"Third Granduncle, I..."
Li Lei's timid voice pulled Old Man Qian back to reality.
The anger vanished from Old Man Qian's face in an instant, replaced by a kindly expression as gentle as a spring breeze. He rubbed the chubby boy's head. "Did I scare you? Third Granduncle wasn't mad at you. I just suddenly got a little angry. You're still the best-behaved one. Was there anything Little Sun Teacher taught today that you didn't understand? And how is your Wimpod Pokemon Egg doing?"
The chubby boy nodded lightly, then seemed to remember something. "Third Granduncle, this morning, Wimpod's Pokemon Egg suddenly shook a few times. Is it going to hatch?"
Old Man Qian rubbed the stubble on his chin. "Different Pokemon Eggs have some differences in their hatching process. Under normal circumstances, your Wimpod Pokemon Egg should hatch within five days."
The chubby boy jumped excitedly twice, but he still could not suppress the admiration in his heart. "Third Granduncle, that Mark really brought back so, so many Caterpie..."
"I told you not to mention that brat I don't know. Why are you bringing him up again?"
Old Man Qian glared at the chubby boy and rubbed his forehead. Just thinking of that brat Mark made him incomparably irritated.
He had repeatedly told Mark not to run around recklessly. The next morning, Mark was supposed to go to the Tomato Garden to help drive away snakes and get acquainted with the villagers while he was at it.
Yet the next morning, Mark was gone, leaving only a note behind.
He had known in his heart that Mark had grown accustomed to living wild. He had figured that keeping Mark at home for one day would be enough.
But Mark had not even stayed for a day before vanishing on