Favorite Group’s Chubby Baby: I Have Four Big Daddies - Chapter 023

Favorite Group’s Chubby Baby: I Have Four Big Daddies
Chapter 023 – You should call me Eighth Uncle

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Ye Qianning heard that the Prince and the Princess Changyang had two sons who unfortunately fell ill and died young, one at the age of twelve and the other at the age of four. Therefore, the couple doted on Nanxiang. Even a sneeze from Nanxiang could scare the couple.

The poisoning of Nanxiang this time, plus the skilled maid in front of her, may have resulted in the death of the previous two young princes in the mansion.

“Go, help me keep an eye on her.” Said Ye Qianning, staring at the bird above her head.

“Why?” The little bird on the tree shook its head, arrogantly.

“Three worms.”

“Five.”

“Deal.” Ye Qianning gestured, and the bird flew towards the maid.

The world of insects and birds was very simple. As long as you held onto their food, they could do things for you.

She was also curious about who Prince Changyang and Princess Changyang had offended. So ruthless, that he even killed several of their children.

Ye Qianning walked back, constantly shaking her head. She had died early in her previous life, and she wanted to live a long life in this life. For this idea, she had to accumulate more blessings for herself.

Night fell, and the spring night was slightly cool.

Ye Qianning gathered her clothes and trotted back. She was chubby and running a bit fast. In the eyes of outsiders, she seemed like a rolling ball……

“You cannot sprint in the mansion.” Said the small person blocking her path.

Ye Qianning stood still, while Sang Zhi stood not far away with his small hands on his back and a serious face.

“I’m not sprinting, I’m exercising.”

Sang Zhi stared at her with a stern expression, “Before entering the third brother’s place, follow me and I will teach you the rules.”

“You teach me the rules? Do you want to teach me to be old-fashioned like you?” Ye Qianning laughed, this small person was interesting.

“You should call me Eighth Uncle.” Sang Zhi said seriously.

“……”

Eighth uncle? More like eight hammers*.

*In Sichuan dialect, “hammer” also has other meanings: describing someone who is not upright or kind.

“Since you are the third brother’s daughter, you are my niece.”

Ye Qianning wanted to laugh: “Who told you that I am the third prince’s daughter?”

“Although you are fat, your eyes still resemble my third brother.” Sang Zhi said calmly.

“I’m afraid that you are fuzzy from too much reading, I’m much more beautiful than your third brother. “Ye Qianning, resting her hand on her small face, boasted: “If I lose weight, your beautiful face would have to stand aside.”

It’s not that she was boasting, she thought her looks were on top. She was as cute as a baby in a New Year’s picture. If she lost weight, she would definitely be a beautiful girl.

-baby in new year’s picture

Sang Zhi frowned: “One must know how to be humble.”

“What is humility?” Her little head shook.

“Humility is……”

Sang Zhi told her earnestly, as if an elder was teaching a younger generation in a profound way.

Ye Qianning looked at the sky speechlessly, and the little person was like a Tang monk reciting sutras in her ears.

-Tang Dynasty Buddhist monk.

“Do you understand?” Sang Zhi asked.

Ye Qianning shook her head.

“If you don’t understand, tomorrow after I finish my homework, I will slowly explain it to you.” Sang Zhi saw that she was distracted and felt that her understanding was not very good, so he had to teach her carefully.

“Come on, mud can’t support the wall*. You read it yourself, don’t come and bother me.” Ye Qianning waved her hand and said: “I’m not your third brother’s daughter.”

*Mud can’t support the wall is a Chinese idiom, which basically means that the mud is too thin to stick on the wall. Due to poor ability or low level, one cannot achieve success or cannot see the world.

Sang Zhi only thought that she was a child talking nonsense. After all, she had been wandering among the common people in the countryside for many years, so some bad habits were understandable.

From now on, he needs to give some serious advice to change some of her bad habits.

“I’m really not his child. If you don’t believe me, ask your brother.” Ye Qianning seemed to see his thoughts and denied them again.

It didn’t feel like a good thing to be targeted by this small but old-fashioned kid……

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