Chapter 44 Uncle, we're all in the same boat...
"Look at you, talking nonsense again."
"We're not going to Cang'ai Planet, Uncle. I'll take you to find my mom and dad." The child grasped Yan Xingli's finger, his bright eyes filled with anticipation.
Yan Xingli stared wide-eyed at the child who had just uttered such astonishing words.
"So you're not going to assassinate anymore, you're going to kill them outright, huh?" He flicked the child's forehead with his finger. "What are we going to do in the Jurassic period? Deliver food to the dinosaurs? We wouldn't even be enough to fill their teeth."
Qi Youyu asked innocently, "Uncle, the dinosaur mother has given birth! Don't you want to see the cute baby dinosaurs?"
"In no mood."
He's neither a paleontologist nor a suicidal character in a thriller.
He's not going.
How could any adult not like dinosaurs? Qi Youyu looked at Yan Xingli in surprise.
Just then, the child's personal terminal on her wrist flashed, and Qi Youyu's little hand slipped and connected.
"Mom and Dad," Qi Youyu greeted the two people on the other side of the screen happily. "Hello."
"My darling is great too." Qi Feizhu hugged the screen and kissed it. "Baby, you've grown taller! Do you reach Mommy's waist now?"
Qi Youyu stood up, spun around, and sat back down: "Without Mom, I can only reach your bottom."
“Honey, let me show you our newly discovered plant.” Yan Cheng squeezed into the screen. He wasn’t wearing his usual silver jumpsuit, but rather casual clothes, holding a peculiar flower in his hands.
It was a tiny flower, a rare sight in the Jurassic period, where giant creatures were everywhere.
I don't know if it's because of the lighting, but the tiny flowers are shimmering and colorful, as if they are covered with a layer of light.
The camera zoomed in, and Yan Cheng introduced it gently: "It's called the Seven-Colored Flower. Look, isn't each petal a different color? Honey, Daddy will secretly tell you that this flower has amazing healing properties."
As Yan Cheng spoke, he took off his gloves and cut his arm with a small knife.
The child's expression changed slightly, and he jumped up, shouting anxiously, "Dad, don't hurt yourself!"
Yan Cheng smiled reassuringly, "Baby, Daddy will show you a magic trick."
Under the puzzled gazes of the grandfather and grandson, he crushed the small flower in his hand and applied it to the bleeding wound. After three seconds, Yan Cheng gently pushed away the small flower that was being used as a dressing.
The wound is gone?!
"!!!"
Yan Xingli stood up abruptly and involuntarily reached out to touch it: "It's not a composite video, is it?"
Yan Cheng chuckled in surprise: "Ancestor, this is certainly not a composite video."
"Uncle, do you like this little flower?" Qi Youyu poked his calf, her hands behind her back, calm and composed.
This is no longer a matter of whether you like it or not.
The little flower's miraculous healing abilities astonished Yan Xingli for ten thousand years, and he nodded without hesitation:
“I like it,” Yan Xingli retorted. “Don’t you like it? I’ve only ever seen plants that can heal wounds in three seconds in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.”
"Because Ya Ya gave me this." Yu Yu stomped her little foot, turning off the viewing mode and restoring the original appearance.
The child turned and ran into the rest area, rummaging through drawers and cabinets, and finally came out clutching a small bottle: "Just spray this on the wound and it will be fine."
Without packaging or any label, Yan Xingli bluntly stated, "It looks like a counterfeit product."
Compared to the magical little flower we just saw, its inferiority is immediately apparent.
Fish: "I'll show you."
"What are you doing? You're not going to cut yourself, are you?" Yan Xingli frowned. "Don't do anything reckless."
The child swiftly pulled a small knife from his pocket.
Yan Xingli was shocked to find that the child was carrying dangerous items when, a second later, his fingertips felt a slight sting, followed by a heat.
He looked down, and the child was squeezing his hand to draw blood from him.
Noticing his gaze, Qi Youyu quickly pouted and breathed on his wound.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. I'll show you a magic trick."
Yan Xingli and Yan Cheng, separated by different times, exchanged a glance, and Yan Cheng awkwardly turned his head away.
Qi Youyu took the small medicine bottle and sprayed it on her uncle's wound. The heat disappeared instantly, replaced by a cool and comfortable sensation.
Okay.
Qi Youyu shook him: "Uncle, please take a look."
What Yan Xingli saw was exactly the same as what Yan Cheng had shown in the video.
He tried hard to control his facial muscles so that he wouldn't look too much like an ignorant old fogey.
"Hmm, impressive."
He whispered, "This thing can't be used carelessly outside, understand?"
Yu Yu immediately stood up straight and covered her mouth with both hands: "Okay, I'll keep it a secret."
Qi Feizhu and Yan Cheng felt a pang of envy seeing the perfect understanding between the grandfather and grandson.
Qi Feizhu's eyes softened as she spoke softly, "Baby, Mommy misses you so much."
Qi Youyu's eyes lit up, and she rubbed her little hands together, asking, "Mommy and Daddy, are you coming to pick me up?"
Yan Cheng and Qi Feizhu both paused, their eyes darting away, their hearts a mixture of heartache and guilt.
"Baby, not yet. The little dinosaur has just been born and needs someone to be with him."
"When the baby is a month old, Mommy and Daddy will definitely come to pick you up, okay?"
Yan Xingli's brow twitched slightly: "Does that mean we have to postpone it for another month?"
Yan Cheng said shyly, "Grand Ancestor, I'm sorry to trouble you for another month."
Qi Youyu was unhappy; her little mouth pouted so much it could hold two ounces of pork, and her big, dark eyes filled with mist.
She clenched her little hands, her voice low: "Mom and Dad didn't keep their promise."
Yan Cheng: "Don't be angry, baby. Although Mommy and Daddy can't come, we've prepared a little gift for you."
"It's this little flower." Yan Cheng coaxed his daughter carefully. "It's a unique seven-colored flower in the world. Daddy is sending it to you. You can plant it in a pot and water it every day. Maybe there will be some other little surprises."
send?
From the Jurassic period to the modern world?
Yan Xingli's eyes gradually cleared.
Qi Youyu: "So far away..."
Clearly, the child is young but not stupid.
When it comes to areas related to her profession, Qi Feizhu is radiant:
“Honey, we’re not lying to you. Mommy and the other uncles and aunties have developed a cross-dimensional teleportation function on the quantum computer. Mommy and Daddy are sending Little Flower over now, and you’ll receive it in three days.”
"Oh no, will the little flower wither?"
"No," Qi Feizhu said proudly, "The preservation function we developed is top-notch."
The child had a sudden inspiration: "Mom, then send me my new self over, and I'll help you take care of the baby dinosaur."
Qi Feizhu said weakly, "Baby, we can't send in new people yet."
“Mom, then I can become not fresh.” Qi Youyu hardened her heart and solemnly held up three fingers. “I can go three days without taking a bath.”
"..."
The couple wanted to laugh but dared not laugh out loud.
Yan Xingli gritted his teeth: "If you dare not shower for three days, I will not take you to eat roasted eight dishes for three months."
The child exclaimed dramatically, "Uncle, we're in the same boat, how could you betray me?"
Little bug, hahaha.
Qi Feizhu and Yan Cheng were laughing so hard they almost fell over.
Yan Xingli deeply regretted that he should have made his child study with him.
*
The "memory bread" phenomenon has swept into the medical field, causing a huge stir.
The idea that a fancy bread could cure Alzheimer's disease sounds like a fantasy to anyone, but medical experts in China who specialize in researching and treating Alzheimer's disease are eager to find out how to buy this "memory bread."
Yu Yu liked selling things, so Zheng Shoucheng simply let her set up a stall in various universities in rotation.
Firstly, the strict security on campus ensures the safety of the students and allows Yu Yu to sell her products to her heart's content.
Secondly, the appearance of Yuyu can inspire the learning enthusiasm of college students. After all, how could these young people in their early twenties resist being guided by a three-and-a-half-year-old child to do their homework?
When the medical experts arrived at the university gate in a grand procession, they learned that Yu Yu was off work that day.
Not wanting to leave empty-handed, the group went through several twists and turns before finally joining forces with leading researchers in the high-tech field to visit the banquet.
Meanwhile, businesses seeking cooperation and reporters from local newspapers across the country frantically contacted Yan Xingli. When they couldn't reach Yan Xingli by phone, they went to his agent, Li Zhi.
Li Zhi could no longer view Yan Xingli with the same attitude as before.
This kid's bright future keeps her up at night.
The doorbell rang three times, and soon Yan Xingli led in a group of elderly people, some familiar and some unfamiliar.
The child, who was leisurely lying on the ground with a tablet, looked up and then made a face full of surprise: "So many people!"
Yan Xingli smiled and said, "We're all here to see you."
The child looked bewildered and silently adjusted his posture: "My fan?"
"They came to buy memory bread from you," Yan Xingli stated simply. "You weren't setting up your stall today, so these elderly folks came all the way to your house to buy it."
a bolt from the blue.
After setting up his stall for several days in a row, the owner of the fish stall was so tired that he wanted to give up. But when he saw the large group of elderly people coming to buy the Memory Bread, the child felt like the sky had fallen.
She only took the part-time job on a whim; she didn't intend to clock in every day.
The child looked at her tiny hands and was about to cry; she really didn't want to make steamed buns anymore.
Fish hugged her head in distress.
Memory Bread wouldn't be of much help to the humans on Cang'ai Planet, because the people there are already healthy and long-lived, and their air and water quality are far superior to anything on Earth.
Most people on Earth eat junk food, drink nuclear wastewater, and live in polluted environments, accumulating all sorts of toxins in their bodies. Therefore, nutrients that only have a 10% effect on humans on Cang'ai Planet will naturally have an immediate and amplified effect on Earthlings.
But Yu Yu couldn't say the reason explicitly.
Medical experts and scientists gathered at the Yan family home, and the sofas and chairs were overflowing. Yan Xingli remembered that there were a few red plastic stools he had bought on Pinduoduo in the storage room, so he quickly went to the storage room and moved them out.
Those sitting on the small red stools are mostly the apprentices and students of the big shots.
Zhou Nanfeng's student, Xiao Yan, survived in the cracks, sitting in the far corner, smugly peeking at the big shot he could only see on TV and in textbooks.
A chubby, round dog sneaked under the stool.
"Ouch."
Ahhh—who, who shameless person attacked his hemorrhoids!
Xiao Yan let out a terrified scream and jumped up from the stool. When she bent down, she saw a fluffy tail sticking out from under the stool.
The moldy white steamed bun nimbly darted out from the stool.
The surrounding voices ceased, and Academician Zhou Nanfeng turned to look at his student: "What's wrong?"
Xiao Yan: QAQ
Yan Xingli saw Xiao Yan covering his bottom, his face flushed, and he knew what had happened.
You spoiled brat, you've made him lose face in front of the scientists!
He strode forward a few steps, and Qi Youyu was the first to pick up the princess and give her a serious lecture:
"Little princess, you can't touch a guest's butt, because that's someone else's butt, not yours."
She shook her head and seriously offered her advice: "If you like someone's butt, you must get their permission before you can touch it."
Yan Xingli: "...Don't teach me nonsense. The act of cleaning someone's buttocks is wrong to begin with."
"Yes, Uncle, that's why I'm teaching my daughter how to politely clean her bottom!"
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Author's Note: My stomach hurts so much QAQ, I'll update again tomorrow if I feel better! Ah, may the world be free of menstrual cramps~~
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