Chapter 40: Little Mu Shaoyan, easily subdued~
Chapter 40:
Mu Shaoyan was running for his life when he suddenly heard a "waa" cry behind him.
Mu Shaoyan's heart tightened, and he turned his head shakily, only to see his adorable little nephew sitting on the ground, crying loudly, probably because he had fallen.
Mu Shaoyan: !!!
Mu Shaoyan's scalp tingled instantly!
You know, he's never seen Ye Qingxi cry in all the time she's been living with them.
You're crying like this now, you must have been in so much pain from that fall!
Mu Shaoyan felt a chill on his neck, as if his head was about to run away from home.
Without thinking, he ran back, pulled Ye Qingxi up from the ground, and asked with concern, "What happened? Did you fall? Why did you run away?"
Ye Qingxi looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears.
Mu Shaoyan immediately slid to his knees, "It's my fault, it's my fault, I insisted on running away!"
After he finished speaking, he patiently checked Ye Qingxi's body. Fortunately, it seemed that the fall was not serious and there were no injuries.
Mu Shaoyan breathed a sigh of relief.
If Ye Qingxi really got injured while chasing him, not only would his father want to chop him up, but he himself would feel so guilty that he would want to beat himself up.
"Does it hurt?" Mu Shaoyan asked with concern. "Where does it hurt?"
Seeing his concerned look, Ye Qingxi reached out and grabbed his arm: "Good, caught him. Let's see how he runs now."
Little Mu Shaoyan, easily handled~
Ye Qingxi shook her head and said softly, "It doesn't hurt."
Mu Shaoyan didn't believe it. If it didn't hurt, would he have cried so loudly?
"Where did you fall? Your knee or your butt?"
"Knees," Ye Qingxi said.
Mu Shaoyan bent down, lifted his trouser leg and pushed it up to his knee to take a look. There were no bruises or abrasions on his fair calves and knees.
Now Mu Shaoyan was finally completely relieved.
He had just breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pat Ye Qingxi's head when he heard his friend's voice beside him, "Brother Yan, what's this?"
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Ye Qingxi turned to look at the three people standing beside her, even more puzzled than they were: "Uncle, who are they?"
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Before he could figure out how to start, a new voice came from the street corner.
"Ye Qingxi, were you crying just now? Are you alright?"
Pei Liang took the lead and ran to the very front.
As soon as he ran out of the street corner, he saw his good friend standing with a red-haired guy.
Pei Liang: !!!
Pei Liang was so startled that he slammed on the brakes.
When his train braked, Kang Cong, Zhong Yan, and Chen Xiang, who were following behind, crashed into the people in front of them one by one.
"What are you doing?" Kang Cong asked angrily.
He followed Pei Liang's gaze and was instantly stunned.
"Holy crap! The King of Flames!" Chen Xiang's eyes lit up. "So cool."
Pei Liang: ? ? ?
Pei Liang: ...
In the end, Ye Qingxi ran up to them first and said, "It wasn't me, I didn't cry."
His acting is so good! He can cry so easily, and his tears have long since disappeared without a trace, without even a hint of redness in his eyes.
Pei Liang was relieved to hear him say that and nodded.
“I told you I didn’t hear crying,” Kang Cong said. “Pei Liangfei said he did, and it scared me to death.”
Ye Qingxi: ...Then his hearing is quite sensitive.
“That is…?” Zhong Yan raised her chin, gesturing to Mu Shaoyan.
Ye Qingxi smiled and said, "My uncle."
Everyone: ? ? ?
"Your uncle? The King of Flames?!" Chen Xiang exclaimed in surprise.
Ye Qingxi: ...Could you please take back those childish words?
What King of Flames? Why don't you just call him Fire Boy?
Ye Qingxi turned around and waved to Mu Shaoyan.
Mu Shaoyan quickly came over.
Ye Qingxi introduced them to him, "These are Pei Liang, Kang Cong, Zhong Yan, and Chen Xiang, a classmate of ours."
Mu Shaoyan: ...Well, apart from Chen Xiang, the last one, they are all grandsons of his father's old acquaintances.
Mu Shaoyan could only smile and say, "Hello."
"Hi, hello, Uncle, you're so cool!" Chen Xiang exclaimed enthusiastically. "Is your hair natural? I want some too!"
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Mu Shaoyan touched his nose somewhat embarrassedly, looked down at Ye Qingxi, and changed the subject, saying, "What are you doing here?"
Ye Qingxi picked up his broom. "Let's clean up."
"here?"
"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.
"This is voluntary labor, creating a better social environment, which is very meaningful," said Pei Liang, the group leader, mimicking the teacher's tone once again.
Mu Shaoyan: ...
"Have you finished cleaning?" he asked Ye Qingxi.
Ye Qingxi shook her head and pointed to the alley next door, "That hasn't been swept yet."
Mu Shaoyan took the broom from him and handed it to his friend, saying, "Go and sweep that alley."
"Okay." The other party did not refuse.
Pei Liang's eyes lit up. "That bus stop sign was too high; we couldn't reach it."
"That's easy," Mu Shaoyan said, taking the rag and handing it to another friend.
Kang Cong quickly handed over the basin as well, saying, "Uncle, fill it with water."
Mu Shaoyan: ...
The short-haired guy next to him chuckled and took the money, saying, "I'll go get it. Where should I pick it up?"
Kang Cong enthusiastically led him toward the water source.
Pei Liang led the other person toward the bus stop.
Ye Qingxi was a little worried, "Are they reliable? Won't they bully Kang Cong and Pei Liang?"
They won't kidnap them, will they?
"Don't worry." Mu Shaoyan put his hands in his pockets. "These are all my friends, they're very reliable."
Chen Xiang's eyes immediately lit up with admiration: Ye Qingxi's uncle! He's so cool!
So, the delinquent teenagers transformed into hard-working volunteers, diligently sweeping the floor and wiping the bus stop signs and railings. In no time, they had completed Ye Qingxi's task.
Pei Liang was overjoyed. "Thank you, Ye Qingxi's uncle."
"You're welcome," Mu Shaoyan said with a smile.
Ye Qingxi glanced at her watch, then looked at Mu Shaoyan, "Let's have dinner together."
"Weren't you going to eat with your dad?"
“Not today,” Ye Qingxi said. “Today we’re cleaning, and the whole class will have lunch together to celebrate that we did something meaningful. Dad isn’t coming.”
"I see," Mu Shaoyan nodded. "Alright then."
He looked at the children next to Ye Qingxi and said, "Then I'll treat you to some food."
Chen Xiang shook his head. He had his own good friends, and they had arranged to sit together for lunch.
"I made an appointment with Fang Xin."
"Alright." Mu Shaoyan didn't try to stop him.
“Then let’s go tell the teacher,” Ye Qingxi said to him.
"Um."
"You wait here for me, don't leave. Otherwise, I'll get angry."
Mu Shaoyan laughed, pinched his cheek, and teased him, "What will happen if you get angry?"
"Ouch~" Ye Qingxi opened her mouth as if to bite his hand.
Mu Shaoyan laughed heartily, and his friends around him couldn't help but smile as well.
"Wow, that's fierce!" Mu Shaoyan looked frightened. "Xiao Xi, you're really fierce when you're angry."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi felt that her actions just now were a bit childish. Really, how could she have done such a thing?
He quickly turned around, grabbed Pei Liang and the others, and headed towards where their teacher was.
They returned the cleaning tools to the teacher.
Ye Qingxi said obediently, "My uncle came to pick us up for dinner."
Pei Liang nodded.
Chen Xiang also testified, "Yes, his uncle wanted to invite me too, but I refused."
Seeing this, the homeroom teacher let them go.
On the other side, Mu Shaoyan said to his friends, "You guys go first, I'm going to have a meal with my nephew and the others."
"It's alright," Wang Xu said nonchalantly. "It's lunchtime, we can eat together."
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Lu Zhao, who was next to Wang Xu, put his arm around him and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you guys to barbecue today."
"That's great," Li Shuai said with a smile.
The three of them left arm in arm.
They had just left when Ye Qingxi and the others returned.
Mu Shaoyan took out his phone and searched for nearby restaurants. Finally, he took them to a Sichuan restaurant.
He ordered a private room and the dishes, and also had Ye Qingxi and the others order dishes before the main part of the meal began.
"Well, Xiaoxi, please just pretend that what happened to me today didn't happen, okay?" Mu Shaoyan blinked, his eyes clearly pleading.
Ye Qingxi looked at his fiery hair, stood up curiously, walked to his side, and touched it.
"It's not a wig."
“Of course it’s not a wig.” Mu Shaoyan looked at him. “Could a wig have the texture of my hair?”
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi was confused. "You clearly have black hair at home."
"That's because your grandfather wouldn't allow it."
Mu Shaoyan was helpless. The first time he dyed his hair red, his father kicked him out of the house and told him not to come back in if he couldn't dye it back.
That's why he could only indulge his desires in places where Mu Feng couldn't see him.
"Pretty handsome, right?" he said.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Kang Cong across from him nodded, "He's really handsome! Can I dye my hair like that?!"
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi looked at Kang Cong with a puzzled expression. "You want to dye that thing on your head red too?!"
“That won’t do,” Mu Shaoyan refused. “You’re still too young.”
"Then it's okay when I grow up?"
Ye Qingxi: !!
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Mu Shaoyan felt that this probably wouldn't work either, as Grandpa Kang probably wouldn't want to see his grandson with red hair.
"You should just forget about it," Mu Shaoyan said sincerely.
Kang Cong pursed his lips, while Ye Qingxi stared at Mu Shaoyan's ear clip.
"Uncle, you don't have pierced ears."
"Mm." Mu Shaoyan nodded.
His father had absolute stereotypes about men; in his eyes, getting your ears pierced and wearing earrings was not something a man should do.
Ye Qingxi poked the skull on his ear clip.
Mu Shaoyan immediately took off his ear clips so that Ye Qingxi could hold them in her hands to look at and admire them.
As he removed the ring, Ye Qingxi saw it on Mu Shaoyan's hand again.
On one hand, with five fingers, Mu Shaoyan wore three rings: a wide black ring, a thin silver ring, and a silver ring for stacking. None of them were unattractive, just a bit gaudy.
Ye Qingxi had a headache. His uncle really was a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur) and a flamboyant, outlandish personality. He had thought the original book was lying to him!
I can't believe it's true!
"What happened to your forearm?" Ye Qingxi lifted his hand.
Mu Shaoyan has a black compass tattoo on the inside of his forearm.
"This?" Mu Shaoyan said, "A temporary tattoo."
As he spoke, he picked up a teacup, poured the tea inside onto the surface, and then picked up a tissue and began wiping it up little by little.
It actually got wiped off.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi rubbed her forehead.
You might call him a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), but everything on him can be removed and wiped off at any time without leaving a trace.
You say he's not a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur)? He's like that! How could he not be a chuunibyou!
How can someone be a clean-cut, handsome young man with black hair at home, but a red-haired, chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) punk at school!
You come home so late every Friday, you must be getting your hair done!
"Uncle, how long have you been doing this?" Ye Qingxi asked wearily.
“Not long, just a year,” Mu Shaoyan said.
A year isn't that long? How many more years are you planning to keep going?
Are you planning to continue doing this in the future?
Mu Shaoyan: Is that not allowed?
Mu Shaoyan smiled and pulled him into his arms. "Don't you think your uncle looks cool like this?"
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
His dark eyes couldn't accept the aesthetics of color.
Especially his hair, it was highlighted and gradient, good heavens, who dyes their hair with highlights?! And with gold highlights at that!
That's outrageous!
Mu Shaoyan knew this would happen.
When he first met Ye Qingxi, besides the fact that this side of himself that his family didn't know about was suddenly exposed, which he couldn't accept, he also felt that Ye Qingxi, at her age, might not be able to understand their pursuit of coolness and style.
That's why he turned and ran, trying to deny that Ye Qingxi had seen him.
But now that the child was in his arms, Mu Shaoyan could only persuade his little nephew, "Baby, you're still young, it's normal that you don't like it, but please don't tell anyone else, okay? Your grandpa, dad, uncle, aunt, don't tell anyone, okay?"
Ye Qingxi: ...You know this is something you're ashamed to share with others.
"Then you go back to class this afternoon," Ye Qingxi said. "Today is Thursday, we elementary school students are doing volunteer work, do you high school students also do volunteer work?"
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Pei spoke in a cool tone, "You skipped school."
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Mu Shaoyan scratched his head, "I... I'll just be out for a little while, I'll be back soon."
"real?"
"certainly."
“Then send me photos after you go back to school,” Ye Qingxi said. “Send them to me in every class. I’ll tell you where to take them in the classroom, just take your selfies.”
Mu Shaoyan: ? ? ?
Mu Shaoyan looked at his little nephew. Wait, what's wrong with his brain? How could he come up with such a sophisticated and complicated method? How is he supposed to skip class now?!
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