Chapter 31 The Little Villain, Handled [First Update]...
The comments were scrolling by too fast for Ji Zishen to see clearly, and there were many jokes he didn't understand, so he had no idea what everyone was talking about.
"Are you talking about me, 'Kind Orange Head'?" He pursed his lips. "I'm glad everyone praises my kindness."
"Thank you everyone for the gifts. I've already bought the groceries and I'm heading home now..."
His voice suddenly disappeared. He stared blankly at the special effects on the screen for a moment, then tentatively said, "Thank you, Uncle Yu Nian, for the meteor shower. I will sincerely wish for Dad's speedy recovery."
Compared to Ji Zishen's bewilderment, the fans in the live stream were all seasoned veterans, so shocked that they kept clicking on exclamation marks.
Another meteor shower! This is the second one in the past month!
Others' wealth has made me unrecognizable. Look at me, Yu Nian Giegie! I look amazing even with the orange hair filter on!
[The orange-head filter only shows the eyes and mouth, not even the nostrils, and it's blurred out. If you hadn't secretly admired someone for years, you wouldn't recognize them at all. So what's the point of judging beauty or ugliness?!]
Alright, get ready, the homepage army is about to arrive.
Two meteor showers in one month—it's like a celestial being descending from the heavens! Many people clicked in out of curiosity, some feeling a strange sense of familiarity, while others were completely bewildered.
[Ahem, just so you know, this is the section for raising virtual pets on this platform, it's true!]
Although our channel isn't very popular, the live streams are high-quality. Give us a follow; the companionship is top-notch.
I now stream even when I have important things to do. If I can't hear the audio, I feel like there's a void in my heart.
[The wicked orange-headed boy is sick. He's been buying groceries and cooking for the family all by himself. Considering how sensible and obedient he is, doesn't he deserve your attention?]
Everyone talks a love-hate relationship with Ji Zhi Qiu, but they are very reliable when it comes to serious matters. They are worried that Ji Zi Shen is too young and does not know the skills of live streaming, so they cheer for him in the barrage, hoping to maximize the effect of this meteor shower.
Although Ji Zhi Qiu did not appear, Ji Zi Shen's sensible and obedient nature still charmed many people, and his fan base increased slightly in a short period of time, with no signs of stopping.
There just happened to be an annual event to select "Emerging Anchors", but the "Raising Kids" category is too unpopular. Over the years, only one anchor has made it onto the list, and even then, the ranking was relatively low. After that, it was like being relegated to the sidelines, and no more sparks could be ignited.
Ji Zhiqi became the hope of the whole village, which made everyone feel a sense of honor and wanted to help him. Among them, Yu Nian made the greatest contribution.
Ji Zishen was unaware of these things, but when he saw the up-and-coming streamers in the live chat, he vaguely sensed something.
"What is a new live streamer? Is it important? Will I hold my dad back?"
"My uncles and aunts are so kind; they kept comforting me. Thank you for the gifts."
“I didn’t really want it, really. I was just curious. I’m very clear that I was just helping my dad. Nobody really wanted to see me like that.”
Ji Zishen's tea ceremony skills were superb and natural. Coupled with his young age, which was very deceptive, no one thought much of it. Instead, they were aroused by his affection. Some paid attention to him, some gave him gifts, and some kept sending him words of comfort.
Ji Zishen interacted with everyone while carrying the groceries he had bought home.
Ji Sicheng opened the door for him, his eyelids drooping, looking weary and worn.
Ji Zishen knew that it was too hard for him to take care of Ji Yanyan alone, so he poured him a glass of water.
"Don't worry, everyone, I'll go see Dad right now."
The curtains in the bedroom were half-drawn, and the light was still bright. Ji Zhi Qiu lay quietly on the bed, her sleeping face peaceful, and she seemed to be in much better condition than before.
Ji Zishen placed her small hand on his forehead. "It's not hot anymore, but we still need to use a thermometer."
His actions woke Ji Zhi Qiu. He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze wandering aimlessly before finally settling on the front.
Ji Zhi Qiu opened her mouth and said with difficulty, "Bao Juan... my throat."
Ji Zishen: "..."
The family members in the live stream: "..."
The evil orange head is still so abstract.
"Who is Baojuan? Is she your child from outside? Look carefully, I'm not him." Ji Zishen held the thermometer to his forehead without expression. "37.5 degrees Celsius, the fever has subsided. Observe her for a while. If she gradually gets better, we won't go to the hospital."
Ji Zhi Qiu nodded, staring intently into his eyes without blinking, her eyes filled with longing.
Ji Zishen handed over a glass of warm water. Ji Zhiqi was dying of thirst, but her throat hurt so much that she had difficulty swallowing. Drinking a glass of water was a real ordeal, as she grimaced as she did so.
"Thank you," he managed to say, barely managing to utter two words.
Suddenly, Ji Yanyan ran over with her eyes shining, lay down by the bed, and tried to get closer to Ji Zhi Qiu.
"Daddy, your voice is so nice, it sounds like a character from a cartoon..." He suddenly stopped, pouting, "I can't remember, duck..."
Ji Zhi Qiu: "".
Stop talking, or you might get a cease and desist letter from Disney.
He closed his eyes and weakly uttered two words, "Unfilial son."
Ji Sicheng, who was standing nearby, kindly translated, "He's insulting you."
Ji Yanyan looked a little aggrieved and confused, but he adjusted himself after only two or three seconds. "It's okay to scold me, Dad. Can you say one more thing? I like it so much."
"..." He actually likes to get scolded.
Ji Zhi Qiu lifted his eyelids, afraid that his son might have some strange traits. Fortunately, Ji Yan Yan's eyes were clear and innocent; he simply liked his voice.
He thought for a moment, then said with difficulty, "Give me my phone."
Although Ji Yanyan didn't understand, she obediently handed over the phone.
Ji Zhi Qiu stretched out a finger, tapped it twice on the phone, and winked at Ji Yan Yan.
Ji Yanyan immediately understood, stood on tiptoe, and tried her best to bring the phone to Ji Zhi Qiu's mouth.
Ji Zhi Qiu took a deep breath. "Little Yan Yan, it's time to get up early. The sun is already high in the sky. Hurry up and get up to play with me."
After saying only a few words, his throat started burning. He drank a few more sips of water to barely suppress the pain: "This is your alarm clock. Don't you like it? Get up obediently when you hear it."
The viewers in the live stream were stunned.
Holy crap, how did he even think of that?!
[He's a true father; he thinks of his own child in everything he does.]
[Hahaha, look how happy Yan Yan is, she's even wiggling her butt!]
[It's a bit bittersweet and a bit funny. Oh well, the gift couldn't be kept in the end. Fireworks x3]
Ji Zhi Qiu, exhausted, drifted off to sleep again. Ji Zi Shen took over the baton, donned a small apron, and cooked while livestreaming.
Although the viewers in the live stream had already guessed it, they were still deeply shocked when they saw it in person. They instantly became fans of Ji Zishen and even wanted to take him home.
[I don't believe there are such well-behaved and sensible children in this world. Send it to me so I can add you and check.]
[The address is xxxx. Don't worry, I'm not stealing your child. I'll take you back after dinner. *doge emoji*]
Wow, that gentle and reliable back view, I actually wanted to call a six-year-old "Mom" lol.
This is my ideal cyber son! I work outside to earn money, and he stays home, buying groceries and cooking—what a perfect division of labor!
Ji Zhi Qiu had no appetite and difficulty swallowing, so she only drank some porridge. Without her father's supervision, the three little ones sat obediently at the table, using chopsticks well and eating diligently. Instead of a scene that would make one's blood pressure soar, it was unusually heartwarming.
Ji Zishen racked his brains for this family, even bringing Ji Sicheng and Ji Yanyan into the live stream. The three children created some wonderful sparks, and the number of viewers increased rather than decreased compared to before, and the live stream ended smoothly.
Ji Zi was afraid that Ji Yanyan's fuss would disturb Ji Zhi Qiu's rest, so he wanted to put him to bed. Ji Yanyan was not picky about the bed, but he made a condition, "Big brother, can you tell me a bedtime story? I want to hear about ducks."
After Ji Zishen agreed, Ji Yanyan went back to her room with him. Ji Sicheng didn't show any reaction from beginning to end, as if Ji Zhiqi was just an unimportant outsider to him.
...
As night deepened and silence fell, the whole world slept.
Ji Sicheng was also very particular about sleeping. When he got out of bed, his pajamas were perfectly smooth without a single wrinkle, and he tiptoed into the bedroom.
He watched quietly by the bed for a while, then climbed onto the bed and snuggled into Ji Zhi Qiu's arms, pressing his head tightly against his chest.
Ji Zhi Qiu's fever had subsided. He had slept too much during the day, so he couldn't sleep at night. He noticed Ji Si Cheng as soon as he came in, but he pretended to be asleep to see what he was up to.
Unexpectedly, Ji Sicheng shrank into his arms and clung tightly to him. A warm feeling welled up in Ji Zhi Qiu's heart, and the corners of his mouth did not turn up.
Hmph, you seem indifferent on the surface, but you actually love me a lot!
A minor villain, easily controlled.
Ji Zhi Qiu was immersed in a sweet dream, feeling so happy he was practically bubbling over, when a calm voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Your heart rate was 88 beats per minute just now, which is within the normal range. You're fine now."
Ji Zhi Qiu, no longer bothering to pretend, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him in surprise, "So you were just lying in my arms just to check my heartbeat?"
Ji Sicheng nodded and asked in return, "Otherwise what?"
"..."
"Dr. Ji." Ji Zhi Qiu realized she had been presumptuous and quickly corrected herself, "Director Ji, thank you for coming to check on me in the middle of the night. I feel relieved to hear your words."
"Your voice isn't as hoarse as it used to be, so you should be able to do your own live streams again the day after tomorrow."
Ji Zhi Qiu: "..." What a cruel heart! Even the donkeys in the production team have to rest when they're sick.
He chuckled and ruffled Ji Sicheng's hair. "It's getting late. If you know I'm alright, go back to sleep."
Ji Sicheng sat on the bed and watched him quietly for a while. Instead of getting out of bed, he lay down on the other side.
“There’s still danger at night. I came to see you in the middle of the night, and if something happens afterward, it’ll be hard to say what will happen.”
Ji Zhi Qiu looked at the cute little person curled up in a ball and said some old-fashioned words. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he also played along, "Director Ji is really responsible. You've done things that are not within your scope of responsibility. Then I'll leave tonight in your care."
He reached out to cover Ji Sicheng with the blanket, tidied his hair, and then smiled and said goodnight.
Ji Sicheng kept a straight face and refused to speak. After all this commotion, Ji Zhi Qiu's sleepiness returned, and she went straight to sleep.
Ji Sicheng hesitated to close his eyes. He looked at Ji Zhi Qiu's sleeping face under the cover of night, bit his lip, tentatively and hesitantly reached out, avoiding Ji Zhi Qiu's clothes, and only grasped the corner of the quilt.
Don't die.
Don't abandon me like Mom and Dad did.
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