Chapter 20 Daddy, Xixi's bottom is leaking air!
Yang Sen and Liu Yang, newly arrived at their new home, wandered around like Japanese invaders, marveling at everything.
"Huh? Pink curtains, with lace trim."
"Wow, a strawberry bear four-piece set? That's so cute!"
As soon as Liu Yang opened the wardrobe, a mountain of dolls spilled out onto the floor. He was startled: "Holy crap, did you go to get a new stock? How come you have a whole wardrobe of dolls?"
"Why else could it be?" Of course, it's because that little darling likes it.
A while ago, Zhou Yi often took Xi Xi to the mall to play claw machines. Zhou Yi was good at playing claw machines and could catch them every time. Every time the grandmother and granddaughter went, it was like they were buying new products.
Xi Xi filled the bedside with dolls, and Pei Yiyan didn't care at first. He thought it was fine to let the child leave them as she liked them. But one night, he got up to go to the bathroom and was suddenly met with a pair of glowing eyes, which almost made his heart stop.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a Huba doll with glowing eyes!
The day after this ordeal, Pei Yiyan made Xixi choose between her father and a doll. The little girl sobbed and reluctantly chose her father.
Pei Yiyan immediately packed all the dolls and stuffed them into the wardrobe.
A boy wearing an apron came out carrying dishes, his eyes fixed straight ahead: "Enough talk, set the table."
Pei Yiyan is quick-witted and learns everything fast. The dishes he prepared were quite presentable. Although the taste couldn't compare to those in a fancy restaurant, they were still enough to make the three people who came to freeload praise them highly.
After dinner, Liu Yang and the others were about to invite him to play cards, but Pei Yiyan silently pulled out a thick stack of mock exam papers.
There were four words written on his forehead: "Don't touch me."
Liu Yang was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Pei Yiyan: "I'm preparing to take the college entrance exam."
A thunderclap from a clear sky.
The three of them were stunned. Yang Sen asked in a daze, "You... you're serious?"
The boy twirled the pen cap with his slender white fingers, his long eyes glancing lazily at it, and asked, "Do I look like someone who likes to joke?"
It looks like a ghost.
The three looked at each other, and Liu Yang immediately beamed with joy: "That's good too. Actually, I also think that with your abilities, you should get more awards. Come to my company after graduation, and I'll save a good position for you."
Liu Yang runs a game company, which is still in its early stages and is currently short of talent.
Pei Yiyan's mini-game, developed a couple of years ago, caught the eye of his father's company, which bought the copyright, upgraded it, and made it a hit on WeChat for quite some time, which is enough to show Pei Yiyan's talent in game design.
“Da Liu, that’s not fair. Why should I go to your company? My company is also short of talent.” Yang Sen interrupted, “Ayan, my company is nearby. As long as you join, I will give you the best benefits.”
"Old Yang, is it really appropriate for you to steal something from people like this?"
Two rich kids were vying for his attention, leaving Qiu Ming speechless. Was this the allure of talent? Luckily, he had found the right person to back him up.
"Stop arguing, my dad is going to be a scientist."
The chubby little dumpling jumped off the sofa, put his hands behind his back, and said proudly, "I'll let you in on a little secret: my dad got 90 on his test last time, and he's going to get 100 next time!"
Qiu Ming was completely bewildered: "Didn't Yan Ge get a maximum score of 60 in the last mock exam?"
He even got the exam paper for Yan Ge; with his 5.0 vision, there's no way he could have misread it.
As I was thinking, a familiar chill slowly crept up my back.
Danger!
Qiu Ming snapped out of his daze and understood everything in a flash. He sat up straight and gave a restrained chuckle: "Ah, no, I remembered wrong. It was ninety points. Yan-ge is the top student in our class."
Xi Xi: "What is a 'student dad'?"
It means praising someone for being a good student and having a smart mind.
"Yay! I've learned a new word!" Ginseng Baby proudly put her hands on her hips and said, "That's right, that's right! My dad is a super smart college graduate! Do you want my dad's autograph?"
Xi Xi's eyes sparkled, her hopes for her father's success were so high that she was practically ready to pop in champagne to celebrate.
Liu Yang chuckled, his laughter sounding like a rooster crowing. Pei Yiyan blushed and forcefully slammed the pen cap back on.
"Sign my ass, go play with your building blocks."
The teachers noticed that the troubled teenager, who always seemed to be repenting and turning over a new leaf, was beginning to change his ways.
He writes fluently during in-class quizzes, speaks meaningfully in class, and submits his homework neatly.
This change made the homeroom teacher, Lao Lü, the happiest. Jiamu No. 3 Middle School is not a bad high school. In the small Baicao County, it is considered a good school with an annual college entrance rate of 80%.
Pei Yiyan entered the university with the highest score, but for some reason, his grades plummeted as if he were under a spell, and there was no way to bring them back up.
Old Lu had once checked his textbooks, and they were spotless, still smelling of ink when opened. They were so clean it was outrageous, which utterly disappointed Old Lu, who had placed high hopes on him from the start.
Now things are better. Pei Yiyan pulled back from the brink in time. Even if he can't make up for the knowledge he missed for more than two years, at least he won't hand in a blank paper. He can at least save a little bit of face.
Meng Zhiyao also noticed Pei Yiyan's changes. She was the class monitor and the representative for Chinese language, and occasionally helped the teacher grade some of the test papers.
When you open his test paper, it's full of blank pages that can make your blood pressure soar. Putting aside the parts that need to be memorized, he can only get 20 points out of 60 on the essay.
The absurdity of his ramblings, so far off-topic, makes one wonder if he took a plane overnight.
Meng Zhiyao felt both helpless and amused. She tidied up her notes and lent them to him, hoping they could be of some help.
In the final cramming stage before the final exams, Pei Yiyan grabbed Qiu Ming and made him frantically do practice problems, like someone who would hang himself by his hair or prick his thigh with an awl.
As the exam bell rang, the flock of birds that had landed on the branches scattered and fled, officially marking the start of the last winter break for senior high school students.
Pei Yiyan walked away calmly, enveloped in the warmth of the winter sun, his numb fingers feeling cozy from the heat.
Behind him, Qiu Ming kept pestering him with questions, and the more he answered, the tighter he gripped his teeth, throwing his head back and wailing, pounding his chest and stamping his feet.
Pei Yiyan put on his hoodie, scanned the dense crowd, and immediately spotted the kid. He strode forward.
With a swift movement of his long arm, he suddenly found himself holding a round, plump little girl.
Suddenly lifted off the ground, the little girl screamed in fright and kicked her legs wildly.
"Stop yelling, don't you even recognize your own father?"
As soon as the noise stopped, the little one opened his eyes through his fingers and excitedly shouted, "Daddy, roasted sweet potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes!"
While shouting, Pei Yiyan's school uniform, which he had ironed that morning, was now wrinkled from being rubbed so much.
All you do is eat, eat, eat. You heartless little thing.
Pei Yiyan put his daughter down: "Buy, buy, buy, stop yelling."
Hearing her father order three roasted sweet potatoes from the shop owner, Xixi tugged at his pants: "Daddy, I want five, five big, sweet sweet potatoes."
"You're asking for the moon! How many mouths do you even have?"
Xi Xi waved her little round hand, just like Doraemon's, and said, as if counting her treasures: "Xi Xi, Daddy, Sister Meng, Sister Xiao Lin, Brother Qiu Ming, one for each of us."
In the afternoon, Xixi came out with Pei Yiyan. Pei Yiyan temporarily left the little girl at the milk tea shop and asked his colleague Xiaolin to help take care of her.
Xiaolin stood to the side, a touched auntie smile on her face.
Pei Yiyan raised his thick eyebrows slightly and said lazily, "I don't eat them, just buy four."
"Dad isn't eating? Why?"
I'm not hungry.
Upon hearing this, Xixi patted her chest and stepped forward, saying, "It's okay, Xixi will help Daddy eat. Xixi's tummy says it's very willing to help Daddy."
Pei Yiyan ignored her, flicked her bun with his knuckles, and gave a cold, arrogant smirk:
"My stomach says it doesn't need it, and you don't need to worry about it."
Xi Xi covered her head, blinked her round, childlike eyes, and smiled sweetly: "Daddy, your tummy can't talk, you're lying to the baby."
"What, you can do that too?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a childish voice suddenly appeared in Pei Yiyan's mind, repeatedly saying "I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry."
He subconsciously looked at Xixi. The little girl's mouth didn't move, but the voice in her head kept going.
Pei Yiyan's expression changed slightly, his eyes widened, "Ventriloquism?"
"Dad, did you hear that? Xixi didn't lie."
“”
With a triumphant smile on her face, the little girl raised her head and said in her childish voice, "Uncle boss, I'd like five sweet and big roasted sweet potatoes."
The shop owner snapped out of his daze from hearing the repeated calls of "Dad," and while packing sweet potatoes, he glanced at the father and daughter.
High school student, Dad, oh my god.
"Do you know how big a roasted sweet potato is?" Pei Yiyan gritted his teeth as he paid, scolding the greedy little brat, "Even if you had two mouths, you couldn't finish one roasted sweet potato."
Having been Xixi's father for two months, the old man knew very well how much his daughter ate.
After Xixi finished distributing the roasted sweet potatoes one by one, she raised a delicate white finger and made a shushing gesture:
"Dad, men who talk too much aren't cute. I still prefer your loud and boisterous self."
?
What is that "roaring" sound?
Pei Yiyan: An elderly man on the subway looking at his phone (jpg).
"Stop talking nonsense, speak like a human being."
Qiu Ming, mustering his courage, cautiously guessed, "Perhaps Xixi meant unruly?"
Xi Xi gave a thumbs up: "Yes, yes, that's it! Brother Qiu Ming is awesome!"
Pei Yiyan: "Just lucky streak."
"Oh, right," Qiu Ming said proudly, straightening his back. "Who is Sister Meng?"
As if on cue, Meng Zhiyao, carrying her schoolbag, had just stepped out of the school gate when she paused, looked up and searched for a moment, before heading straight towards Xixi's direction.
"Yaoyao, where are you going? Do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?" Cheng Xiaocen exclaimed softly. "Wait a minute, Pei Yiyan is there too."
"I saw it."
"You saw it and still..."
Xi Xi suddenly plunged into Meng Zhiyao's arms, her little arms encircling her slender waist, and sweetly called out, "Sister Meng."
Cheng Xiaocen and Qiu Ming were dumbfounded.
Who is this little girl?
Holy crap, the dimensional barrier has been broken! How could Xixi know Meng Zhiyao?
Xixi was wearing a pale yellow duck-themed onesie, wrapped up tightly in layers of clothing. A mask covered half of her face, and her long, curled eyelashes, like flower petals, made her eyes look big and round.
What an adorable baby!
The more Cheng Xiaocen looked at him, the more familiar he seemed, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
"Sister Meng, have some roasted sweet potato."
This is a sweet potato with a sweet core, a specialty of Baicao County. It is small in size but has less fiber, a sweet and glutinous texture, and a more fragrant aroma than other sweet potatoes.
The sweet potatoes are roasted until crispy, and the honey syrup soaks into the skin. When you tear them open, the sweet potatoes, which are oozing with oil and honey, look very appealing. One bite and they are soft, sticky, and sweet.
Meng Zhiyao took the warm roasted sweet potato, and her icy hands gradually warmed up.
She knew that Xixi would be waiting for someone at the school gate today, so she brought her New Year's gift in advance: a pair of red bow hair clips that she had made herself, with a circle of exquisite small pearls in the middle.
Xixi was overjoyed to receive the gift, and the mother and daughter became inseparable and affectionate.
Qiu Ming asked naively, "Brother Yan, when did you meet Xixi?"
Calling him "sister" is much sweeter than calling him "brother," and at first glance, you might mistake them for biological sisters.
Pei Yiyan's eyes were indifferent: "We met at the bubble tea shop."
With so many people around, Xixi didn't chat much with Meng Zhiyao. After delivering the roasted sweet potatoes, she reluctantly said goodbye.
The little ginseng spirit ate roasted sweet potato for the first time after coming down the mountain. When it got home, it held a small spoon and ate it one bite after another, even though it was hot and it made noises.
Pei Yiyan grew up eating sweet potatoes from Baicao County, so he couldn't understand the little girl's amazement at them. He thought she would stop after eating half a sweet potato, but the little girl actually ate the whole one. Her belly was so full that she collapsed on the sofa and burped.
Seeing that she was about to continue eating, Pei Yiyan immediately stopped her and confiscated the second serving of sweet potato.
"Xixi's sweet potatoes!"
"There's still dinner to come, save some room."
Because of this incident, the little girl disliked Pei Yiyan all night.
She didn't snuggle into his arms like usual when she went to sleep, nor did she ask him to tell her stories. Instead, she turned her messy back to him and fell asleep sulking.
At first, Pei Yiyan was still thinking about how to coax the baby, but when he looked at the little girl's sleeping face and then looked at the time on his phone, it was not yet ten o'clock.
Pei Yiyan felt a sense of relief and pleasure.
I can relax and play games all night tonight.
To ensure everything went smoothly, Pei Yiyan played with extreme caution, the tall man, over 1.8 meters, huddled under the covers, not making a sound.
After an unknown amount of time, Pei Yiyan's fingers were numb from pressing, and his neck was stiff. Every time he moved, his bones cracked, and a soft thud suddenly rang out in the dark and quiet quilt.
Pei Yiyan couldn't hear it clearly, so he put down his phone and focused his ears.
Two seconds later, he pinched his nose and jumped up.
It stinks!
Puff puff puff.
Three vibrations.
Xi Xi, who was woken up by her own fart, got up and looked around blankly.
The moment the father and daughter locked eyes, three more farts came in quick succession.
Xi Xi cried out, terrified and helpless, her little voice filled with fear: "Daddy, Xi Xi's bottom is leaking air!"
Nonsense, Pei Yiyan was far away, staring with dead fish eyes; he wasn't deaf.
Xixi, with her round bottom sticking out, covered her bottom with both hands and cried out in a panic, "Daddy, did you put an air pump in Xixi's bottom?"
Pei Yiyan was furious, amused and exasperated by the brat's attempt to shift the blame.
"What does it have to do with me if you eat so many sweet potatoes and fart?"
A tiny nose with a big nose is unjustly defaming someone's innocence!
The moment Pei Yiyan opened his mouth, a roasted sweet potato flavor suddenly wafted into his mouth.
vomit!
Pei Yiyan's face was contorted with stench, his stomach was churning, and he bit his lip so hard he dared not breathe.
He declared sternly: "No roasted sweet potatoes allowed for the next month, starting today!"
He hates roasted sweet potatoes!!
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