"He told me to call him Grandpa directly, but you still have to call him Village Chief Grandpa. That means, to you, being village chief comes before being grandpa."
"And before he passed away, he only asked me to stay by his side. He left his inheritance to me too."
Yan Xianjue counted off each point on his fingers for Chubby.
No matter how much the village chief had taught him, and no matter how much more he knew than children his age, Chubby was still just a kindergarten-aged child.
He did not really understand what Yan Xianjue was saying, but as Yan Xianjue laid out each point, the look in his eyes gradually shattered.
Not far away, Yan Ci stood beside Yan Yi'an with an ice cream of unknown origin in his mouth. "I told you already. Yan Xianjue is the biggest asshole in this family."
Yan Ci shook his head in disapproval. "Even if it's the truth, how could he tell such cruel truths to such a little kid?"
Half a minute later, he realized Yan Yi'an did not seem to have answered him at all.
Yan Ci could not help turning to look at Yan Yi'an's expression, only to see him stroking his chin in deep thought.
Yan Ci grew curious. "Big Brother, what are you thinking about?"
Yan Yi'an said, "Nothing."
Yan Ci did not believe him, but Yan Yi'an had not finished speaking.
He continued, "I'm just looking at a possibility."
Yan Ci became even more curious and, unusually patient, pressed on, "What possibility?"
Yan Yi'an said with certainty, "The possibility of prizing a child away from Yan Xianjue."
Yan Ci's pupils shook as he took two large steps back on the spot.
"You're crazy," he said firmly.
What normal person would want to raise