Chapter 292 (Bonus Chapter)

292:

When Mu Shaoyan and Mu Shaoting returned, it was already almost seven o'clock.

Mu Shaoting has been writing her graduation thesis and has been staying at school. She hasn't been home since she came back, only to find an unfamiliar old man in her house.

She asked Mu Shaoyan, who entered with her, "Who is this?"

"I don't know," Mu Shaoyan said. "Do we even have such relatives?"

Mu Shaoting: ...Yeah, how come I've never seen you before?

The two approached, puzzled, and heard the other person say, "You must be Shao Ting and Shao Yan. This is a gift for you."

Mu Shaoting and Mu Shaoyan became even more confused. Who on earth was this?!

"Thank you," Mu Shaoting said.

Mu Shaoyan then said, "Thank you."

"This is Xiaoxi's godfather. You two should get to know each other so that you don't pretend not to recognize each other and cause any misunderstandings," Mu Feng said slowly.

Mu Shaoting: !!!

Mu Shaoyan: !!!

Great-grandfather?!

Their little nephew actually has a great-grandfather?!

When did this happen?!

How come they, as aunts and uncles, didn't know!

Mu Shaoting and Mu Shaoyan immediately turned to look at Ye Qingxi.

Ye Qingxi: ...Oh, well, they've been at school the whole time, so he was planning to tell them when they came back on the weekend.

Ye Qingxi could only smile somewhat embarrassedly and nod gently.

Mu Shaoting: ...

Mu Shaoyan: !!!

So what is the identity of this great-grandfather?

Is that amazing?!

While eating, the two of them kept subtly observing Old Master Feng.

"Hmm, they even know to serve shrimp to their babies, that's good," Mu Shaoting commented.

"Hmm, they even know their baby likes sweet and sour flavors, that's good." Mu Shaoyan said with satisfaction.

Grandpa Feng: ...

Do they really think he can't feel it?

No way! No way?!

Grandpa Feng was utterly helpless, but after that helplessness came a sense of relief and envy.

The Mu family had a great atmosphere and the family members got along very well. So much so that even someone like him, after eating at the Mu family's house a few times, found himself reluctant to leave.

Indeed, it's better to have a lively atmosphere at home.

After finishing their meal, Grandpa Feng left with Aristotle. Mu Shaoyan and Mu Shaoting immediately approached Ye Qingxi, bombarding her with questions.

Ye Qingxi could only skip the part where her father and Feng Que pretended to be her boyfriend and explain to them.

He sounded somewhat guilty, but Mu Shaoting and Mu Shaoyan clearly didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Isn't it normal for people to like their baby?

It's not surprising that they even like their baby so much that they want to adopt him as their great-grandson, right?

After all, he/she wants to be his/her parents!

He's just a great-great-grandson, not even an adopted one. In their opinion, he's being too reserved.

"So you're going out with him tomorrow?" Mu Shaoting asked.

"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.

Mu Shaoyan pinched his little face, "Besides him, do you have any other god relatives?"

Ye Qingxi shook her head, "Of course not."

He doesn't have a penchant for going around recognizing relatives.

That's more like it. Mu Shaoyan was relieved.

He didn't want to wake up one day to find that his little nephew had become everyone's little nephew.

At this point, Mu Shaoyan could understand his brother's feelings very well. What to do when the child is too popular? It's probably because the other person deserves a beating. Don't they have their own children?

It seems there really isn't one!

There aren't any smaller than that!

"Was your great-grandfather good to you?" Mu Shaoyan asked.

"It's very nice," Ye Qingxi said. "He even gave me this jade pendant."

As he spoke, he raised his wrist to show them.

Mu Shaoting and Mu Shaoyan had seen the jade pendant before, but they both thought it was a gift from Mu Shaowu. They never expected it to be a gift from their great-grandfather.

"He hasn't done anything to wrong you, has he?" Mu Shaoyan asked again.

"Of course not." Ye Qingxi looked at her uncle, both amused and exasperated. "He treats me very well, Uncle, don't worry."

"If he ever bullies you, you must tell me."

Ye Qingxi: ...What, are you still planning to beat him up?

This is absolutely not allowed!

"Uncle, he's too old to take a punch from you," Ye Qingxi said sincerely.

Mu Shaoyan: ? ? ?

Mu Shaoyan: ...

"Your uncle isn't the kind of person who punches the old folks' home in Nanshan and kicks the kindergarten in Beihai, okay?"

He always beats up those who deserve it, the young and strong ones!

He was really afraid of breaking up someone like Grandpa Feng!

Mu Shaoyan pressed down on Ye Qingxi's soft cheek with his hand. "I'm going to help you deal with him, not beat him up. It's business competition, understand?"

Ye Qingxi exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle, you've evolved!"

Mu Shaoting couldn't help but sigh, "You've changed your ways."

“Of course, you have to use different methods to deal with different people.” Mu Shaoyan raised one corner of his mouth. “I’m not just good at fighting.”

This method is simply the most direct, and sometimes the most satisfying.

Ye Qingxi nodded hurriedly, "That's right. So, Uncle, you should try to reduce the amount of real-life Kombat in the future."

Mu Shaoting agreed, "Let's listen to Xiaoxi."

"I understand," Mu Shaoyan said helplessly.

How did the conversation turn into talking about him?

Isn't he talking about his little nephew?

Mu Shaoyan quickly changed the subject back.

The three chatted all night until Ye Qingxi got sleepy, at which point Mu Shaoting and Mu Shaoyan left.

Looking at his son, who had finally managed to relax, Mu Shaowu thought to himself that he was really busy.

He didn't disturb Ye Qingxi's sleep, took a shower with her, and then lay down on the bed.

The next morning at seven o'clock, Ye Qingxi got up, got into Li Wei's car, and began her tour guide work.

When Grandpa Feng saw him appear before him at just eight o'clock, he said with concern, "Why are you up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer!"

Feng Que also said, "Yes, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten," Ye Qing said with a smile. "Great-Grandpa, Uncle Feng, I'm not sleepy. Have you had breakfast? If not, I have some in the car."

Of course, Grandpa Feng ate. People his age don't sleep much, so he got up early and ate breakfast.

Ye Qingxi had brought it specifically for him, and he felt sorry for the child, so he said, "That's perfect, I was just wondering what to eat this morning."

Feng Que replied in agreement, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Ye Qingxi said with a smile. "I brought steamed buns and soy milk. These steamed buns are delicious; they're from our shop. They're also the most popular steamed buns here!"

"Your shop?" Old Master Feng asked, puzzled.

"It's my uncle, his friend's mother, and my shop," Ye Qingxi explained. "My uncle is very good to me, so he included me in the profits when he opened the shop."

Grandpa Feng found this quite strange.

He had seen relatives with good relationships before, but this was the first time he had ever seen one so close that they would even be willing to pay the bills for such a young child when opening a shop.

"Then your uncle really likes you."

Ye Qingxi nodded, "Mm."

Grandpa Feng smiled and thought it was no wonder that he had such a good personality—everyone in the Mu family loved him in their own way, and he was bathed in love, so he was naturally very good at loving others and treating everyone kindly.

Grandpa Feng and Feng Que got into the car together.

Ye Qingxi handed them the steamed buns and soy milk, and said, "I'll go to the museum first today; I've already made a reservation for you."

"Wow~" Grandpa Feng said, feigning surprise, "Xiao Xi, you are really efficient and reliable."

Ye Qingxi smiled, that was it.

Considering Grandpa Feng's age, Ye Qingxi didn't arrange too many sightseeing spots for him, only two in the morning and afternoon, and spent the rest of the time eating and drinking.

After a day of fun, all three of them had a great time and weren't too tired.

Grandpa Feng was pleasantly surprised. Ye Qingxi was too young, so he didn't have high expectations for this trip. He was even prepared to go along with it as long as Ye Qingxi didn't take him to noisy places. He was also prepared to walk the 25,000 li (12,500 kilometers) even if it meant his old bones had to carry him.

But Ye Qingxi arranged everything very reasonably.

The museum was very informative, and the guides explained things very well. The afternoon visit to the park was especially pleasant, with the bright spring sunshine making it feel like a spring outing.

After visiting the park, we had some snacks and watched a song and dance performance for a while before it was time for lunch, thus concluding our day's itinerary.

Grandpa Feng didn't feel tired at all; in fact, he was even a little reluctant to stop.

Looking at his great-grandson, he felt more and more that he was really smart. At such a young age, he could do things so well and in such an organized manner. He would surely become a great man when he grew up!

Just thinking about it fills him with anticipation. He wonders if he'll ever see Ye Qingxi back then.

Although Ye Qingxi booked the hotel for the dinner, Feng Que paid for it. During the dinner, Feng Que apologized to him again.

Ye Qingxi generously replied, "It's all in the past, I don't even remember it anymore~"

Feng Que smiled, feeling that he was truly gentle and kind.

"Okay." He clinked glasses with Ye Qingxi. "Then let's do things the same way as before."

Ye Qingxi nodded, "Mm."

After two days of playing, Grandpa Feng prepared to go back.

He had been here when he was young and had already visited all the attractions. This time, if it weren't for Ye Qingxi, he wouldn't have bothered to fly all this way.

However, it was still worth it, Grandpa Feng said, looking at the photo in his hand.

In the photo, he stands in the center, with Ye Qingxi and Feng Que standing beside him. Both of them are smiling happily. The three of them look like the most common grandfather, grandson, and great-grandson.

Grandpa Feng carefully put the photo away. After saying goodbye to Ye Qingxi, he reluctantly took Aristotle onto the plane.

"Grandpa will come over to celebrate Children's Day with you on June 1st," he said.

Ye Qingxi smiled and nodded, "Then see you on Children's Day."

"Okay, see you on Children's Day."

As Aristotle was about to leave, he nuzzled against Ye Qingxi affectionately, his large head rubbing against her chest.

Ye Qingxi gently stroked its head and comforted it, "I will come to see you during summer vacation."

Or, Grandpa Feng could bring it over again on Children's Day.

It was just too much trouble and too tiring, so Ye Qingxi was too embarrassed to make the request.

However, Grandpa Feng clearly saw what he was thinking. "You don't need to wait until summer vacation. I'll bring it over on Children's Day, and you'll be able to see it then."

"Grandpa, aren't you tired?"

"Don't I have Xiao Zhuo?"

Xiao Zhu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Xi, I'll definitely let you see him then."

Ye Qingxi smiled happily, "Thank you."

He ruffled Aristotle's furry face again. "Goodbye, my little dog friend, see you on Children's Day!"

Feng Que didn't leave; he wanted to stay and help Mu Shaowu with his audition.

Ye Qingxi was still savoring the lingering effects of Grandpa Feng's passing when, after only two days of reminiscing, Old Master Kang dragged her off to training.

“Your senior brothers and sisters will be coming in a few days. The three of you can practice your harmonies then,” said Elder Kang.

"Senior Brother Fu and Senior Sister Meng?" Ye Qingxi asked.

“Others are coming too.” Old Kang looked at him. “They said they haven’t gotten together in a long time, so it’s a good opportunity to get together and hear your singing in advance.”

"Is Senior Brother Wen Chong coming too?"

"Of course. What, you want to see him?"

Ye Qingxi nodded.

He had always felt that talking over the phone wasn't formal or respectful enough, so he planned to wait until they met in person before discussing the theme song for their movie with Wen Chong.

Now, I can finally see him.

"I thought you preferred Lu Mian," said Old Kang.

"I do prefer my junior brother, but I want to see Senior Brother Wen this time because I have something to tell him."

"What is it?" Old Kang asked, puzzled.

Ye Qingxi looked at him and asked, "Grandpa, do you think Senior Brother Wen Chong would be willing to sing the theme song for our movie?"