ve long fantasized about. If Yun Tian hadn’t disappeared, the three generations of our family could often have such ordinary meals together, but alas, fantasies are always just fantasies," Mr. Yun said wistfully.

Lin Tian didn’t know how to respond, so he chose silence.

"All right, today we’re happy, let’s not talk about these things, Xiaotian, come push my wheelchair, I’ll show you something," Mr. Yun said mysteriously.

Lin Tian was a bit curious; he pushed the wheelchair and followed the old man’s guide, heading to another side of the villa.

Besides the front entrance, the villa had another exit, although not really an exit, more like an entrance/exit to the backyard garden; yes, there was another garden behind the villa.

But the flowers and plants in the garden were quite unusual, not because he hadn’t seen them before, but because the varieties were peculiar; many flowers that shouldn’t bloom in this season were blooming happily.

"Xiaotian, odd isn’t it? The flowers and plants here bloom in all seasons," Mr. Yun laughed.

"It is quite strange; the entire garden feels like a large greenhouse where the growth of the flowers and plants is unaffected by external weather," Lin Tian nodded and said.

But actually, the garden was open-air, not enclosed, so the garden wasn’t a large greenhouse, indicating that something within the garden influenced the growth of the flowers and trees.

"Xiaotian, close your eyes and listen carefully," Mr. Yun encouraged with a smile.