Chapter 72, Update 72
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Ye Qingxi enjoyed the class very much.
He was wearing the cotton slippers Duan Yi had bought for him, holding the cat-ear cup Duan Yi had bought for him, taking sips of water from time to time, and listening to Duan Yi explain the math problems he couldn't solve. He felt as if time itself had become warmer.
After finishing his water, Ye Qingxi picked up the cat paw cup to get more. He thoughtfully asked Mu Shaoyan, "Uncle, I'll get some water. Do you want some?"
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Mu Shaoyan glanced at his round cup, which was more than half full of water. "No need."
Duan Yi handed him the cup, saying, "Please fill this up for me, thank you, Xiao Xi."
Mu Shaoyan: ? ? ?
Mu Shaoyan retorted, "Then why don't you go pick her up yourself? And pick up Xiaoxi while you're at it?"
Duan Yi: "Of course, I'll continue explaining the problems to some people."
some people:……
Seeing that Mu Shaoyan remained silent, Ye Qingxi smiled and took the water glass from Duan Yi's hand, asking him, "Brother, would you like hot water or warm water?"
"Warm is fine."
"Okay." Ye Qingxi stood up and went out happily.
He went to the kitchen first and talked to his mother for a while.
"Auntie, what kind of filling are you making for the buns today?"
"Today we're making meat and pumpkin buns," Duan's mother said with a smile. "Have you ever had pumpkin buns before?"
Ye Qingxi nodded, "I've eaten it, it's sweet."
"Yes, it's sweet, you can eat this."
Yesterday's eggplant buns were a bit spicy, and Duan's mother was worried that he wouldn't be able to eat them, so she specially made pumpkin buns today, thinking that he could eat them, and that he might not have eaten them before. Unexpectedly, Ye Qingxi had eaten them before.
"What kind of filling do you like for your buns?" Duan's mother asked him gently.
Ye Qingxi thought for a moment, "Meat, eggplant, red bean paste. Auntie, the eggplant you made is also delicious, I ate it this morning."
"Really? I'm glad you like it."
Ye Qingxi chatted with her with a smile for a while, and only after they finished did she take her cup to get some water.
"Why did you take so long?" Mu Shaoyan asked with concern when he saw him return.
"I'm going to watch Auntie make steamed buns," Ye Qingxi said.
Mu Shaoyan chuckled: "You just want to eat steamed buns, don't you?"
Ye Qingxi smiled and said, "Auntie is making pumpkin buns today."
"Pumpkin buns?" Mu Shaoyan exclaimed in surprise, "Pumpkins can be used to make buns?"
"Of course." Ye Qingxi glanced at him.
"Have you eaten there?"
Ye Qingxi nodded, "It's sweet and quite delicious."
"Really?" Mu Shaoyan asked curiously, thinking to himself that he would try it tomorrow morning.
After finishing his second glass of water, Mu Shaoyan's tutoring session ended, and Duan's mother handed him the steamed buns that had already been packed.
"These are sixty meat dumplings and ten pumpkin dumplings. The pumpkin dumplings are a gift from your aunt, and the extra ten meat dumplings are also a gift from your aunt."
"Auntie, you always see me off." Ye Qingxi said softly.
Duan's mother chuckled, "Who told you to be so cute~"
Ye Qingxi felt a little embarrassed, but he still hoped, "Auntie, please don't see me off next time."
He doesn't lack this money, but the Duan family is clearly less well-off than him.
"No, Auntie wants to give it to you."
"Auntie, I feel embarrassed to buy anything from you since you're giving it to me like this."
"You still know how to be embarrassed?" Duan's mother said with a smile.
Ye Qingxi nodded seriously.
Duan's mother was amused even more by his mature demeanor.
"Okay," she replied.
But in her heart she thought, "He's so cute, wherever I buy something, the shopkeeper will give him a little extra."
After Ye Qingxi finished talking with her, she took Mu Shaoyan's hand, said goodbye to them, and then left.
Duan Yi put his slippers back in the shoe cabinet, then went back to his room to tidy up the chairs they had sat on.
When he was tidying up the cups, he didn't take out the two of their special glasses, but instead placed them in a corner of the desk.
Before going to bed, Duan Yi finished drinking water, put his own cup on the desk, and prepared to sleep.
Standing by the bed, he looked at the arrangement of the glasses on the table and felt that it was not neat and too scattered.
So he went to the desk and placed his glass next to Mu Shaoyan's glass.
Now everything is neat, Duan Yi thought to himself as he looked at the three cups.
He walked back to the bedside, completely unaware that the two large and one small glasses, from a distance, looked like two adults with a child.
The child is exceptionally adorable.
The next morning, Ye Qingxi set off with her three portions of steamed buns.
He had already told Pei Liang and the others in advance that he would bring them steamed buns today, and that they should not rush into the school but wait for him at the school gate—after all, there is no refrigerator at the school.
When Ye Qingxi arrived at the school gate, Pei Liang and the others arrived one after another in less than two minutes.
"Ye Qingxi," Pei Liang greeted him as he got out of the car.
His mother followed behind him, smiling, "Long time no see, Xiao Xi."
"Long time no see," Ye Qingxi smiled. "Auntie, I bought some steamed buns yesterday, please have some!"
After Ye Qingxi finished speaking, she handed out the steamed bun.
Pei's mother quickly took it and said softly, "Thank you."
"You are welcome."
“Xiao Xi, I also brought you something.” Pei Liang said, picking up the paper bag in his hand, “Cookies made by our housekeeper.”
"Wow~" Ye Qingxi exclaimed enthusiastically, "Then let's eat together."
"No need, it's for you. I've already eaten at home."
"Didn't you give some to Zhong Yan and the others?"
Pei Liang: ...
Pei Liang had clearly forgotten.
Seeing that Zhong Yan and the others hadn't arrived yet, he quickly handed the paper bag to Ye Qingxi, saying, "Just say it was baked by your aunt."
Ye Qingxi: ...You really are quick-witted.
As they were talking, Zhong Yan arrived.
Pei Liang felt unusually guilty and pulled her mother away, saying, "Mom, I'll go with you to put out the steamed buns."
Pei's mother was both amused and exasperated, and had no choice but to walk with him to her car.
Ye Qingxi put the paper bag back in her hand and took another serving of steamed buns.
He had just picked it up when Zhong Yan ran up to him, followed by his very beautiful mother, whom he was very proud of.
"Xiao Xi," Zhong Yan's mother greeted him.
"Hello, Auntie," Ye Qingxi said, holding out his bag. "Auntie, I'd like to treat you to some steamed buns!"
"Okay, thank you." Zhong Yan's mother patted his head.
“I won’t eat your food for free, here you go.” Zhong Yan handed him the paper bag in her hand, “These are towel rolls made by my mother, they’re so delicious.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxi looked up at Zhong Yan's mother and exclaimed, "Auntie is amazing!"
"Hahahaha." Zhong Yan's mother laughed. "Don't listen to his nonsense. It's just averagely delicious, not 'amazingly delicious' at all!"
She imitated Zhong Yan's tone, speaking deliberately.
Zhong Yan turned her head and said with dissatisfaction, "It's just so delicious."
"Good, good, good!" Mother Zhong chuckled. "It's so delicious, so delicious!"
"Xiaoxi, try it. If you like it, Auntie will make it for you again next time."
"Okay, thank you, Auntie."
"You're welcome."
Ye Qingxi took it and looked at the smug Zhong Yan, "Don't Pei Liang and the others have it?"
Zhong Yan said matter-of-factly, "He didn't give me any steamed buns."
Ye Qingxi: ...That seems to make some sense.
"Xiao Xi~ Xiao Xi~" Kang Cong couldn't help but call out as soon as he got out of the car.
He ran quickly towards Ye Qingxi, intending to give her the candy from his pocket, but then he saw Zhong Yan, so Kang Cong felt guilty and didn't take his hand out of his pocket.
He waited until Zhong Yan's mother was about to leave, and Zhong Yan reluctantly went to say goodbye to her. Only then did he quickly take his hand out of his pocket and stuff the candy box into Ye Qingxi's hand.
"Take this, but don't say it's from me, or Zhong Yan will definitely hit me."
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
"My uncle bought this candy especially for me. It's very chewy and very sweet."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi thought that either the three of them were good friends, or in a sense, they were kindred spirits.
"Hey, Xiaoxi, what are you holding in your hand? Are they the steamed buns for me?" Kang Cong finally noticed the bag in his hand.
"No." Ye Qingxi calmly turned around, put the candy and the rolled-up towel in her hand into the car, took out the steamed buns, and gave them to Kang Cong's mother.
Kang Cong watched as his mother took the food and said enthusiastically, "I really want to eat it now!"
Seeing his greedy expression, Ye Qingxi laughed, "If you think it's delicious, I'll buy you more!"
"Okay, okay~" Kang Cong said repeatedly, "Xiao Xi, you're so kind."
"Hello, Kang Cong~" Ye Qingxi said.
Kang's mother, standing nearby: So cute!
I feel like my soul has been purified!
The four friends went into the classroom together.
Ye Qingxi didn't say anything, so neither did the other three. Each of them felt a little guilty, yet each of them was also self-righteous.
Pei Liang: Well, he just forgot. He didn't do it on purpose.
Zhong Yan: He and Ye Qingxi made an exchange; no one else made an exchange with him!
Kang Cong: Then there's only one box left, isn't there? He really didn't have two extra boxes.
Meanwhile, Li Wei helped Ye Qingxi take the three items home.
Mu Feng watched him put the rolled-up towel into the freezer, and handed the remaining two items to Aunt Zhang, asking in confusion, "Did you buy these for Xiao Xi?"
Li Wei then realized that, yes, these children had taken Ye Qingxi's steamed buns and given him corresponding gifts, but he hadn't given them anything in return, which was really wrong of him.
So, what did he give as a gift?
"No, it was given to him by Xiaoxi's friends. They gave it to him secretly and didn't give it to anyone else, so Xiaoxi asked me to take it back because she was afraid they would be unhappy if they found out."
Mu Feng: ...No wonder he's his grandson, he's so popular.
He truly is his grandson; he's incredibly thoughtful.
"Mr. Mu, what does Xiaoxi like?" Li Wei asked him.
"You've been driving him around a lot lately, what do you think?"
Li Wei thought about it and realized that he quite liked the Mu family.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to accompany Mu Shaoyan to his private tutoring sessions every day.
“I understand,” he said.
He knew what to give Ye Qingxi.
Mu Feng nodded slightly. "Good to know."
On Saturday, Ye Qingxi went to her martial arts class as usual, while Mu Shaoyan went to Duan Yi's house for his class.
This was the first time he had come alone, and Duan Yi felt a little uncomfortable watching him.
"Where's Xiaoxi?" Duan Yi asked, puzzled. "Did she go out with her friends?"
Are they still sleeping?
Mu Shaoyan: ? ? ?
Mu Shaoyan was speechless.
"Brother, is it possible that you're tutoring senior high school students, not first-year students? Is it possible that I'm your student, not your nephew?"
"Buy one get one free, but I'm the one who's buying, not my cute little nephew."
Duan Yi: ...
Isn't that awkward?
He always felt that the "buy one get one free" deal meant he was buying Ye Qingxi, and the freebie was his good-for-nothing uncle.
Duan Yi nodded and turned to walk towards his bedroom.
He moved the chair he had prepared for Ye Qingxi outside, and Mu Shaoyan, with his sharp eyes, immediately noticed the thick, fluffy cushion tied to the chair.
"Wait!" Mu Shaoyan quickly called out to stop.
He walked to his chair, and sure enough! His chair was bare! Completely empty!
Mu Shaoyan pointed to his chair: "What's going on here?!"
Duan Yi: ? ? ?
Duan Yi asked, puzzled, "Isn't this a good thing?"
"Where's the cushion? Where's my big cushion? Why doesn't my chair have a cushion?!"
Duan Yi: "...I don't have any either."
"How can that be the same? You are the host, and I am the guest."
Duan Yi: ...
Duan Yi felt that he had many identities: God, guest, and student.
"Have you studied 'Preface to Sending Ma Sheng of Dongyang Off'? You're a student, and I haven't even made you stand by my side. I've made you sit. What more could you possibly want?"
After Duan Yi finished speaking, he carried the chair and walked out.
Mu Shaoyan: ? ? ?
Good heavens! He's even standing by his side; he paid for this, okay?!
And! Mu Shaoyan was filled with despair: Was he dead?!
His little nephew isn't coming! Why won't he be allowed to sit on that cushion?
Is his cute little nephew's butt the only thing that counts as a butt?!
Isn't his ass worth mentioning?!
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