Call Me Uncle
"Baobao, come here. Don't disturb your parents."
Feng Yao was playing a guessing game with his wife, while Lin Feng called Feng Baobao back.
"Ayiya!"
Feng Baobao held a thoroughly gnawed-clean corncob in her hand and pointed at it, babbling away.
Lin Feng had only just healed her a little, yet in the blink of an eye, she had reverted.
It seemed this Baobao really was somewhat strange. Lin Feng had never expected that even he could not cure her illness.
"Come on, Uncle will play with you."
Perhaps because Lin Feng had conjured tasty food for her before, Feng Baobao bore no hostility toward him.
Instead, just as she did with her parents, she happily opened her little arms toward Lin Feng, asking to be held.
Lin Feng smiled, stepped forward, scooped Baobao up, and teased her until she giggled.
"Hahaha! Honey, you lost!"
Thud!
Feng Yao had barely let out his triumphant laugh when, the next instant, his wife swung a stick and solidly smacked him on the head.
The stick struck his head with a dull sound, like slapping a watermelon.
Feng Yao clutched his head, grinning foolishly as he ran back. Excitedly, he said, "Brother Lin, many thanks. We can leave now."
"Aren't you bringing your wife? It wouldn't be good for her to stay here alone. Let her come with us, so she can take care of Baobao at all times. When I'm meditating, Baobao won't be left without anyone to look after her."
Lin Feng stuffed Baobao into Feng Yao's arms and spoke.
"We're bringing Baobao too?"
Feng Yao asked in surprise.
"Isn't that obvious? If I figure it out, shouldn't I let Baobao try practicing it?"
Lin Feng rolled his eyes.
"Oh, right. Still, I should call in a few