The Blessed

"Father, where have you been? I’ve been looking for you everywhere, father, let me tell you, Uncle Shan is very powerful, he took me to fly all over Datong town, but his physical strength doesn't seem to be very good, I have asked them to make some noodles for him, so after he has enough strength and we’d continue flying."

"Duang!"

Before his words fell, a sound of something heavy dropping was heard in the corner. Yan Shengrui tried to restrain his smile while picking up the small bun, “Hmm, how about you do morning exercise with Uncle Shan from now on? Your daddy said, morning exercise could strengthen our body. You, your big brother and your second uncle, you all got stronger and stronger due to the morning exercise. After Uncle Shan builds his body well enough, he could fly you everywhere, maybe he could even fly you to town to eat roast duck every day.”

Trying to scare the sh*t out of him, Yan Shengrui kept added oil to the fire on purpose, while Yan Shan in the corner only wished to give himself a slap and pass out. Are those father and son even human? Are they trying to wear him out?

"That’s great. Uncle Shan, you should do morning exercise with us from tomorrow on. I’ll ask daddy wolf as your company. He’d definitely be able to catch your speed.”

Hearing that, the small bun decisively nodded and even found a super dope training partner for him. Yan Shan instantly had the heart to kill himself, and then had to hold up his body and refused, “No need, thanks, little master, I know how to build my body. I won’t bother daddy wolf then.”

"It doesn’t bother. Uncle Shan. Don't be polite to us."

No one knew whether the small bun was really cute or faking foolish, he just waved his hand happily, like he had no idea what he was trying to say at all, while Yan Shan wore a bitter face, “I am not being polite. Little master, really no need.”

Please show me a bit courtesy, that was the true thinking in Yan Shan’s heart. And he also finally understood why Yan Yi would get so frustrated. The little master might be acting adorkable, actually the impact was much bigger, because they couldn’t say no, or reason with him.

"Really? That's a pity. I still want to introduce you to daddy wolf."

The small bun finally gave up, Yan Shan could not help letting out a mouthful of heavy breath. He would never want to get to know some daddy wolf or wolf daddy.

Seeing his subordinate getting abused by his little son, Yan Shengrui was so amused. Anyone of them four was kind of big fugure in the capital, and a lot of women were dreaming to marry them. But now they got reduced as his son’s toys. Is it that him and Ling Jingxuan’s education is too successful or their anti-pressure ability is too weak?

"By the way, why didn’t I see daddy and my big brother? Where have they gone?"

Now he seemed to remember them. The small bun asked, blinking his eyes.

"Your daddy went to the kitchen to help, Xiaowen and your third uncle also went with him, they may come later, we’ll wait for them here."

Yan Shengrui poured him a cup of tea while answering him. The small bun took a sip of the tea still held in his father’s hand, asking with interest, “Is daddy going to make some new food? I really want to have a try. Father, take me to the kitchen, OK?”

When it came to food, he had no resistance at all. Yan Shengrui found it so funny, "It's a new food, called hot pot, I guess. Don’t go there. We’ll eat it at noon.”

To be honest, he was also interested in the hot pot, wondering how it’d taste like.

"Oh."

Unavoidably kind of disappointed, the small bun lowered his head. Yan Shengrui looked down at him. As he was about to say something, the knocking sound was heard. Someone sent noodles for Yan Shan. Shopkeeper Zhang who had arranged everything well also followed in. The small bun raised the corner of his mouth and called Yan Shan, “Uncle Shan, the noodles are here. Eat it quickly. Look at your pale face. You must be hungry.”

"Well..."

Looking at those noodles in that washbasin-size bowl, Yan Shan felt speechless, then turned to look at Yan Shengrui signaling for help. He was internal force exhaustion, not hungry, OK? That big bowl of noodles would only break his stomach!

"The small bun is concerned about you. Eat it. If you become thin due to eating too less, I can’t explain to Yan Yi, right?”

Yan Shengrui pretended to wear a dark face. Instead of helping him, he tried to push him into the fire. Shopkeeper Zhang who had no idea what was happening looked at them silently. His intuition told him he shouldn’t open his mouth now, otherwise he’d be the next one that would suffer.

“You don’t need to explain to him.”

After squeezing out those words through his teeth, facing the small bun’s eyes, Yan Shan could only stride over, held up that big bowl of noodles and went out of the box. He must be a heinous infamous robber in his previous life, or how could he be so unlucky to meet such a bad master and a naïve and pure but black-bellied little master?

“Father, doesn’t uncle Shan like eating noodles?”

Looking at his decadent back, the small bun frowned while asking. He was only afraid he might be too hungry, so he specially told them to add more noodles for him.

"No, he likes it very much, it’s just he is afraid he has no table manners, so he feels embarrassed to eat it before us. So Xiaowu, you should also watch your table manners. Don’t be like your uncle Yan after you grow up. Or you’d also feel embarrassed to eat with us.”

"Oh, I know, father. I'll certainly take more care of it from now on."

Nodding, dumbfounded, the small bun slid off his thigh and went to chase him. But as he pulled open the door, he bumped into Ling Jingxuan and the other two. The little thing instantly forgot why he was running out, instead, he grabbed his daddy’s leg and said, “Daddy, I heard you are making new food again. I want to have a taste.”

"You little foodie, what else do you know except food?"

Ling Jingxuan rubbed his nose, pretending to look angry, then pulled him into the box, with Ling Jingpeng behind chuckling.

"Hee hee, I like the new food daddy works out. Big brother, you also like it, right?”

The small bun made a bad smile and did not forget to drag his alliance into this. Ling Wen who had always taken on his side nodded without thinking, “Hmm, those food daddy makes is the most delicious, even better that what Aunt Song cooks.”

"Hehe... you two really have a sweet mouth."

Ling Jingxuan smiled, the way he looked at them was like wrapped with a lay of honey. For his two little buns, it was worth it however tired he was.