The Found Red Panda Cub Becomes the Wealthy Family's Group Pet

In the year 2700, a time of rampant materialism, highly developed social production, and a progressively ruined natural environment teetering on the brink of collapse. Niannian, a little red panda ...

Chapter 36 Nian Nian Returns Home

Chapter 36 Nian Nian Returns Home

Cheng Huili appeared in a hurry.

"Mom, we are here." Jiang Duan settled Lige Haitang and turned around.

"Auntie, Nian Nian is here." Nian Nian stood next to Jiang Duan and waved like a lucky cat.

Seeing them, Cheng Huili quickly stepped forward, placed her hand on her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief as if she had just survived a disaster. She admonished, "Duan, next time before you take Nian Nian out to play, tell Mommy first. If Mommy is sleeping, wake her up. And Nian Nian, tell Auntie before you go out to play, too."

God knows how she felt when she accidentally closed her eyes and opened them to find that she was the only one left in the toy room. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was almost scared to death.

If Jiang Duan had been alone, it would have been fine. He was familiar with the house and used to being alone, so Cheng Huili subconsciously trusted him. But then, in a moment of carelessness, Nian Nian also disappeared. Alarm bells rang in her mind.

What parent would be willing to let a one-year-old run around without a word? What if they get hurt? What if there's no adult to help, or the injury gets worse?

It's quite unsafe.

Cheng Huili crossed her arms seriously, her eyes moving from head to toe over Jiang Duan and Nian Nian who were standing obediently. She felt that she needed to strengthen the two little ones' safety awareness.

While she was preparing her speech, her straightforward son spoke first.

Jiang Duan said, "I can help Nian Nian find every place in the house. It's very simple."

His voice was steady, as if he was objectively stating a fact.

"Yeah." Nian Nian was proud of it and held Jiang Duan's wrist affectionately. However, her fingers were too short to wrap around Jiang Duan's wrist. "Brother, that's great."

Cheng Huili was embarrassed: "...First of all, running around without telling the adults is wrong. Duan, haven't I taught you many times? Why did you make the same mistake with your brother?"

When Nian Nian learned that this behavior was called "making a mistake", she shrank into a little quail, moved her little feet on the smooth floor, twisted her clothes with her hands nervously, and looked at Cheng Huili.

So cute. Cheng Huili struggled to hold on, looking away with difficulty to avoid being confused.

Jiang Duan noticed Nian Nian's reaction and argued with Cheng Huili, "Mom told me that children are not allowed to run around, and I remember that. But does walking around the house count as running around?"

Cheng Huili was almost fooled by him. She calmed herself down, sorted out her thoughts and said, "Duan, home is not a strange place for you, so you can't run around if you move around freely. But, this is Nian Nian's first time as a guest at home, and she's not familiar with the situation. So, does your silent departure of Nian Nian count as running around?"

"Woo." The little guy Nian Nian was the first to start the reflection mode. He pursed his lips in grievance, the corners of his mouth drooping down, and looked up at Cheng Huili, "Nian Nian, I made a mistake."

Jiang Duan followed closely behind. He lowered his eyes and reviewed his actions. He was indeed leading Nian Nian around.

Cheng Huili couldn't bear to really blame the cubs, especially the ones who had admitted their mistakes without even being harshly criticized. She held Jiang Duan and Nian Nian's hands and said gently, "It's okay. If you make a mistake and correct it, you're a good child. Next time, tell the adults where you're going to play."

Jiang Duan and Nian Nian nodded in unison.

Cheng Huili couldn't help but arch her eyebrows, bent down and kissed each of the two children on the cheek: "You are both good children."

*

Shi family.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Dad Shi Guilin was lying alone on his bed in the bedroom.

Without Nian Nian, he, a non-working adult, was left at home after lunch with nothing to do. He scrolled through his phone, not knowing what to do. Reluctantly putting it down, he looked around, only to find traces of Nian Nian's life everywhere.

The doll on the bedside, the milk bottle on the table, the little dumpling that fell into the doghouse where Yuanyuan was sleeping...

Most summer clothes don’t have pockets, so Nian Nian had no choice but to change her habit of carrying Xiao Jiaozi wherever she went.

Shi Guilin made a "tsk" sound, picked up the small dumpling that fell into the doghouse and placed it on the bedside table.

Don’t lose it, otherwise the little one will cry.

"bite."

WeChat notification tone on mobile phone.

Shi Guilin opened his phone and saw another message from Li Yan urging him to post his daily Weibo.

The gist of it is that the drama has been wrapped for over a month, but he hasn't posted a single Weibo post. His fans are worried because they don't know his current situation, and the atmosphere in his fan circle is a mess.

In short, when necessary, Guilin will post daily reports on Weibo to stabilize the morale of the troops.

Actually, it should have been sent a long time ago. Shi Guilin often promised and then forgot, so he had to put it off until now.

Years of weight loss for camera-worthy looks left his body fat percentage extremely low, covered by a thin layer of muscle. He leaned against the bedside table, looking quite slender. Shi Guilin's bony fingertips perfunctorily tapped the screen twice, sending a period to the other party.

Indicates it has been read.

Then he got up from the bed, stood by the window, and opened it. The heat outside surged through the window frame and hit his face. Behind him was the cool air from the bedroom's air conditioner. The contrast between cold and heat was like being in a world of ice and fire.

The sunlight is dazzling, but when it shines on my face it makes my skin look even whiter and more flawless.

Shi Guilin squinted, adjusting to the light. Too lazy to take elaborate photos with his camera, he clicked on Weibo and used its built-in camera function. He took three selfies in the sunlight outside the window, changing poses. The caption was simply, "It's hot in the summer, everyone, be careful with the sun."

He read it once, found nothing wrong, and pressed send. Immediately, the number of comments in the comment section increased rapidly.

Shi Guilin had been wandering around like a homeless vagrant for a month, and the mere mention of working in the entertainment industry had him irritated. He impatiently turned his phone around and sent a voice message to the old man.

"Dad, when will you come home? I miss you so much."

Unexpectedly, I received a reply as soon as the message was sent.

Shi Guilin clicked on a ten-second voice message. The first half consisted of the old man saying he was home and in the car. Then there was the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, as if the phone was being passed around. The second half was the sweet, babyish voice of the little cutie he'd been thinking about:

"Papa, Nian Nian, let's go home."

Shi Guilin smiled like a master of facial expression, a complete reversal of his previous expression. He smiled and pressed the voice button: "Baby, do you miss your daddy?"

After a few seconds, the little guy replied.

"I miss you, Papa! Nian Nian, come home. Quickly."

Shi Guilin smiled widely as he listened, his chest filled with a sense of dependence from the little one. He could almost imagine Nian Nian puffing up her cheeks, clutching her phone with a serious expression as she spoke to him.

So cute.

He suddenly perked up, humming a little tune, staggered out of the bedroom, went downstairs to the kitchen, and prepared to make some fruit puree for Nian Nian who was about to come home.

"Strawberries? Plus. Bananas? Some too. Pears? Never mind, let's have that too..."

He suppressed his excitement and, as if to relieve himself, added a lot of fruits, thinking that everything was suitable for making mud.

then.

As Shi Jianfeng walked in with Nian Nian in his arms, he saw Shi Guilin, Shi Nanqi, and Shi Linzhuo each having a large bowl of fruit puree in front of them, eating with their heads buried in it.