"So it's you, Demi. Not explaining things clearly, deliberately playing tricks on us, right? Are you happy now?"
He charged at me, and I ducked, causing him to crash into the door and break his front teeth.
Chris yelled in panic from the bed.
Layla hurriedly helped the old man up, pretended to scold him, but kept glaring at me. "How could Demi be so heartless? Chris's surgery failed, and Demi is the most heartbroken. She even said she would buy a car to comfort him, didn't she?"
She acted as if I was unaware, making all sorts of gestures toward me.
So they were putting on a show for me, aiming for my wallet.
I played along with the act, feigning that I hadn't explained things clearly before and that we could discuss the car issue, making them relent.
However, I didn't forget the mission of this visit.
I secretly slipped a small recorder into Chris's bag, using the excuse of going to buy a car before leaving.
Sure enough, the father and son didn't disappoint me.
After Layla washed the dirty clothes from these days, she boarded the bus back home.
As soon as she left, I heard Chris and his father's voices.
"Son, this idea is good, but what if Demi refuses to accept the child?"
"What can she do? Dad, don't worry. She's just a dog I raised. Don't be fooled by her front. She'll wag her tail and come when I throw her a bone. Whatever I decide, she has no say. As for my mother..."
"That's even less of a problem. She should have had more sons when she was young. Now, the old Braves family is going extinct, and she is at least half responsible."
"That's great. When Wendy arrives, please put in some extra effort."
"No problem, son. I'm still sharp. I'll definitely make sure you get a brother. Then, just say this child is from a relative in the old home. You can bring it back and have Demi raise it. This way, old Braves family will continue!"
"To avoid raising suspicions with Demi, I won't help with Wendy's care."
"So what? Let your mom take care of her. After the child is born, let her take care of it. She's as strong as an ox; she wouldn't know what to do if she didn't work."
...
The two were discussing in the ward with great enthusiasm, filled with joy.
I was laughing my head off from dozens of kilometers away.