Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Although Shi Lingyu was a young girl, she was bold and she liked all kinds of bugs. She had told Ling Sheng that the bee pupa was the best.

When she had tutored Little Feng at night, she had seen a big hive at his house. Little Feng had said that he had picked it himself and he could take them there on the weekend.

Ji Fanchen did not say anything, but he did not eat a single grasshopper.

No matter what he did, he had a very upright manner. There was nothing wrong with him, but he was very disciplined.

For example, if one was eating, one had to keep one’s back straight. One’s arms and chopsticks had to maintain a standard position. One had to get enough food at the first attempt and never make a second attempt.

“Brother Chen, eat it. It’s delicious.” Cheng Ye picked up a grasshopper for him and put it in his bowl. “It’s really delicious. I didn’t dare eat it initially either. You’ll know how delicious it is after eating it.”

Ji Fanchen avoided his chopsticks and shook his head. “I don’t like it.”

Ling Sheng smiled sneakily and whispered, “Are you scared?”

“No.”

Ling Sheng said, “Why wouldn’t you dare to eat if you’re not afraid?”

Ji Fanchen’s body stiffened for a moment before he let out a low cough to hide his embarrassment. “I don’t like eating these weird things.”

Ling Sheng did not tease him anymore. He was like the Third Master, who had clearly refused and resisted the food even though his whole body had craved it. However, the Third Master was much better than him. At the very least, he had eaten one.

Shi Lingyu smiled secretly as well. She used her elbow to touch her, asking her to stop teasing him. Ji Fanchen was not someone who could take teasing to begin with.

When they were sleeping that night, Ji Fanchen finally sensed that there was still some smell on him. He asked Cheng Ye softly, “Little Ye, are you asleep?”

Cheng Ye replied, “No.”

Ji Fanchen asked, “Is my body’s smell strong? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

Cheng Ye replied, “No, I can’t smell it. You already showered. Where does it smell?”

Ji Fanchen said, “Why don’t I go downstairs to sleep?”

Cheng Ye’s voice was low. “There’s really no smell. Brother Ji, your body smells nice.”

Ji Fanchen’s heart skipped a beat as he asked curiously, “Do I smell like something?”

Cheng Ye nodded, proving that he no longer had the smell of cow dung on him. “Yes, I can’t put a finger on it either. It’s just a very fresh and fragrant smell. It’s very similar to the smell of grass after the rain. I always thought you were wearing perfume.”

Ji Fanchen asked, “Really?”

Cheng Ye said, “Yes.”

In the master bedroom next door…

Ling Sheng had just returned after making a call.

“Sheng Sheng, who were you talking to? Look at your blissful expression. I’m so envious…” Shi Lingyu teased her.

“With my lover, of course.” Ling Sheng climbed onto the bed with a smile. “If you’re jealous, go find a lover as well.”

“Are you serious?” Shi Lingyu did not believe her. “You’re really in love?”

Ling Sheng smiled even more slyly. “Who mentioned love? I was just having a long chat with my lover. Don’t you see me making phone calls every night?”

That was right!

That was her lover!

Her precious son, the lover of her previous life¹!

Shi Lingyu felt that she could not speak the truth, so she did not ask her. After all, this was her private matter, so she could only ask, “Who’s the neighbor next door? I think I’ve seen him before.”

“He’s just an old man who isn’t very healthy. I met him the night when I went to get Little Gray. It was inconvenient for him to move, and there was no one at home to take care of him. It was quite pitiful.” Ling Sheng sighed with sympathy.