Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle Chapter 294 - Not A Little Fruit Sapling

Chapter 294: Not A Little Fruit Sapling

When he looked up again, he saw the brat walk out of the room with a sleepy face. Her fair face was covered in black ink, and there was a suspicious liquid on her chin. He bellowed, “Didn’t you say you wanted to study? Are you studying how to sleep?”

Ling Sheng grinned and shook her head foolishly. She reached out with her fingers and gestured, her voice still hoa.r.s.e from sleep. “I just slept for a while. I really just slept for a while!”

“Why are you so fierce? Sheng Sheng learned this from you.” Su Xiyin glared at him.

Huo Ci was extremely proud as he shot Ling Sheng a look. “What do you mean she learned this from me? How can I be like her? She doesn’t even have a high school diploma. I was the college entrance examination top scorer back in the day!”

“Why don’t you say that you scored 120 points in math, which was an extraordinary performance? You usually failed.” Su Xiyin did not give him any face and directly exposed him in front of everyone.

Ling Sheng nodded in enlightenment and said, “So my poor math abilities were inherited from my father. I understand!”

“What are you talking about? I wasn’t interested in learning back then. If I had studied seriously, I would have gotten 200 points!” Huo Ci was anxious, so he let out a cold snort, looking unconvinced.

“Father.” Ling Sheng spoke faintly and reminded him kindly, “The full mark for Mathematics is only 150.”

“…” Huo Ci glared at her ferociously. Look, look! What kind of d*mn daughter was she? She was waiting around the corner to laugh at him!

Su Xiyin gave him a complicated look and called out to Ling Sheng. “Sheng Sheng, go and pluck some bok choy. We’ll make some mixed vegetables later.”

“Mommy, I’ll come with you.” Xiaoqi followed her obediently and started discussing the problem of inherited genes with his mother seriously. “Mommy, do you think I’ll fail math in the future?”

Ling Sheng nodded. “That’s possible.”

Huo Ci let out a disdainful snort. What did it have to do with him if she failed? After all, she had inherited some good genes. He turned around and returned to the house. His heart was tender and supple. It felt a little warm, and the empty feeling of loss had long disappeared.

When Ling Sheng reached the balcony, she turned around and shouted, “Father, your Snow White strawberries have germinated!”

Huo Ci said he got it and followed them. When he saw the adult and child chatting, he winced a little.

That brat was really thick-skinned. The skin of the child and the skin of the adult were equally thick. Despite being scolded like that yesterday, she had forgotten in the blink of an eye. It seemed like she was determined to blame him.

Ling Sheng had just finished was.h.i.+ng the bok choy when she received a notification on her phone.

Huo Ci: The second day after the Snow White strawberries germinate, you must raise the little fruit sapling just like raising a child. Sorry about yesterday. [Picture of Snow White sapling]

[Ahhh, what did I just see? My Ci is finally open for business. Big boss, can you appear more? Boohoohoo, I’m so touched that I’m crying.]

[Brother Ci, what are you sorry for?]

Huo Ci: I forgot to water the plant.

[Ahhh, I got a reply. It’s alright, don’t forget next time. I think I saw an automatic watering machine for sale. I’ll send it to you when I find it.

[Breathe in… Ci replied to me. I can rest in peace now.

[Oh my G.o.d, what kind of luck is this? I’m the luckiest person of the year. No one can s.n.a.t.c.h this from me!]

[Ci, you’re going to get moldy. Please come out to work. Look at my longing eyes. Ah, as a fan of your career, this is really difficult for me.]

[The person above should watch their words. Our Ci was at Everyone’s Magical Power Emergence two months ago, so how can you say that he is getting moldy? As a come-what-may fan, I can’t take it anymore. Ci, where’s your drama? Where’s the movie? What about variety shows? Where’s the 500-million solo?]

[Yes, you have to give us the 500-million solo you owe us this year!]

[Oh my G.o.d, Brother Ci is back in business today. Please call me Huo (Fruit Farmer) Ci. I’m asking sincerely. Brother Ci, are you planning to return to the farm?]

Ling Sheng scrolled through the comments. They were extremely harmonious, and the interactions were hilarious. Old fans were indeed considerate. She walked quietly to his side and asked, “Father, am I the little fruit sapling, or is it Xiaoqi?”

“Go and cook.” Huo Ci turned around and glared at her. Then, he kicked Xiaoqi, who was beside him, and ordered him, “Get me the beef jerky from over there.”

Xiaoqi ran over to get some beef jerky. His big eyes stared at him as he asked, “Grandpa, what’s a little fruit sapling?”

Huo Ci said, “You’re a little fruit sapling.”

Xiaoqi looked at his arms and legs and denied this seriously. “Xiaoqi is a child, not a little fruit sapling.”