Chapter 6.06 Scumbag Father!
Having experienced it last night, Pei Yiyan planned to sleep in the living room tonight, but Xixi absolutely refused.
Perhaps because he had made the child cry the night before, Pei Yiyan, who had little patience, adopted an attitude of neither taking initiative nor refusing nor taking responsibility when faced with the child's persistent pestering.
They don't take the initiative to comfort the child or apologize, they don't stop her from crying, and they don't take responsibility to explain things to her.
This is pure, awful dad behavior.
"Do you have another baby? Are you going to sleep with someone else's baby instead of spending time with Xixi?"
"What's so great about other babies? Are they as cute as Xixi? Do they spoil you as much as Xixi, Daddy?"
A question mark slowly rose above Pei Yiyan's head: Pampered?
Wow, isn't that a classic line from those melodramatic soap operas? Who taught her that?
Pei Yiyan's expression was indescribable: "Where did you learn all this nonsense? Stop watching those mindless dramas."
The little dumpling on the bed stomped its feet: "Don't change the subject! Tell me, do you have other babies?!"
"No."
Xi Xi pressed on, "Then why didn't you stay with Xi Xi? Why did you leave Xi Xi behind?"
Pei Yiyan came up with a few excuses to brush him off, but the child was not easily fooled and saw through his lies without any effort.
The twenty-year-old frowned, unable to understand why the child was both stupid and shrewd, a veritable paradox.
"I have rhinitis and am allergic to dust."
"What's wrong?" the little ginseng spirit tilted its head in confusion. "Daddy, didn't Xixi already cure you?"
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"You haven't sneezed today."
These words were like a wake-up call. Pei Yiyan belatedly realized that he had no reaction to the dust when entering and leaving the bedroom.
He has had rhinitis for several years, although it is mild, but he has never sought treatment.
How could it suddenly get better for no reason? A question flashed across his dark pupils, and a strange feeling arose in his chest.
Their eyebrows lifted slightly, and their eyes met.
This silly little girl is quite thoughtful; no wonder people say that girls are their parents' little angels.
He never imagined that one day he would be cared for by a three-year-old girl.
Pei Yiyan lowered his eyes: "Alright, I'll stay with you."
The children cheered in triumph.
"Cover yourself in the blanket, I'm going to wash up."
After leaving the bedroom, Pei Yiyan went through the same routine as last night.
After Xixi fell asleep, he got up in the dark and tiptoed out of the bedroom.
He sat on the sofa, bent down to remove his right prosthetic leg, and let the empty trouser leg hang down. His eyes were slightly closed as he rubbed the sore stump.
In previous winters he would take the time to apply hot compresses, but these past two days, because Xixi is here, he has intentionally avoided doing so.
Having kids at home is such a hassle.
"dad"
Pei Yiyan's body trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
In the darkness, a small figure holding a pillow stood at the bedroom door, its big, dark eyes shining, making his heart leap into his throat.
The sound of slippers slapping: "Dad, what are you doing?"
"Stand there, don't come any closer!"
The boy's urgent and stern voice left Xixi confused, but she still obediently stood a few steps away.
Pei Yiyan installed the prosthesis quickly and skillfully, and after fastening the last buckle, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Dad, where did your legs go?"
The child's innocent question stung Pei Yiyan's heart; he clenched his jaw and tightened his hands at his sides.
"Dad, why can you put your legs down and then put them back on? Have you turned into a lotus root spirit?"
As he spoke, Xixi had already reached him.
The moonlight shone just right, enveloping Pei Yiyan and Xixi, whose eyes, long accustomed to the darkness, could see everything clearly.
The air froze for a moment. The boy's expression was inscrutable, and he uttered two light words: "Gone."
That's it?
"Yes, that's all, so I got a prosthetic leg."
"Oh, so the bad guy stole my original leg?"
Pei Yiyan responded indifferently.
"How was it stolen? Who stole it? How could you be so careless?"
The little ginseng spirit squatted down, her messy, fluffy hair making her face look even rounder and more endearing, her expression one of innocent naivety.
Pei Yiyan tightened his fingers on his lap. He hated children who kept asking questions and had no sense of boundaries.
He wanted to tell her to go back to her room, but at the last minute he changed his mind and decided it would be better to scare her away and eliminate any future trouble.
Under the bright moonlight, he rolled up his trousers without warning and removed his prosthetic leg in front of the child, revealing the ugly, fleshy cut.
Despite the fact that more than a decade has passed, the broken area still bears a gruesome scar.
He chuckled sinisterly, his eyes filled with disgust and hatred: "My biological father chopped it off with a single blow, my severed leg was hacked to pieces by the long sword, and it can't be put back together."
If the police hadn't broken down the door in time, he would have lost his other leg as well.
Pei Yiyan was not surprised to hear a gasp.
The boy left his severed leg exposed to the cold air; his body was gloomy and emitted a dense, invisible black aura.
Xi Xi hurriedly dispersed the black energy and said anxiously, "Dad, don't turn into the Great Demon King. You won't be handsome if you turn into the Great Demon King."
The menacing black aura avoided the tender green light like the plague, pitifully shrinking into a small corner. Before long, Pei Yiyan's face could be seen again.
Xi Xi's eyes welled up with tears.
She wouldn't feel pain if a ginseng root fell out, but her root was very thin, and her father's legs were very thick; it must have hurt terribly.
"Daddy, it hurts here, doesn't it?"
Pei Yiyan was unwilling to say more: "I don't remember."
Xi Xi reached out her little hand and cautiously stepped forward to touch it, but Pei Yiyan frowned and blocked her.
He turned his back indifferently and said, "Go to sleep, don't bother me."
It turns out that Dad not only has a bad head, but also bad legs, no wonder he has a bad temper.
Xi Xi was suddenly filled with regret and heartache as she realized what had happened, and the faint sound of a child sobbing could be heard in the darkness.
She cried again.
Pei Yiyan grew increasingly irritable, and his words became even more unpleasant: "Why are you crying? Blame it on your bad luck that you tried to scam me."
If you had chosen a healthy, well-off second-generation rich kid, he would be living in a big villa and eating the finest delicacies right now, and you wouldn't be so frightened by his appearance.
Just then, he felt a warmth on his knee. Xi Xi's little face was pressed against his right leg, accompanied by a babyish voice that sounded like she was crying. A patch of his trouser leg was soaked.
"Xixi, Daddy, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Xixi pouted and made a blowing motion, the warm air gently brushing against the ugly break.
Pei Yiyan felt a sudden tightness in his back, as if he were at a loss.
My heart felt like it had been ripped open, a throbbing pain mixed with an indescribable bitterness.
His calm, dark eyes reflected the child's sincere face.
Xi Xi lay on his lap, her chubby little hands clenched into fists, making a solemn promise:
"Dad, just you wait, Xixi will definitely make your legs grow back, and the new legs will be longer and more beautiful than the old ones!"
Xi Xi is just a 300-year-old ginseng spirit baby, whose abilities are far from being able to heal the dead, restore flesh to bones, or regenerate severed limbs.
Legend has it that only thousand-year-old ginseng spirits possess the ability to bring the dead back to life.
Xi Xi is still seven hundred years away from becoming a thousand-year-old ginseng spirit. At this stage, she can only keep cultivating, accumulating merit, and increasing her magical power.
Pei Yiyan pursed his lips, his voice hoarse: "You think this is like growing vegetables? You think you can just loosen the soil and water them and they'll grow?"
"Xixi will work hard to cultivate, and when Xixi grows up, Daddy's legs will definitely grow back."
Pei Yiyan clenched his fist, unwilling to let his emotions show.
After a while, he flicked the child's forehead, a wicked smile on his lips: "You're quite good at making grand promises, why don't we send you to sell jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes)?"
The little ginseng spirit, whose ears were ringing from a misheard tale, stared wide-eyed: "!"
"Shall we have jianbing guozi tomorrow?"
“It’s so good”
"Eat farts."
"Go to sleep, you can have anything in your dreams."
With the secret exposed, Pei Yiyan no longer deliberately avoided Xixi after that night, but he also wouldn't remove his prosthetic leg in front of her without any scruples.
Pei Yiyan skipped class for two consecutive days, and the next morning he was bombarded with phone calls from Lao Lü.
He keeps his phone on silent all the time, otherwise the first call would wake up his sleeping child.
The seasoned veteran Pei Yiyan handled the situation with ease, bending down to put on his prosthetic leg: "Yes, I'll be there on time on Monday."
He paused, glancing at her.
Gently rubbing the broken edge with my fingertip, the scar faded.
Pei Yiyan rarely looks at the broken ends, but that doesn't stop him from knowing every scar by heart, and he can even detect the slightest change.
A small area that was originally a scar has become smooth, white, and flat.
A look of confusion crossed the boy's cold face; he didn't remember having undergone cosmetic surgery.
After hanging up the phone, Pei Yiyan went out to buy breakfast, then lay on the sofa and looked at his computer. Recently, the stock market has been sluggish, and every now and then there are news reports of people going bankrupt or jumping off buildings after failing to invest in stocks.
He was cautious by nature and withdrew early when he sensed things were going badly. Not only did he escape unscathed, but he also helped Qiu Ming make a small profit.
With the profits from stock trading and the money he's saved over the years, he has enough start-up capital for his business.
You can first take a look at the nearby office buildings. The location of your office is related to your future commute and work efficiency.
When Xixi woke up, breakfast was still warm. The little girl held a deluxe version of jianbing guozi with chicken strips, pork floss, bacon and sausage, and her happy little feet took flight.
Pei Yiyan glanced at her and said, "Don't fan me and give me a cold."
Did you brush your teeth and wash your face?
"Xixi is very clean and saves water."
The child's face was fair and delicate, but Pei Yiyan had a cleanliness obsession and subconsciously felt it was dirty.
After waiting for Xixi to finish breakfast, he immediately grabbed the child and made her brush her teeth and wash her face.
Xi Xi struggled with her hands and feet, crying out, "No washing! No washing! Xi Xi's face hurts!"
Pei Yiyan was completely unaware that he was using a lot of force, and Xixi's little face went numb from being rubbed, and she was in great pain.
"Hmm, I'll send myself a wash!"
One instance of laziness can lead to a lifetime of self-discipline.
The little girl pouted and took the towel from Pei Yiyan's hand. As their clothes rubbed together, a piece of paper fell out of his side pocket.
Xi Xi picked it up curiously; it was yesterday's missing person notice.
She glanced at the picture and exclaimed, "Isn't this my sister who lives in the mountains?"
"What, you've seen her before?"
"Yes, when Xixi came down from the mountain, she passed by her house and chatted with her for a while."
Pei Yiyan was skeptical: "Take another look. Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"
Xi Xi obediently looked again and shook her head firmly: "I didn't mistake them. The clothes are exactly the same. My sister said she's waiting for Mom."
On that day, police officers in Baicao County unearthed the decomposed body of a young girl on Baicao Mountain. DNA testing confirmed that the girl was Zhang Huihui, who had been missing in Sichuan Province for more than a year.
At that time, Zhang Huihui's mother had not yet left Baicao County. After searching for her daughter for more than a year, she found her daughter's remains in a foreign land.
Looking at the corpse with visible white bones, Zhang's mother cried until she fainted several times, and the white hair at her temples grew wildly in an instant.
Pei Yiyan and Xixi, who were sitting in the interrogation room, also heard the mournful cries.
Pei Yiyan was stunned; things had actually turned out this way.
He initially thought he had made a false police report, but unexpectedly he gained merit by accident, and he also benefited from the little girl's good fortune.
Pei Yiyan had never felt his face hurt so much before.
After cooperating with the statement, he got up in a daze and led Xixi away, but as soon as they stepped out the door, the little girl ran off in the opposite direction without saying a word.
Pei Yiyan's eyelids twitched, and he took off after her, saying, "Where are you going? Don't wander around the police station."
"Xixi has something to do, Daddy, be good and play by yourself for a while."
Playing with yarn!
Pei Yiyan snapped, "Stop right there!"
Finally, he watched helplessly as she turned into the morgue, her cries suddenly amplifying several times over.
Pei Yiyan's expression changed drastically. What exactly was this little troublemaker up to?
"Aunt."
Xi Xi walked straight toward Zhang Huihui's mother; it was too late for him to stop her.
Xi Xi held a small grass in her arms, its roots and stem intact, its green leaves looking very vibrant.
She held up the small blade of grass: "Auntie, my sister lives inside. She said she wants to go home with you."
A bead of sweat trickled down Pei Yiyan's forehead. Wasn't that the weed she had pulled up nearby when she was identifying the scene?
Zhang's mother stared blankly at the little girl who had suddenly appeared, her pupils contracting slightly when her gaze fell on the small blade of grass.
She stretched out her hand, her voice trembling, and said incoherently, "Dandelions are Huihui's favorite dandelions."
The guardian spirits take on various forms; the little girl who died chose to transform into a dandelion to protect her loved ones.
The little dandelion guardian spirit was pressed against Zhang's mother's face, revealing a happy smile.
“Auntie, my sister said there were two people who brought her here. One had a black mole on his left cheek and no hair on his head. The other was someone she called Aunt Mei.”
Mrs. Zhang was startled, then suddenly realized something, her body went limp, and she was filled with boundless anger: "It's Li Jianmin and Zhang Mei! Those two heartless bastards, Huihui is the child they watched grow up!"
Following this lead, the Pingshui City police, in conjunction with the Sichuan Provincial police, cracked the case of Zhang Huihui's abduction and arrested two heinous human traffickers.
A week later, following the clues, the Sichuan police dismantled the human trafficking ring hidden behind it, rescued two hundred abducted children, and arrested thirty human traffickers. The incident caused a national uproar and the public applauded the victory.
Xi Xi's merits are pouring in, and her magical power is increasing by 2%.
All of the above is a story for another time.
That day, after leaving the police station, Muggle Pei Yiyan finally realized that he had picked up a strange child.
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