Chapter 1269 - 559: Although It’s Not My Dog, I Don’t Want My Relatives to Be Able to Use It Directly

Chapter 1269: Chapter 559: Although It’s Not My Dog, I Don’t Want My Relatives to Be Able to Use It Directly

"Hey—Min," Grandma, wearing an old-style floral apron, came out after a while. Her eyes lit up when she saw Lin Li getting off the car on the other side, and she spoke in dialect:

"Hey, Lin is here too, you’re up early today."

Grandpa passed away a few years ago, so now it’s just Grandma at home, but she has a local dog named Huang to keep her company.

At this moment, Huang also ran out, first circling around Wu Min, who was more familiar and often seen these days, then sensed the friendly aura from Lin Li next to him, feeling Lin Li was practically his kin, even more dog-like than himself. The target quickly shifted to Lin Li, circling him again and again, wagging his tail vigorously.

"Yes, Grandma, happy New Year." Lin Li stroked the dog’s head, looked up, and replied with a smile in dialect, "Wishing you plentiful New Year blessings, good health, constant laughter, all things going smoothly, peace and happiness every day, Grandma!"

"Good, good, happy New Year, happy New Year, Lin, wait a moment, Grandma will get you a red envelope."

For young people, such mouthfuls of blessings might be awkward, but for the elderly, it is an unbeatable special attack—Grandma couldn’t stop smiling, nodding repeatedly, instinctively touching her cotton jacket pocket, then took off her sleeve protectors and disappeared at the doorway.

Wu Min laughed a bit, Lin Li, aside from times when he was clueless, was quite sensible otherwise.

In ancient times, when a prime minister or other senior official planned to retire as they aged, as long as they had achievements and weren’t resented by the Emperor, there would be three requests and refusals.

Holding the red envelope, Lin Li perhaps felt like a prime minister with achievements himself.

In theory, at Lin Li’s age, he might not need it anymore, but the elders’ judgment is the same as the review at Qidian—it doesn’t matter how many years you’ve written; as long as you’re in high school, eighteen or nineteen, even if your ID says you’re eighty, you’re still a child.

What more is there to say? Just take the red envelope!

"Lin Li, haven’t had breakfast yet?"

"That’s right, Grandma."

"Then Grandma will cook you some snacks to eat."

"Alright, but Grandma, remember to cook a little less."

"Less? Look how thin you are. I even doubt whether your mom gives you food at home—you need to eat more, definitely."

"Alright, Grandma." Lin Li smiled helplessly.

There’s a kind of thinness called Grandma thinks you’re thin.

There’s a kind of not full called Grandma thinks you didn’t eat enough.

As for these so-called snacks, they are actually boiled rice noodles, served with toppings like shrimp, mushrooms, and pork.

In past years, Lin Li would arrive at Grandma’s house around nine or ten in the morning, and although lunch was essentially a feast, according to tradition, he still needed to eat a snack. Every time he’d ask for a little less, but each time he said it, Grandma would scoop a bit more.

Moreover, rice noodles really absorb the soup quickly, so if you don’t eat fast, they’ll eat faster than you.

Let’s just say that coincidentally, self-replicating rice noodles can’t be defeated even with all your might.

But times have changed, Lin Li now has a cultivation-enhanced stomach, and this time, he will surely win!

"Alright, Lin Li, you sit down for now, play with Huang for a bit. Grandma will call you to eat later. Min, have you eaten yet? I’ll cook you a portion too."

"Mm-hmm, Mom, I’ll help you in the kitchen." Wu Min nodded and followed towards the innermost kitchen area.

With the two moms gone, the front hall now only had the two dogs.

—At this hour, not to mention Lin Li’s cousins, even the uncles and aunts of Wu Min’s generation haven’t arrived yet.

To pass the time, Lin Li chose to go outside and train the dog.

"Huang! Sit!"

"No, I said sit! Don’t come over! Hurry up, sit!"

"That’s it! Good dog! I’ll give you a treat!"

The aunt at the neighboring door was watching Lin Li train the dog with a curious look for a moment.

Because when Lin Li gave the ’sit’ command, Huang actually sat, but he wasn’t satisfied, repeatedly urging it to ’sit’, ’don’t come over’, until finally Huang, somewhat puzzled, ran over to him. Only then did Lin Li nod in satisfaction and take a treat out of his pocket as a reward.

And so he repeatedly trained Huang.

This kid Lin Li really had a knack for training dogs, Huang learned surprisingly fast.

"Lin Li, what are you doing?" The aunt couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

These neighbors in rural row houses really are the ’distant relatives can’t compare to close neighbors’ kind of neighbors, very familiar with each other, thus her casually calling out Lin Li’s name was normal—everyone basically knew each other.

"Huh? Oh, Aunt, I’m adjusting Huang’s key mapping."

"I don’t want Grandma’s dog to be directly usable by others if picked up." Lin Li said seriously.

Auntie: "?"

Forget it, this is Lin Li, no surprises here.

...

The second batch of relatives to come for New Year’s were Lin Li’s uncle and aunt.

The two walked here, perhaps parked their car elsewhere, as there’s only so much space at the front door, not enough for too many cars.

"Uncle, Aunt." Lin Li greeted them at the door, stopping his play with Huang, "Happy New Year."

"Hey, Lin Li." Both nodded, "Happy New Year."

"Where’s your mom?"

"I’m making snacks with Grandma. How about Brother Lifeng? Why isn’t he here?"

"Oh, he’s still sleeping. He’ll ride over later himself."

"Oh, oh, Auntie, please come in." As they got closer, Lin Li let his aunt pass, but stopped his uncle, holding out his hand, "Uncle, not so fast."

"Woof woof!"

Although Da Huang was wagging his tail in a welcoming manner, he also blocked the door, barking twice in support.

"Lin Li, there are some things I can willingly give to you, but you shouldn’t ask for them..." Uncle squinted his eyes and snorted, "If you don’t ask, I’d naturally give it to you. But if you ask directly, I won’t want to give it..."

Hearing this, Lin Li calmly nodded, "Uncle, I understand."

Lin Li reached into his pocket, took out a pair of scissors, and made a few snipping motions in the air, as if testing their sharpness.

Then, he grabbed a tuft of his own hair and brought the scissors closer to it.

Uncle: "(゜▽゜)?"

Hey! Monster! What on earth did you understand!!

"Stop!! Lin Li! Your body and hair are gifts from your parents! Without your mom’s consent, how can you cut your hair on a whim! It’s unfilial! Extremely unfilial!" Uncle hurriedly stopped him, laughing as he scolded.

Great, it’s the first month haircut superstition, no uncle for us!

Lin Li didn’t speak, only kept his palm outstretched.

"Fine! Fine! I’ll give it to you, okay!" Uncle reached into his pocket and took out a prepared red packet, placing it in Lin Li’s hand, smiling helplessly.

"Uncle, please come in." Lin Li respectfully made way.

Ancestors did not deceive me; dealing with uncles, this trick works indeed.

First month haircut, uncle dies.

First month hair extensions, uncle resurrects.

First month hair dye, uncle becomes colorful.

First month protein treatment, uncle becomes slick.

First month hair straightening, uncle becomes a staunchly straight man.

First month perm, uncle leaves auntie and becomes someone else’s bride.

According to unofficial history, it was this very trick that Shen Xiang used to take down Yang Jian, and according to the unofficial history’s unofficial history, after discovering that Yang Jian’s causal weaponry could be used this way, he directly took down his uncle, the Jade Emperor.

Half an hour later, more commotion arose at the entrance.

Finally arrived the second younger bunch besides Lin Li—this group was Little Aunt and her daughter and son, Qin Xuan and Miao Miao.

"Little Aunt, Happy New Year."

"Thank you, Lin Li, Happy New Year to you too."

"Where’s Uncle?"

"Oh, he took Lele to visit the grandparents today..."

While Lin Li was exchanging pleasantries with Little Aunt, Qin Xuan took a step back.

The reason was simple, she was a bit afraid of dogs.

It wasn’t that she was terrified at the sight of a dog, otherwise Grandma wouldn’t have one, just that if it got to close contact, she’d get a bit uneasy.

So, when Da Huang circled around Little Aunt in welcome, then turned its eyes to her and the Miao Miao she was holding, wagging its tail as it approached charmingly, Qin Xuan held out her hand and shouted, "Da Huang, sit! Stay put!"

Da Huang: "!"

Got it! ’Sit’! I know this one!

"Woof woof!!"

Upon receiving the command, Da Huang excitedly lunged forward!

Qin Xuan: "?"

"No!! Da Huang! I told you to sit, sit! Don’t come over!!!"

"Woof woof woof (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧!!!"

"You can’t just come over like that!!!"

"Woof!!"

At the entrance, still chatting with Little Aunt, Lin Li watched his cousin flee, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Yes, yes, yes, this is exactly what I wanted to see.

Good thing I changed the key bindings on purpose.

Meanwhile.

The Aunt still at the door next door: "?"