Zaizai Can Truly Take Care of Your Descendants' End-of-Life Care

Huo Chenling faced his son with a different expression, devoid of emotion, his demeanor indifferent.

"Huo Sichen, this is your sister, Zaizai."

Huo Sichen froze for a moment because he saw his own father, triggering a reflexive response. But upon hearing his father's words, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Zaizai? Sister?"

Their mother had been hospitalized for three months, so where did they suddenly get a sister from? And they even called her Zaizai!

"Dad, have you gone crazy thinking about having a daughter? Who did you bring back and claim as my sister? And you call her Zaizai? If her real father finds out you're calling his daughter Zaizai, be careful that he..."

Facing his father's icy gaze, little Huo Sichen instantly shut his mouth.

Zaizai looked at her foster father, then at the young boy outside the car. Noticing the similarity in their facial features, she instantly determined the boy's identity.

She wriggled out of her foster father's embrace and climbed out of the car. Swiftly, Huo Chenling and Huo Sichen, father and son, failed to react in time, and the Milky Dumpling had already grabbed onto Huo Sichen's thigh.

"You are Zaizai's older brother, right? Hello, older brother. I am Ming Zaizai, three and a half years old this year."

Dumpling was too short, and everyone in the Huo family had long legs. Even though Huo Sichen was only eight years old, Dumpling didn't reach his waist.

In order to let her older brother see her, Zaizai tiptoed, tilted her little head back, and stared at him with her beautiful big eyes.

Her adorable appearance was beyond words.

Huo Sichen was captivated by her cuteness, but he was a bit tsundere and couldn't let it show. His speech became stuttered, and his gaze began to wander.

"Y-you're... only three and a half... so... so young!"

Zaizai, like a little adult, nodded seriously. "Indeed, I'm very young, which is why I came to find Daddy! But don't worry, older brother, even though I'm young, I can definitely protect Daddy and you. I can take care of your end-of-life care!"

In the underworld, Dumpling heard the most about how people died without anyone to take care of their end-of-life affairs, how a hundred years later, there would be no one to visit their ancestors' graves, and how on Qingming Festival, they would see if the unfilial descendants had brought offerings to their ancestors. So, in Zaizai's heart, besides life itself, taking care of end-of-life affairs was the most important thing.

Huo Sichen blinked. "End-of-life care?"

Dumpling nodded. "Yes!"

Huo Sichen asked, "You'll do it for me?"

Dumpling nodded again. "Yes!"

Seeing that his older brother's expression seemed dissatisfied, dumpling tilted her head and added, "If you're willing, Zaizai can help take care of your descendants' end-of-life affairs in the future!"

Huo Sichen paused.

Huo Sichen quickly looked at his own father. "Dad, you didn't bring back a fool, did you?"

Before the word "fool" even left his mouth, Huo Sichen received a direct smack on the back of his head from his own father.

"Huo Sichen, Zaizai is your sister! How can a brother call his own sister a fool?"

Huo Sichen felt wronged. "But, Dad, she said she wants to take care of me and my descendants' end-of-life affairs! She cursed me!"

Dumpling looked confused and immediately explained, "No, older brother, Zaizai is telling the truth. Zaizai can really take care of your descendants' end-of-life affairs!"

Huo Sichen said, "Dad, listen to what she's saying!"

Huo Chenling gently held Zaizai's chubby little hand. "Zaizai, don't mind your older brother. Dad will take you inside to meet your Second Brother."

Huo Sichen muttered to himself, "Is this really their cold and indifferent biological father?"

Huo Sichen suddenly turned around and rushed towards the living room, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Second Brother, come down and see! Dad has gone crazy!"

Huo Chenling said, "..."

Zaizai listened attentively and quickly explained, "Older brother, Dad is not crazy. Dad is fine!"

Huo Sicjue was fast, but he didn't expect Dumpling to be faster. As he stepped onto the stairs with his long legs, the chubby Dumpling had already dashed into the living room. Huo Sijue who had come down from upstairs, felt something warm and soft clinging to his legs.

Looking down, his eyes met with milky dumpling’s.

Huo Sijue clicked his tongue and lifted Milky dumpling from his leg, holding her in his arms.

He gently weighed her and found she had some heft.

"So, you're Zaizai, our new family member?"

Milky dumpling's eyes gleamed, and she hugged her Big brother's neck, sniffing him and recognizing the same scent as her foster father.

"Hello, Big brother. I'm Ming Zaizai, three and a half years old this year!"

Huo Sichen had already rushed in and continued yelling at the top of his lungs.

"Second Brother, don't hold her! She's crazy! She said she wants to take care of me and my descendants' end-of-life affairs!"

Milky dumpling pouted and raised her chin in a spoiled manner.

"Third Brother, Zaizai is telling the truth. Zaizai is perfectly fine, no problem at all."

It was the one holding her, the Second Brother, who seemed abnormal.

She caught a faint scent of blood on him.

It wasn't on her foster father, and she didn't smell it when she hugged her Third Brother before.

Milky dumpling hugged her Second Brother's neck and planted a wet kiss on his cheek.

Who cares!

Let's label him first!

No one dares to lay a finger on her loved ones, or she'll lose it!

Huo Chenling, who witnessed this scene, became alert.

The second son had a serious case of cleanliness obsession.

His personality was rebellious and unruly, seemingly gentle and easygoing, but in fact, he was the most difficult to get along with among the three sons.

Even though he was holding Milky Dumpling now, it didn't necessarily mean he truly liked her.

Not to mention that she just kissed him.

Although he would have preferred the person receiving that kiss to be himself.

Huo Chenling furrowed his brow and quickly stepped forward, taking Milky Dumpling from his second son's embrace.

"Milky Dumpling is showing her likes toward you."

Huo Sijue came to his senses and lightly traced his fingertips over his cheek, feeling a slight dampness.

Realizing what it was, Huo Sijue's whole being went awry.

Unfortunately, Milky dumpling had no self-awareness at all and smiled at him brightly.

Huo Sijue: "..."

Even Huo Sichen, who was sulking, couldn't help but quietly explain for Milky dumpling.

"Second Brother, Zaizai is still young. Don't fuss her over!"

Huo Sijue's lips twitched, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

Milky dumpling suddenly stared at the top of his head and saw a faint black mist.

"Second Brother, have you been encountering ghosts lately?"

Huo Sichen covered his face heavily. "Milky dumpling, I won't be able to save you!"

The Second Brother had two major taboos: first, cleanliness obsession, and second, just like the Eldest Brother, he scoffed at the mention of ghosts and gods! Anyone who brought it up would face his wrath!

Huo Chenling's expression darkened upon hearing Milky dumpling's words.

Milky dumpling had the ability to see spirits, and she must have seen something from Sijue.

"Sijue, answer your sister's question."

Huo Sijue suddenly sneered, his eyes full of rebellion and hatred, despite being just a junior high school student.

"Sister? What thing is that?"

Huo Chenling's face grew serious, about to react, but then Milky dumpling spoke softly.

"Thing? Zaizai isn't a thing, Zaizai is Zaizai!"

Seeing the growing rebellion and hatred in her Second Brother's eyes, the living room was filled with a sudden surge of gloom, and Milky dumpling gently touched her Second Brother's forehead with her tender fingers.

With a light tap, Huo Sijue had the sensation that his forehead was about to be crushed. However, the heavy feeling he had since returning from the abandoned villa in the suburbs disappeared suddenly, leaving him inexplicably relaxed.

The rebellion and hatred in his eyes also vanished, and he looked at the plump dumpling of joy staring at him with confusion.

"Zaizai?"

Milky dumpling, with a sweet voice, asked him, "Second Brother, have you been to any special place recently?"

Huo Sijue couldn't ignore the sensation he had just experienced, and Milky dumpling's gaze was too pure, too innocent.

Beside him, Huo Sichen furrowed his brow, feeling somewhat unhappy.

"Uncle called him and made him go to an abandoned villa in the suburbs. It's completely deserted, and we don't know why he had to go!"