Chapter 47 "Uncle, it's your birthday soon!"...
Speaking dog language is too much trouble for the baby, so Qi Youyu gave up after acting as a mouthpiece for a short while.
The child sits on a homemade scooter watching a tablet, with an automatic feeding device next to him that automatically feeds the fish cut fruit to its mouth.
The scooter was parked at the bathroom door. Yu Yu spoke earnestly to Yan Xingli, who was busy inside:
"Uncle, you should learn dog language yourself."
"What you learn is what you truly own." The child looked like a little hamster, his soft, white cheeks stuffed full of food.
"Don't hate studying."
They have to learn this and that; not a single word is something a poor student would want to hear.
Yan Xingli's face fell: "Then you come and give Eleme a bath."
Upon hearing this, Yu Yu immediately paddled away on her scooter with her short legs, and the sight of her fleeing made Yan Xingli laugh.
When this poor kid first came to Earth, he clung to the kittens and puppies every day, adoring them.
They always fight over who gets to take a bath, but the turning point came with one bath.
As everyone knows, dog farts are the smelliest. When the clueless Yu Yu was enthusiastically giving her dog a bath, she was stunned by a stinky fart that caught her off guard.
The child got excited quickly, but also lost interest just as fast. After that, I never participated in the "bathing Ele.me" activity again.
Yu Yu got off the scooter and rolled around on the warm carpet, revealing a small section of her chubby white belly.
A round, tentacle-like hand reached over from the balcony, pulled down the little guy's clothes, and then pulled out a tissue to wipe the fish's mouth clean.
The workers who were toiling away at the company were extremely envious.
[Help! Can't you let Yu Yu go to work? I'm really going to turn evil.]
[Don't rush to condemn the previous story yet, there's more to come—that feeding machine was a little invention that the fish devised itself.]
Can feeding machines be mass-produced? I'm so tired of feeding my little one every day, I desperately need this feeder!
[What an amazing little flower! I wish I had one too. With a little flower, who would need to get married and have children?]
When Yu Yu made this feeding device, she didn't hide it from the camera. Compared to those groundbreaking black technology inventions, this is just a small-scale operation.
The child's hands-on skills amazed netizens.
It's absolutely true that lazy people change the world.
Yan Xingli came out of the bathroom carrying a clean Eleme (a food delivery app). Xiao Hua calmly took the dog from him and put it into the improved drying box.
Xiaohua: "Master Yuyu, your good friend is trending on Weibo. Would you like to see it?"
Qi Youyu, who was rolling around, stopped: "Is it Xiao Fu, Yueyue, or the walking chocolate?"
Xiaohua wiped her hands, picked up her tablet, and opened the video: "It's this little girl who looks like Barbie princess."
Yan Xingli: "Isn't this Xiao Fu? How come she's— huh?!"
The grandfather and grandson said in unison, "She flew away."
One remained calm, the other was shocked.
Yu Yu clapped her hands loudly, praising, "Uncle, Sister Xiao Fu saved someone! She's so amazing!"
That wasn't the point. Yan Xingli was incredibly curious: "Then do you know how she flew?"
He recalled the deep blue eyes of Xiao Fu's father, Bros, and couldn't help but get goosebumps. If aliens exist, then it shouldn't be surprising if there are vampires and wizards in the world, right?
"Because of the Queen's cloak."
Qi Youyu pointed to the colorful cloak on Xiao Fu's body and said loudly, "I made it. It can take children on trips."
This is the simplest mode of transportation; children can fly wherever they want without waiting for a car.
...What? Her business is involved too? Yan Xingli's brow twitched, and he quickly covered the child's mouth.
The unfortunate kid kept it a secret so well that he had no idea.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Did I hear that right? That girl can fly because of her cape?!
[Uh...it's hard to believe, but I've chosen to believe it anyway, after all, I've been proven wrong by YuYu too many times...I'd better not deny it so easily.]
[Has everyone forgotten? That cape was a birthday gift from Yu Yu to her Barbie doll! So many people were criticizing the child's taste back then, hahaha, now you're all dumbfounded, aren't you? It wasn't just a simple cape, it was a flying machine!]
The live stream was shut down again, further confirming the netizens' speculations.
Director Zheng rushed over, his forehead covered in sweat in the dead of winter: "Yu Yu, did you really make that cloak?"
“It’s me.” Yu Yu patted her little belly, proud yet shy. “Grandpa Zheng, am I amazing? Sister Xiao Fu saved people while wearing a queen’s cloak.”
Zheng Shoucheng took a deep breath, first praised her a couple of times, and then called Meng Xinyun to a corner.
Why wasn't such important information reported?
Meng Xinyun said with a bitter face, "Director, Yu Yu has never mentioned this cloak..."
Zheng Shoucheng remained unmoved: "Xiao Meng, your task is not only to protect Yu Yu's safety, but also to always be careful not to let the child use any advanced technology in the live broadcast room."
"Remember to chat with Yuyu more after you're done streaming. Don't be a silent person, understand?"
Meng Xinyun: "...Okay, I understand, Director."
China's top scientists have been extremely busy lately. They haven't even figured out the space folding technology yet, and now an anti-gravity technology has emerged. For the general public who are unaware of the facts, it's like a New Year's celebration. For the scientists, it's a bittersweet experience.
But these are technologies that we haven't mastered yet. If they attract foreign attention, both Yu Yu and Xiao Fu will be in danger.
Moreover, the queen's cloak is in Xiao Fu's hands. She is not Chinese, and once the news leaks out, it's hard to guarantee that her motherland won't make demands to purchase or study it.
National interests come first, and even if it might not be the right thing to do, they will still give it a try.
The father and daughter Bros stood in the courtyard, and Little Fu flew up to the wall, the tree and the roof right in front of Bros.
The thrilling takeoffs left Bros speechless, and the nearly forty-year-old man was suddenly filled with passion.
He remembered Harry Potter, which he had read when he was young.
He shyly asked his daughter if he could try it out. Little Fu blinked and smiled, her eyes crinkling. She took Bros's hand, and the two of them slowly flew up into the tree.
This feeling is amazing.
He watched his daughter soar up and down, her figure as free and unrestrained as a little elf, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
The father and daughter played in the yard for a while until the mysterious visitors arrived.
A group of formally dressed, distinguished-looking people stood outside the door.
"Hello, Mr. Bros."
Bros had anticipated Zheng Shoucheng and his group's visit. Before their arrival, he had already learned the whole story from Xiao Fu.
He knew that the cloak came from that genius little boy, Yu Yu.
Zheng Shoucheng didn't exchange many pleasantries. Not long after entering the room, he went out and asked Xiao Fu and her father to lend him their cloaks. If this request had been made by some Western countries, Bros would have refused without hesitation.
He knew all too well the despicable, predatory nature of those countries.
China's friendly international image is evident to all. This country has no hegemonic ambitions, nor does it aspire to be the world's policeman. It only desires peaceful development so that its people can live and work in peace and contentment.
Bros said gently, "Mr. Zheng, you'll need to ask my daughter about that."
Little Fu was naturally very reluctant to part with the Queen's cape, but she knew that if other children also had Queen's capes, they could save the kitten trapped on the roof and her sister who had fallen from the roof, just like she had.
The kind-hearted girl gritted her teeth and nodded.
“Alright, I’m willing to lend you the cloak,” Xiao Fu said in fluent English. “I hope you can take good care of it.”
Zheng Shoucheng solemnly stated: "Please rest assured, we will definitely protect your cloak and return it within the specified time."
Professor Zhao is the chief researcher of the anti-gravity project, and the Queen's Cloak was sent to his laboratory for the first time.
Researchers and professors from other project teams rushed over, completely blocking the laboratory.
"Is this the anti-gravity aircraft? It just looks like a bunch of ordinary polyester fibers."
"Can I touch it?"
"Touching it isn't enough; you have to at least wear it and experience it for yourself."
Amidst the cacophony of voices, the usually taciturn Teacher Zhao was at her wit's end: "Everyone, these are our precious experimental samples. Please do not touch them without permission."
A student volunteered and raised his hand: "Professor Zhao, this aircraft must need test pilots, right? I am willing to wear the aircraft and dedicate myself to science."
"Dream on." Academician Zhou Nanfeng scoffed. "I'm the only one qualified to be the test pilot."
Teacher Zhao: "...Academician Zhou, you are so old, how can we let you take such a risk?"
Academician Zhou Nanfeng said with righteous indignation: "It is precisely because I am old that I go first. Oh, Xiao Zhao, at my age, every day I live is a bonus. Please let this old man shine for science one more time."
Teacher Zhao: ? ? ?
The old academician really dared to say anything in order to become a test pilot.
When Academician Zhou Nanfeng spoke, no one dared to argue or fight anymore. Teacher Zhao personally tied a cloak around the old academician's neck and then told him the password that Xiao Fu had given him.
An elderly man in his seventies or eighties, wearing a colorful cloak, stood in the middle. His face was stern. After clearing his throat twice, he spoke earnestly, word by word:
"Queen's Cloak, please switch to flight mode."
The wind and waves are calm.
"The owner of the cloak is French, so should we speak in French?"
Someone immediately chimed in: "I think so. Academician Zhou, I studied in France when I was young. Why don't you let me give it a try?"
The old man glared at him: "What, you think I don't know French? Humph, my granddaughter has a French boyfriend, and I just happened to learn French."
After saying that, the old man fluently recited the French version of the command.
Everyone was impressed by Lao Tzu's abilities. At his age, he had taught himself French to this level. He truly deserved to be called an academician-level expert.
But.
Academician Zhou Nanfeng: "Huh, why is there still no response?"
I tried Chinese, English, and French.
"Is the password wrong?"
Director Zheng Shoucheng promptly invited Yu Yu to the scene.
Yu Yu: "This cape only listens to Sister Xiao Fu."
"Sister Xiaofu is her master."
Teacher Zhao: "Can we change owners?"
Yu Yu shook her head: "No."
"Adults have their own cars, and children should have their own cars too."
Every child is unique, and so should their cape. The cape and the child are irreplaceable partners.
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"baby."
"Dad," Little Fu said wistfully, looking lost without her cloak beside her. "I miss my cloak a little."
Bros hugged his daughter and comforted her, "Sweetie, a week will pass quickly. Is there anywhere you want to go? Daddy will take you to relax."
Xiao Fu lowered her eyelids: "Thank you, Dad, but there's nowhere I want to go."
Bros patted his daughter's head, intending to find some lighthearted documentaries for her to watch, when he received a call from Director Zheng.
Zheng Shoucheng: "Mr. Bros., I'm very sorry to bother you again. I would like to ask if your daughter could assist us with our experiments?"
Zheng Shoucheng told him about the problems they were facing, and Bros relayed them. The listless Xiao Fu suddenly jumped up.
"Of course, I'd love to!"
“Dad, I’m very willing to help them.”
Yan Xingli moved his two-hour daily tutoring session from home to the Academy of Sciences.
While her uncle was teaching, Yu Yu, as a science consultant, would wander around various laboratories every day, disappearing for two hours at a time, and the production team never complained.
If it weren't for Yu Yu's connection, how could they possibly have gotten into a place like the Academy of Sciences!
Even though photography is strictly prohibited in many places, being able to take pictures of the trees and cats in the Academy of Sciences, and occasionally interview researchers, is a huge highlight.
A week later, the Queen's Cloak returned to Xiao Fu's hands, and ten days later, a new type of transportation called the Little Witch's Broom went on pre-sale.
The core technology used in the Little Witch's Broom is anti-gravity technology, which was jointly developed by the nation and a technology giant.
[A little witch's broom? Is that the one I'm thinking of...?]
Holy crap, that's so fast! We just got a queen's cloak a while ago, and now we have a little witch's broom. Damn, I should have just not bought the car.
[Don't get too excited yet. Go check the introduction on Fengyuan Group's official website. It can only fly up to three meters high, has a load capacity of only 200 kilograms, and a speed of only 30 miles per hour, about the same as a small electric scooter... So don't buy it!]
Thirty yards is just right. Why go that fast? Do you want to be Harry Potter? It's enough for picking up the kids from school and grocery shopping.
[The one who's been telling everyone not to buy it, don't think I don't know what you're up to. You're really messing with me.]
With the little witch's broom sparking a new wave of popularity, the filming of "My Little One" is nearing its end.
In the week leading up to the end of the recording, Qi Youyu was so excited she couldn't sleep because she was about to have a special day.
"Uncle, it's almost your birthday!"
"I have prepared a super awesome gift for you."
The uncle, a slacker who had spent the whole night studying calculus, was almost in tears: "Yuyu, I only have one small birthday wish, can you grant it for me?"
“Sure,” Yu Yu patted her chest. “I can satisfy Uncle in any way except for not studying.”
Yan Xingli was on the verge of tears.
Having learned from her previous experience, Meng Xinyun walked up to the child and quietly inquired, "Yuyu, is the gift you're going to give your uncle big?"
Yu Yu chimed in softly, "Sister, it's a very small gift."
"Smaller than your finger."
Hearing the child's answer, Meng Xinyun was relieved.
A gift smaller than a fingertip can't possibly be some amazing cutting-edge technology, right?
Based on her understanding of the little one, she guessed it was something like handmade candy.
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