Chapter 25, Section 25: "Uncle, aren't you a little bit bad?"...

It's been about half an hour, hasn't it? What is Little Fish looking at? Who's in the sky?

[Blind guess: waiting for the plane carrying Mom and Dad~]

Yan Xingli felt that waiting like this was not a solution, so he put down his book, went over and patted the child's head.

Have Mom and Dad left yet?

Qi Youyu tilted her round head up: "No, Mom and Dad are still weeding at the dinosaur's house."

"Why don't you ask them when they're leaving? That way you won't have to keep waiting by the window."

Yu Yu sat up and pointed out the window with her little finger: "Uncle, I'm watching the birds."

"It's great that little birds can play outside and go wherever they want."

Yan Xingli: "You want to go out and have fun, don't you?"

"I didn't say that," Qi Youyu shook her head, pretending to be serious, her little hands neatly placed on her knees, her dark eyes sparkling. "But I'd love to go out and play with you."

Yan Xingli: "Thank you so much."

Ten minutes later, Yu Yu hugged the newly delivered tutu tightly and refused to let go: "I want to wear this dress out."

Yan Xingli had a headache.

This dress is a new product from brand A. He plans to give it to his child as a farewell gift. He heard that the planet Cang'ai is warm and spring-like all year round, so this dress is perfect for him.

"It's very cold outside, only minus three degrees Celsius."

"I'm not afraid, I won't be cold if I wear the little apple."

"Alright, if you like it, then wear it out."

Yan Xingli thought that since the child was going back to her home planet anyway, he might as well let her do whatever she wanted this once.

Qi Youyu cheered, finally she didn't have to be wrapped up like a dumpling when she went out, she could play to her heart's content in the snow and ice.

[Has Yan Xingli gone mad? Is he out of his mind just because the child is confused? She's his own niece, after all; he doesn't care about her at all.]

This is a summer dress, isn't it? You'd freeze to death wearing it outside.

Xiao Hua tied Qi Youyu's hair into a bun with a ribbon and pinned an apple hair clip to her head. This was the little apple that she kept talking about.

Only the three of them knew that Little Apple was not actually a hair clip, but a thermal chip.

Wearing a thermal chip is like soaking in a hot spring; even if you go to Antarctica and have a snowball fight naked, you won't feel cold at all.

This is a small invention that Qi Youyu specially tinkered with before coming to Earth, just in case.

"Uncle, come here, I'll put a little grape on your head."

The child was holding a purple grape hair clip, intending to pin it on Yan Xingli's head.

Yan Xingli waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't need it, I can withstand the cold."

Having a child who can go out in the cold on a cold winter day is enough. He should just go with the flow and follow the crowd. It's best for him to do less of this kind of thing.

Yan Xingli was unaware that because of this action, uninformed netizens were about to bombard him with criticism.

If you're so resistant to the cold, why don't you go out in a tank top and sandals?

[Seriously, you're bundled up yourself while your child wears so little—how can you even bring yourself to say that? I'm not kidding, I'm really going to call the police.]

Wearing a tutu and sandals, Qi Youyu left the house amidst the pitying gazes of everyone.

Knowing he would face a lot of condemning stares along the way, Yan Xingli wisely carried the child the whole time and quickly went downstairs to put the child in the car.

Yan Xingli didn't know if people three hundred years from now would eat nutrient solution, but there wasn't even seafood there, so there probably wouldn't be much good food.

"Would you like some seafood sauce?"

"Do you want to eat dried squid? You can use it to make soup or porridge."

"Can you bring some live fish fry up with you? If so, I'll buy you some fry to take back and raise. Once they're grown, you can eat them."

Yu Yu's Little Fish has a large capacity, and Yan Xingli almost always buys anything she likes on the spot. If it doesn't fit in the car, she asks the store to deliver it to her door.

Attentive netizens counted and found that most of them were seafood. Dried seafood is one thing, but bringing fish fry home to raise is really strange.

[Where is Yu Yu's hometown? It doesn't sound like there are any fish there. Even in the water-scarce Northwest, there are seafood markets and grilled fish restaurants everywhere.]

The conversation between the uncle and nephew seemed rather strange.

After strolling around the seafood market, Yan Xingli, carrying the small green lobster and grouper she was going to eat that day, was on her way to deliver the rest of the fish.

Xiaohua is going to be busy.

The uncle and nephew swaggered in and out of shopping malls and food streets. As the crowds in the areas became more and more dense, Yan Xingli felt quite uncomfortable being stared at.

He whispered to the child, "Yuyu, it's windy outside. Uncle has a jacket in the car. Do you want to wear it?"

"I don't want to."

"Uncle, I'll put the little grape on you so you won't be cold."

Yan Xingli: "I don't want to."

"Look at you, you're not listening again." Qi Youyu looked helpless and patted his head like a ball. "I really can't do anything with you."

Yan Xingli observed her carefully.

The child's complexion remained rosy, and the hand holding her felt like a freshly baked loaf of bread, warm and cozy, as if the cold wind had no effect on her.

Yan Xingli had no choice but to give up, as long as he didn't get sick.

But there's a kind of cold that only adults feel. Yu Yu is now a fairly well-known child star. Many of her mothers and older sisters gasped for breath when they saw her wearing thin clothes, revealing her chubby, white arms that looked like lotus roots.

"Auntie, I'm not cold."

"I have a little apple."

Yu Yu lowered her head and pointed to the apple hair clip in her hair, saying, "This is Yu Yu's little invention. It can turn me into a little heater that I'm not afraid of the cold, but my uncle won't let me tell you."

What's the use of telling me not to talk? My little mouth still blurted out anyway.

Yan Xingli smiled politely, feigning a smile.

The uncle and nephew went on a shopping spree at major shopping malls. Yan Xingli took turns holding the child in his left and right arms, his arms aching as if they had grown several pounds of lemons, while the child's shoes remained spotless.

Yan Xingli couldn't take it anymore and found a place to sit and rest in the mall.

He noticed something hard under his foot and wondered why there were small stones in the mall, so he took off his shoes and emptied them.

Yu Yu watched Yan Xingli bend down to empty the pebbles, then held his hand and said softly:

"Uncle, this little stone wants to wear your shoes; it likes you."

"Thank you for your kind words, but I feel it's a bit presumptuous of me."

Fish: "It wants to invite you to play inside the spaceship."

Yan Xingli paused, his eyes filled with doubt. Was the child reminding him of the origin of the pebbles?

Last night, at the child's enthusiastic invitation, he did visit the Little Fish again, where he and she herded sheep on the grassland for half an hour and rode horses for ten minutes.

"Uncle, let's go on a time travel trip—um."

Banquet Star Ceremony: "Shh."

The child looked at him with an innocent expression.

Before they covered their mouths, the uncle and nephew, who were so close they were practically one person, are now facing a crisis in their friendship.

"Alright, don't be angry." Yan Xingli's attempt to hold the child's hand failed for the eighteenth time.

Yan Xingli squatted down and gently poked the child's chubby arm: "Can Uncle buy it?"

Yu Yu hugged her short arms and turned her head to the side: "No, no."

"Buying it isn't enough, what will it take?"

"You have no idea why I'm unhappy."

Yan Xingli was speechless, unable to understand why the child insisted on that ugly hat that looked like poop. However, if he had known she would fall in love with that ugly hat at first sight, he would have kept quiet and paid for it directly.

Yan Xingli: "Aren't you angry because I didn't promise to buy you a hat?"

"Only a little bit is, not all of it."

"Why is that?"

The child snorted loudly, refusing to tell his uncle.

Yan Xingli stared at Yu Yu's round bun at the back of her head and sighed, muttering, "I've never seen a terracotta warrior with such a bad temper."

Yu Yu turned her head sharply.

Yan Xingli quickly put on a flattering smile.

Yu Yu clenched her little fists and bumped her head against her uncle's chin. Only after hearing his exaggerated "ouch" did she feel a little less angry.

Then, with wide eyes, she hummed softly, "I didn't use any force; I just lightly kissed you with my head."

Yan Xingli quickly coaxed the child a couple of times, and the child finally relented, saying hesitantly:

"Because you just covered my mouth with your hand."

Yan Xingli was shocked. There were about ten minutes between these two events. How could they be related to the second event?

"Uncle, do you know that we should pay attention to hygiene and be clean?"

Yu Yu pouted her chubby face and accused, "You just covered me with the hand that touched my shoes, and you even said my hat was ugly. Tell me, aren't you a little mean?"

"Yes, I was definitely the bad one."

Yan Xingli took Yu Yu back to the store they had visited before and bought her a poop hat. The knitted hat was very stretchy, and Yu Yu's big head could easily pull it off. Although the design was a bit quirky, it suited her quite well.

Yu Yu sat on her uncle's strong, broad shoulders, happily swaying her poop hat and humming an unknown little song.

The sight of the Fish King patrolling the mountain made the children on the road envious. The child pestered his father to let him ride on his shoulders. The father glanced at his chubby son, then at the soft and cuddly Fish King, and coldly snatched the ice cream from the child's hand and popped it into his mouth.

"You're eating ice cream and still thinking about other things. Come home with me and do your homework."

The boy mooed once and then cried.

Qi Youyu, sitting high up, could see far and wide, and she spotted a bustling food street from afar. She patted Yan Xingli's head and pointed the way.

"Then I want to eat that."

That's a takoyaki stall; there's quite a long line, so it must taste pretty good.

Yan Xingli felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly put the child on the ground: "Alright."

"Fish, are you brave enough to go buy it yourself?"

"I dare, I'm incredibly bold."

Yan Xingli: "Okay, here's your phone, Uncle. Go order and pay."

Yu Yu, who had just received her uncle's phone, was like a little agent who had taken on a top-secret mission. She quickly recited "takoyaki" in her mind and strode confidently to the stall to queue up.

Most of the passersby recognized her and happily let her cut in line. Yu Yu thanked them one by one.

Finally, the little girl's voice, full of energy, called out, "Hello, sister, please give me a serving of cockroach balls."

The child was short, not even as tall as the food stall. The stall owner girl didn't see the child at first, only heard that cute, childlike voice, until a pair of small hands waved.

"Excuse me, I'm here, not in the sky."

She then noticed a child wearing a poop hat, looking at her with great interest.

The stall owner girl immediately recognized him. She was surprised, delighted, and also a little dumbfounded.

"Fish Baby, I don't have cockroach balls here, I only have takoyaki."

Qi Youyu: "Oh right, it's takoyaki."

The child tapped his head, then shyly rubbed his little hands together and said, "My little brain is a bit foggy today, it must be because the takoyaki smelled so good."

[Hahaha, Yu Yu made the girl so happy with just one sentence!]

[The lady was so kind; she gave Yu Yu a free meal! How sweet!]

After a day of shopping, Yan Xingli was exhausted. He went home, washed up, put on a steam eye mask, and fell asleep.

My phone was buzzing and vibrating in the middle of the night.

Yan Xingli lay on the bed with his eyes closed, fumbling for his phone for a long time without opening a single slit in his eyes, before pressing the answer button by feel.

"Xiaoxing, open the door. Mom and I are outside."

Yan Xingli responded in a daze.

"Xiaoxing, open the door." This time it was Yan Yuanqing's voice. "If you don't open it, Mommy will come in by herself."

Yan Xingli suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and instantly woke up: "Mom, what did you just say?"

Su Yu: "She said if you don't open the door, she's going to break it open."

Yan Xingli sprang out of bed, shirtless, and with a wobbly gait, ran to the entrance and flung open the door, where he faced the two imposing figures outside.

"Mom and Dad, what brings you here? And in the middle of the night no less?"

"Of course it's for you." Yan Yuanqing glared at him irritably, went inside, bent down to change into slippers, and swaggered into the living room to sit down.

"You, you let the child go out to play with bare arms and legs in the dead of winter. Do you know how many people on the internet are calling you stupid and some people are even saying they will report you for child abuse?"

Despite being scolded, Yan Xingli remained unfazed: "Those people are talking nonsense. Everyone can see how much fun Yu Yu had."

Yan Yuanqing felt he was making excuses and became even angrier.

She grabbed her slippers and threw them at Yan Xingli: "Children have weak perception. Is that happiness? They're just frozen silly, laughing like fools."

Yan Xingli skillfully twisted his body to dodge the flying projectile, then pointed to the turned-off camera and pleaded, "Mommy, Mommy, keep recording!"

Yan Yuanqing's momentum remained undiminished: "What are you afraid of? At worst, we won't record it. I'll pay the breach of contract fee for you. Have your agent contact me!"

"No need for that, just transfer the money to my card."

"You brat, stop being so cheeky!"

Su Yu decisively took off her slippers and handed them to Yan Yuanqing: "Use mine, my shoes are bigger and have a wider contact area."

Yan Xingli: "?"

Having not received special care from his mother for a long time, Yan Xingli behaved himself after being genuinely taken care of.

“Your parents must be very angry about the unreliable thing you did. It’s the father’s fault if the son is not taught properly, so I came all the way here with your dad to clean up your mess.”

Yan Yuanqing asked, "When will her parents arrive?"

Yan Xingli: "I don't know."

Yan Yuanqing glared at him.

Yan Xingli shrank back, looking miserable, and said, "I really don't know, and Yu Yu herself doesn't know either."

Su Yu: "Yu Yu must have her parents' contact information, right? Here's what we'll do: have Yu Yu call them, and your mother and I will arrange a time to meet them."

"...Mom and Dad, believe me, you don't want to see them."

Who can guarantee that a giant dinosaur won't suddenly appear in the frame while you're chatting?

Those kind-looking herbivorous dinosaurs are fine, but even if the Tyrannosaurus Rex couple didn't have heart disease, they would be scared to death.

Yan Xingli's well-intentioned advice only confirmed the old couple's suspicions.

Yan Yuanqing and Su Yumo stared silently at Yan Xingli.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Yan Yuanqing blurted out something out of the blue: "Alright, you don't need to cover for your sister anymore. I can't hide your little schemes from you two."

Yan Xingli was completely confused.

What does this have to do with Yan Shanyi?

Yan Yuanqing felt relieved about some keyboard warriors because of her son's poor acting skills. Why did she let this kid go into the entertainment industry in the first place? If only she had advised him more.

Well, he may be a little slow-witted, but at least he's not an ugly capitalist's child.

Su Yu glanced down at the time: 2:47 AM.

He picked up his coat from the sofa, draped it over his arm, and stood up, gently reminding Yan Yuanqing:

"Yuan Yuan, it's getting late. Xiao Yi's flight is at noon tomorrow. Let's go to our room and get some sleep so we can welcome the baby tomorrow."

Yan Yuanqing nodded in agreement, and the couple walked hand in hand toward their room, leaving Yan Xingli completely bewildered.

"What flight? My sister is going back to China?"

"Stop pretending." Yan Yuanqing turned around and glared at him. "I'll deal with you two siblings properly after I've finished sleeping."

Yan Yuanqing's voice faded into the distance until the couple entered the room and could no longer hear any sound.

Sitting in the living room, Yan Xingli pondered for a while, then beckoned to Xiao Hua, who was pretending to be dead in the corner: "Xiao Hua, come here."

Little Flower's green light bulb eyes blinked twice, and she slid down to him with a gurgle.

Yan Xingli looked the adorable, high-tech alien robot up and down, rubbed his hands together, and asked in a subtle yet direct way:

Can you read minds?

Xiaohua: "I don't know how."

Yan Xingli: "Besides taking care of the children and doing housework, what other special skills do you have?"

"I can connect to all the security networks on Earth, monitor the movements of humanity on Earth at any time, and keep abreast of the latest news."

"Wow, that's awesome!" Yan Xingli exclaimed excitedly. "So, what's the latest news you have?"

"My household registration booklet is missing."

Yan Xingli: "Whose is it? Do I know it?"

Xiao Hua shook her big head: "You know her, that homeowner is your older sister, who shares the same mother and father."

Yan Xingli's smile gradually froze: "...What do you mean by 'disappeared'?"

"Not in the homeowner's safe."

Yan Xingli exclaimed, "Oh! A thief broke into Yan Shanyi's house!"

Xiaohua paused for two seconds before slowly speaking: "The homeowner's surveillance system is shared with me 24/7, and I haven't found any suspicious individuals who resemble thieves."

Yan Xingli stroked his chin thoughtfully: "That's strange..."

No, wait—

Yan Xingli suddenly stood up, his forehead covered in sweat: "Could the household registration book be in Yan Shanyi's hands?"

For the first time ever, Xiaohua flattered him: "Yes, you are very smart."

Yan Xingli felt as if he had been struck on the head, his mind reeling. He exclaimed, "How could this happen? Weren't you monitoring the system around the clock? How could you not notice her opening the safe?!"

Xiaohua hesitated, her voice noticeably softer: "In fact, besides gold jewelry, the homeowner's safe also contains many other important documents. As you know, my main responsibility is to take care of the cubs, so it's inevitable that I might occasionally neglect other things."

Yan Xingli: "..."

"Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Forget it, now is not the time to worry about this.

"I remember you said that the household registration information can be changed at any time, so hurry up and change it now."

"Erase the entire page about Fishy!"

Xiaohua: "...Okay, sure."

Just as Yan Xingli felt he could finally relax and go back to sleep, a trembling voice sounded in the darkness asking:

"Xiaohua, why do you think Yan Shanyi suddenly took away the household registration booklet?"

"Did she notice that there was an extra person on the household registration book?"

"It can't be that much of a coincidence, can it? Hehehe."

Little Flower doesn't lie, so it chose to turn off the device.