Mu Yun'er remained silent, ignoring the girl. No matter how much she persisted, he simply got into the car Deng Huai had arranged earlier.

After closing the car door, Mu Yunni looked at the girl who hadn't caught up outside the window and couldn't help but frown.

Today's girls are too bold, aren't they?

He's probably much older than that girl, tsk...

Besides, he's always been a bachelor, and now he has a little one. Marriage seems even more meaningless to him.

Reproduction?

Anyway, with Anbao, the Mu family's incense is considered unbroken, naturally able to comfort the spirits of their ancestors in heaven, right?

Deng Huai's hometown was in a very remote rural area. The mountain road, with eighteen bends, jolted An Bao awake.

An Bao nestled in Mu Yun's arms, rubbing her eyes, looking at the scenery outside with mountains upon mountains, she couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Uncle, where are we?"

Mu Yunni gently rubbed Anbao's head and smoothed the blanket, worried that he might catch a chill. Then she explained, "After we got off the plane, on the way here, Mr. Deng said it would take another half an hour to get there."

"Yes, Anbao, you can sleep for a while longer. We'll call you when we get there."

Dang Huai was driving, and when he heard An Bao's voice, he also smiled through the rearview mirror at An Bao.

An Bao murmured softly, trying to refuse, but her eyelids were so heavy that she could only mumble incoherently to herself before closing her eyes and falling asleep.

Deng Youyou watched An Bao sleeping beside her, so well-behaved. Even though she really wanted to play with An Bao, she didn't disturb her sleep. She just secretly tugged on a corner of An Bao's sleeve, waiting for her to wake up.

Shen Qing looked at her own daughter's fawning appearance, both helpless and amused.

However, Anbao is so cute, no wonder his own daughter likes him.

Half an hour later, their car finally pulled into a small village.

This small village is mostly unrenovated, with houses still made of old mud brick.

However, this house, thick with rustic charm, felt incredibly peaceful.

Most of the villagers are the elderly and children. Young people have almost all gone to the city to find work.

This village used to be even more impoverished, but later it got much better because Deng had money and built a wide road for the village.

Clearly, everyone in the village knew Deng Huai. When Deng Huai came back, many people surrounded him and chatted happily with him.

An old woman named Zhou Shn was even more enthusiastic, praising Deng Huai while also handing freshly made pancakes from her home to An Bao, who had just woken up and was still nestled in Mu Yun'ni's arms, and Deng Youyou beside him.

"Well now, these two dolls are truly beautiful. Deng Huaiwa, you're a blessed one to have such lovely children."

Auntie Zhou is Deng Huai's neighbor's wife and has been watching Deng Huai grow up since he was a child. Naturally, she is also very close to Deng Huai.

Deng Huai smiled sheepishly and said to Zhou, "Zhou also has good fortune, I heard that your family's Xiangwa is now the general manager? That's really amazing."

"Oh, even if I were the general manager, it wouldn't be as much as Deng Huaiwa's son earns! Besides, Deng Huaiwa's son even married such a beautiful daughter-in-law and had such a lovely granddaughter. My poor Xiangwa hasn't even found a partner! He and his father have really worried me to death."

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Zhou Shuni, don't worry. This isn't necessarily true. Maybe it's just that Xiangwa hasn't met his destined love yet? Besides, young people these days are all focused on their careers. It's good to get established first before getting married."

Deng Huai comforted Aunt Zhou, making her chuckle with laughter.

But An Bao was still munching on the scallion pancake Zhou's aunt had given him, fragrant and crispy, really delicious.

After looking at Zhou Sh's face again, An Bao seriously said: "Auntie, you don't have the fate of having a grandson, so there's no need to worry."

"Huh? Is that a granddaughter's destiny?"

Zhou Shen was taken aback, listening to the little dumpling's words, she didn't mind at all, instead jokingly asked.

"No, no granddaughter either. Your son doesn't like girls, your son doesn't..."

Before An Bao could say anything else, Mu Yun'er directly covered her little mouth. She apologetically addressed Zhou Shěn with a headache: "I apologize, my child was rambling, please don't take it to heart."

"Yes, yes, Zhou Shen, like this, we still have things to do, let's come see you tomorrow."

At this moment, Deng Huai hurriedly pulled Shen Qing and the others back, said a word to Zhou's wife, then grabbed Mu Yunni and the others and fled in disarray.

If this were said by someone else, Deng Huai probably wouldn't believe it. But since it came from An Bao's mouth, it was probably true...

That week, Zhou's son Xiangwa had become the general manager of a small company in the city. He was considered quite successful for his age, but over all these years, Xiangwa had never brought any girlfriends home. People said he was putting his career first, and everyone thought so.

But now that An Bao said this, it seems like… there's no way out.

Finally arrived at Deng Huai's house in the countryside. This house was a rare two-story bungalow in this village. It seemed to be renovated by Deng Huai, and it was relatively clean inside.

"Uncle, why didn't you let Anbao finish speaking?"

Mu Yun'er watched as the little dumpling looked at her with a confused expression. Those clear big eyes were full of innocence and bewilderment. She couldn't help but sigh.

You've said all that, we might get beaten to death in this village...

"It's not that your uncle doesn't let you say it, but this matter…" Mu Yunni didn't know how to explain. She looked rather embarrassed.

Mu Yun'er usually only deals with data, and she has no experience in teaching children.

"As for Shen Qing, she saw Mu Yunni's embarrassment and stepped forward with a smile to explain: "Anbao, everyone has their own secrets they don't want to tell others. Since it's a secret, even if we knew his secret, we should keep it for him. Otherwise, if the secret was known by everyone, wouldn't he be sad and heartbroken?"

Anbao nodded her little head in understanding and seriously said, "Well yeah, if Anbao's secret was told by someone else, then Anbao wouldn't be happy either, oh."

Mu Yun'er heard this, raised her eyebrows curiously and asked, "What secret does An Bao have?"

An Bao hurriedly covered her mouth, looking at Mu Yunni with a wary and guarded expression. She said in a hushed voice, “Uncle mustn’t ask! Secrets can’t be told, oh! If An Bao tells, she won’t be happy!”

Mu Yun'er looked at the little dumpling's fierce expression. It was like a little kitten baring its teeth and claws, biting him, but it didn't cause any physical harm. Instead, he was overwhelmed by this cute gesture.

"Alright, alright, no need to ask." Mu Yun'er affectionately rubbed An Bao's head, and didn't say anything more.

After a day of tiring travel, the group decided to rest for a night before visiting Deng Huaijia's ancestral grave the next day. They were unable to make it today.

The next morning, An Bao and his group ate breakfast and freshened up. Then Deng Huai was ready to take them to the ancestral grave site.

But the moment they stepped out, they ran into Aunt Zhou who was making a call with a grim expression.

Da Qiao's goddaughter is four and a half years old, pampered by her six uncles.