The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Yan Tianxiong was putting food on the table, and the phone rang, which was a video call from his second son, Yan Ziheng.

"This kid, I finally remembered my dad." Yan Tianxiong smiled and switched on the phone video, and a face similar to Yan Zicheng but more immature appeared on the phone screen.

"I said the old man, what is your look?" Yan Ziheng came up and asked Yan Tianxiong incomprehensibly. It's no wonder that he feels weird, but Yan Tianxiong's appearance in an apron and sleeves is too funny at the moment.

Yan Tianxiong was cheerful, "This is not our family just moved back to the old house, I will cook a few dishes to celebrate."

"You cook by yourself?" Yan Ziheng glanced around Yan Tianxiong, "No one will help you?"

"Hey, your sister-in-law knows nothing. Your Aunt Alan and Xuan Xuan are tired. I can't ask your grandma to come down and help me." Yan Tianxiong said indifferently.

Yan Ziheng's face was unhappy, "Isn't there another person who eats rice at home? Let that fool come down and help!"

"Nonsense!" Yan Tianxiong, who had originally smiled, suddenly lowered his face, "I tell you, don't say Chenxi like that! Don't be disrespectful to Chenxi! Otherwise, don't come back and stay outside for the rest of your life. Bar!"

Yan Ziheng pouted, "The whole family has been brainwashed... Even if you let me go back now, I won't go back. My brother told me that the situation at home is special recently, so I can stay outside as long as I can. Outside. I called back to tell you that I am going to the Imperial Capital with the research team. I said yes, there are novel discoveries in the Imperial Capital, and I may not be able to return to Jiangcheng for a while."

"Love or not come back! It's better to die outside!" Yan Tianxiong said with a cold face.

"I know, I know!" Yan Ziheng perfunctorily.

"That..." Yan Tianxiong coughed lightly, his face still stern, but his tone softened, "Is there enough money in my hand?"

Yan Ziheng smiled, "Enough, I don't usually spend much money, the research team gives me subsidies every month."

At this time, someone from Yan Ziheng came over and seemed to have said something to Yan Ziheng.

"Old man, I won't tell you anymore, the captain called me to leave." Yan Ziheng said anxiously.

"Well, okay, pay attention to your own safety, your research team is wading through the mountains and rivers day by day." Yan Tianxiong warned worriedly.

"Won't you just let me die outside?" Yan Ziheng quipped.

"Fuck off!" Yan Tianxiong scolded angrily.

"Well, let's not talk about it, I will pay attention to safety." After speaking, Yan Ziheng hung up the video call in a hurry.

Yan Tianxiong stared at the phone screen for a while, sighed, and put the phone in his pocket.

"You are young, what do you sigh for?"

The girl's voice sounded behind Yan Tianxiong.

Yan Tianxiong turned around and saw Yan Chenxi who was wearing a plain long sweater and draped in long hair.

"Old ancestor, have you rested well?" Now that there are no outsiders here, Yan Tianxiong still calls Yan Chenxi the ancestor.

"Yeah." Yan Chenxi stepped forward and looked at the dishes on the table.

Yan Tianxiong was a little embarrassed, "This...I'm in a hurry today, I can only make this temporarily, don't dislike it."

Yan Chenxi smiled, "You have a heart." Then, his eyes fell on the bottle of good wine on the table, "This is a good thing, Nobita, take a drink with me later."

Yan Tianxiong's eyes were bright and he nodded, "Yes!"

Yan Chenxi stared at the bottle of wine, her little cherry-red mouth continued, "You are young, don't always sigh to affect your positive energy."

In fact, every human being contains both positive and negative energies.

This kind of unique human energy may directly affect this person's magnetic field.

The more negative energy, the stronger the negative magnetic field. And this kind of negative magnetic field will directly affect the human brain, resulting in only seeing negative things and doing nothing well.

This is what humans say, bad luck, bad luck...

Some people like to connect this kind of thing with superstition and fantasy, but in fact, all the cruxes come from human beings.

Yan Tianxiong naturally wanted to listen to the words of the old ancestors. He nodded, "Yes, the younger generation knows. The younger generation was just worried about the second son, Ziheng, who joined a research team and often went to dangerous places. Exploration and research is called traveling. In fact, the younger generation knows that he just doesn't want to worry about him at home."

"Yan Ziheng...that brat..." Yan Chenxi was a little impressed.

"The child of Ziheng, Zicheng has completely two personalities. He is not as mature and stable as Zicheng. He has been naughty since childhood. But I know that he is a kind child. Since he was 18 years old, he has not been talking to me. Reaching out for a penny is not because I didn’t give it to him, but he didn’t want it. He was not interested in doing business, so he never interfered with Yanshi’s affairs. In fact, I knew in my heart that he just didn’t want to fight with Zi. Rob. This child, who is always sensible, makes me distressed, and it's because I am a father who is not in place..." Yan Tianxiong rarely confides in Yan Chenxi, like a child seeking the love of his elders.

"Nobita, you are a good father, and your children are all good children." Yan Chenxi said softly. At this moment, Li Yalan and Yan Yixuan walked out of the room, Yan Chenxi turned his head and looked, "Of course. It’s not your child, you can never be your child."

Yan Chenxi's thoughtless words caused Yan Tianxiong to be stunned. Following Yan Chenxi's eyes, he turned his head and saw Li Yalan and Yan Yixuan.

"You two have a good rest? You can eat. I'll call Mom and Tianjiao." Yan Tianxiong got up and went to the old lady's room.

Li Yalan and Yan Yixuan looked at Yan Chenxi's eyes and walked slowly to the table.

I don't know if they think too much, they always feel that Yan Chenxi's eyes can talk, and there is a dark and unclear glow in them.

I saw their inexplicable guilty conscience...

A family’s performance varies from one meal to another.

Yan Tianjiao complained, but did not eat less.

Shang Yufei was always quiet, silently eating the food in her bowl.

Li Yalan and Yan Yixuan sat on the table without moving their chopsticks much. After a few mouthfuls, the two went off the table on the excuse of being uncomfortable.

Mrs. Yan ate a bowl of rice for the sake of face, and even drank a small glass of wine with Yan Tianxiong and Yan Chenxi.

Almost all of the remaining bottle of wine was drunk by Yan Chenxi and Yan Tianxiong.

Even the meals made by Yan Tianxiong did not affect Yan Chenxi's appetite, not to mention the good things like wine.

Outside the window, Sanba hovered, watching Yan Chenxi drinking a cup of wine in the hall, feeling anxious...

Your lord captain... why are you drinking...

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[Went to my colleague’s funeral after get off work today, I just went home, and I will update it later~]