The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live

At the entrance of the Qin Family estate, the young master of the Qin Family, Qin Yuze, was neatly dressed, waiting for the return of his grandparents.

Qin Yuze was seventeen years old this year, tall and straight, with eyes like peach blossoms and eyebrows like cliff edges, handsome and stylish.

In school, Yuze was universally acknowledged as the male god and the most handsome boy.

Even though Yuze boasted an exceptionally outstanding lineage and good looks, he was a carefree and cynical character.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other members of his family were too busy to come today, and he had to do the pick-up, he would most likely have gone out early to play video games with his friends.

As the appointed time arrived and the person had yet to appear, Yuze impatiently glanced at his watch.

What was the old man up to?

Why hadn't he come yet?

Just as Yuze was growing impatient, a white Wuling Hongguang van stopped at the grand entrance of the Qin Family estate.

The driver, wearing a tank top and a straw hat, looked every bit the farmer.

The door at the back of the van slid open, and the elder Mr. Qin stepped down first, moving spryly and with agility.

After that, the elder Mr. Qin carefully reached out to help his wife, the old Mrs. Qin, his long-time companion.

"Be careful, be careful. Don't bump your head!"

Madam Qin said anxiously.

Watching from the side, Yuze thought to himself that his grandparents were still so affectionate with each other!

After such advancing age, they were still so concerned about one another!

Then, Mr. Qin carefully lifted a delicate and pretty little girl from the back seat of the van.

The little girl nestled in Mr. Qin's arms, sound asleep, with fair and tender cheeks, long eyelashes, and pouty lips, as if she had stepped right out of a fairy tale.

In her arms, the little girl was holding a pure white kitten, whose tiny head rested on the girl's arm.

Both the child and the pet were quite petite.

Yuze's eyes widened in surprise.

"Grandpa, who is she?"

What were grandpa and grandma up to? How did they end up with a little girl?

"Don't be so loud! You'll wake our little sweetheart!" Madam Qin hurriedly said.

Perhaps it was the lights brightening or the surrounding conversations that disturbed her, but the little girl slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of eyes larger than grapes, blinking innocently.

"Daddy." The little girl called out in a tender, milky voice, "Daddy."

Yuze's jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

What was this situation?

Was the little girl calling his grandpa "Daddy"?

"There, there, go back to sleep. We haven't reached home yet, sweetheart. Sleep a little longer," Mr. Qin gently coaxed.

Still half-asleep, the little girl's head flopped softly against Mr. Qin's shoulder, and within a few seconds, she fell back asleep.

"Grandpa, grandma, what's going on here?" Yuze asked in shocked surprise.

"It's nothing much; your grandma and I gave your dad a little sister. That's your aunt—blood related!" Mr. Qin said with total conviction.

"Grandpa, you... you're joking, right? You gave my dad a sister? But you two are already..." Yuze was dumbfounded. His grandparents were of significant age, after all!

"What joke? We're not joking. This is the daughter your grandma and I have given birth to," Mr. Qin said seriously, his expression solemn, not at all as if he were joking.

"Grandpa, grandma, I know you've always wanted a granddaughter, and it's been disappointing that dad and my uncles haven't been able to deliver. But if you wished to adopt a girl, it would be better for my dad or my uncles to adopt her. It's not really appropriate for you two..."