"Third Uncle?"
Held in his arms, Qin Yan tilted her little head in confusion.
Fu Yunting stroked her naturally curly hair.
"Your third uncle went into the mountains and got lost. He's asking us to rescue him."
"We'll talk about it after your Younger Uncle gets back."
"Let me tell you..."
At the mention of his third brother, Fu Yunting felt a powerful urge to complain.
So Qin Yan sat on her uncle's lap, her eyes wide, and listened in bewilderment as he recounted all sorts of embarrassing stories about her third uncle.
For instance, because he had no sense of direction and a strange little survival-in-danger buff, the first time he went out into the streets alone and got lost was when he was five. Human traffickers spotted him and took him away.
But soon afterward, those traffickers ran into a team of special police pursuing drug dealers. The whole lot of them were caught, and quite a few abducted children were rescued as well.
When he was twelve, he went on an outing in the countryside with his classmates. Neither his classmates nor his teacher knew about his lack of direction, so they sent him to gather firewood. Once he left, he couldn't find his way back.
Without a phone, he could only wander around like a headless chicken. Then... after walking for five days and five nights, he ended up in the neighboring province.
When they found him, he looked like a filthy stray dog.
Miraculously, though, he somehow hadn't starved to death.
After that, the family had a miniature tracking chip implanted beneath the skin of his wrist.
That way, even if he wandered off somewhere again because of his terrible sense of direction, they could locate him without him having a phone.
Qin Yan listened