Chapter 9: The Real Heir in a Fake Young Master Heartthrob Novel

The next day, Shen Yijing was still worried that his little one might still be scared because of what happened. After waking up, he found Jiujiu still asleep and reached out to stroke his soft belly.

His little one was already timid, let alone seeing a bird just like him being killed at such close range.

Jiujiu vaguely felt in his sleep that someone was hitting him. He forced himself to open his eyes and took a look. Seeing it was his dad, he immediately relaxed.

“It tickles when you rub my tummy, Dad.”

Jiujiu’s voice was a bit slurred after just waking up. After saying that, he rolled over and lay there, with his bottom and back exposed to Shen Yijing’s view.

“Like this.”

Shen Yijing simply picked him up and placed him in his palm. The heavy feeling gave him a sense of relief that this little one was growing up.

Wawa, unable to continue sleeping, rubbed his eyes with his wings and looked at his dad helplessly.

“Tomorrow, Jiujiu will get up early and perch on Dad’s mouth and nose!”

“Then Jiujiu will be eaten by Dad.”

Shen Yijing pretended to open his mouth wide and leaned in to bite Jiujiu. Jiujiu instinctively covered his head with his wings and angrily replied:

“Dad, you’ve changed!”

“No change, let’s go, time to eat.”

After returning here, Shen Yijing realized that even if he was a child, he still needed to brush his teeth, unlike what Mother Shen said, that children didn’t need to be so particular.

After recalling the past, Shen Yijing subconsciously turned his head to look at the chubby bird sitting there, swinging its claws and waiting for him. He instinctively asked:

“Does Jiujiu need to brush his teeth?”

The actively wiggling little claws suddenly paused. Even with his small beady eyes, one could see the shock.

He moved closer to his dad, opened his mouth wide, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Can you see clearly now? Where would Jiujiu have teeth!!!

“Ahem, I’m sorry.”

Shen Yijing quickly apologized. Now that he thought about it, even he felt that what he had just said was a bit strange.

While washing his face, he also helped Jiujiu wipe his face, successfully appeasing the sulking little bird.

After winter officially set in, Shen Yijing’s days became a bit difficult. Previously, he had chilblains on his hands because he had to wash clothes in winter.

This time, after just washing his hands and being exposed to the cold wind, the chilblains began to recur. His mother specifically bought him ointment, but unfortunately, it didn’t work quickly.

Jiujiu, who was usually lively and loved to play everywhere, also started to quiet down. Whenever he was free, he would lie on his dad’s hand that had chilblains, covering his dad’s hand with his very soft and pet-able downy feathers.

“Jiujiu is super warm, Jiujiu is also super cute, Jiujiu is the cutest existence in this world~”

He could stay here quietly with his dad and not go out, but Jiujiu really couldn’t sit still.

Mother Gu heard Jiujiu chirping, but Shen Yijing could hear his muttering.

“Jiujiu loves Dad, Dad loves Jiujiu, Dad is willing to kiss Jiujiu’s butt~ And can let Jiujiu step on his nose~”

Shen Yijing, who was originally charmed by him, frowned instantly when he heard him sing this part, and pressed his head with his other hand.

“Not willing.”

When his little one was particularly willful, his claws had stepped on his face before, but the other thing was not allowed.

Jiujiu’s body stiffened, then he moved his head out and continued to sing:

“Dad is willing, Dad just won’t admit it, la la la~”

Anyway, Jiujiu would absolutely never admit that it was all his own fantasy, and his dad was indeed unwilling.

In the past, Emperor Dad would make him copy books with great difficulty using his claws when he said such things, but now this easily fooled dad would also refute.

Dad wasn’t willing, and Jiujiu wouldn’t force him. Anyway, he definitely had to finish singing to be happy. Once he finished singing, it was as if Dad had done it in his mind.

Shen Yijing looked at his silly waddling bottom and couldn’t help but turn his head to the other side. Even Mother Gu, who saw this scene, found it a bit amusing.

“What is Jiujiu chirping about? He looks so happy?”

“Probably thinks the cake Mom made tastes good and is reminiscing.”

Mother Gu put down what she was holding, her eyes smiling when she heard this.

“Is it Jiujiu who wants to eat, or you? Later, I’ll have the nanny buy some fresh fruit, and I’ll make it for you this afternoon.”

Jiujiu looked like a newly hatched chick, but genetically, he was indeed a phoenix.

The phoenix’s magnificent tail feathers were their proudest possession, and the greatest compliment to them was that their tail feathers were beautiful.

Although Jiujiu’s tail feathers hadn’t grown out yet, he was still as proud of his feathers as a phoenix with beautiful tail feathers.

If he had tail feathers, Jiujiu would rather his dad kiss his tail feathers.

But since he didn’t have them yet, he could only settle for the feathers on his butt.

Previously, Shen Yijing had been suffering from the cold, and the chilblains weren’t too uncomfortable. Now, staying in the warm indoors, the back of his hand was excruciatingly itchy.

Every time he wanted to scratch his chilblain-affected right hand with his left, he had to reluctantly give up because Jiujiu was perched there.

Jiujiu only perched on his dad’s hand for three days, and Shen Yijing’s chilblains healed. When he heard Mother Gu praise the chilblain cream’s effectiveness at the dinner table, Jiujiu quietly tucked in his wings.

The chilblain cream might not have been very effective; the truly powerful one was him, but unfortunately, he couldn’t boast about this.

Ever since he watched the magician kill that pigeon, Jiujiu began to be wary of humans. Besides his dad, he didn’t want to tell this secret to anyone.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and Father Gu’s company had already closed for the holidays. Soon, it was New Year’s Day.

It was permissible to set off fireworks and firecrackers at this time. Gu Fu, knowing there were children in the house, specifically bought many varieties.

Besides those to be set off on New Year’s Eve, there were also many for the children to play with. Every time Shen Yijing lit a firecracker, Jiujiu would join in the fun, flapping his little wings with excitement.

Soon it was New Year’s Day. When the fireworks were set off, Jiujiu nestled in his father’s arms beforehand, covering his ears with his wings. He was both nervous and a little expectant, as he had never seen these things before.

Shen Yijing had seen them, but only at other people’s homes. He looked up, staring at the fireworks blooming in the sky, and the sudden loud bangs. The lively New Year atmosphere reached its peak when his parents handed him red envelopes.

“Thank you.”

Jiujiu was only a little scared at the very first bang. After a while, he wasn’t afraid anymore. He stretched out his wings towards Gu Mu and chirped twice at her.

Dad has one, so what about Jiujiu’s?

Shen Yijing was a little afraid his parents hadn’t prepared one for Jiujiu and it would be awkward, so he handed one of his own to Jiujiu.

After Jiujiu hugged one with his wings, he was still staring eagerly at his father’s other one. The greedy little chubby bird wanted to snatch both of his father’s.

“Jiujiu has one too.”

Gu Mu smiled and pulled out another red envelope, handing it to Jiujiu. This red envelope was bigger than Jiujiu, but he could hold it well with his wings.

Jiujiu also shared one of his with Shen Yijing; he wasn’t that kind of stingy little one.

During the New Year’s Eve dinner, Gu Fu uncharacteristically drank alcohol, Gu Mu drank imported wine, and Shen Yijing and Jiujiu had orange juice in front of them.

Jiujiu poked his head in and took a sip. The fruit flavor was very strong and sweet. After one sip, Jiujiu couldn’t resist and poked his head in again for another drink.

That night, while Shen Yijing and the others were staying up late, Jiujiu fell asleep early in his father’s arms, only to be woken later by the firecrackers celebrating the arrival of the God of Wealth.

Complaining about the noise, he burrowed feathersther into his father’s arms.

Soon after the Lantern Festival, it was time for school to start. Shen Yijing was a transfer student and had to learn new content from first grade.

He was a little older than his classmates in the same grade, and he seemed very sensible, so he was chosen as class monitor by the teacher.

What was most surprising was that Gu Qian also appeared at this school. Gu Mu found out after asking around that she had only mentioned it casually, but her friend had actually completed the adoption procedures for Gu Qian.

“That little girl Huo Sitong kept refusing to eat, saying that if her parents didn’t bring Gu Qian over, she would starve herself to death.”

When Gu Mu mentioned this at the dinner table, she clearly showed some disgust for this behavior. Gu Fu was the same, and he even glanced at Shen Yijing when he spoke.

Fortunately, their Yijing didn’t look like a child who would do such a thing.

When Shen Yijing went to school, Jiujiu was left at home. What Gu Mu found strange was that because her son wasn’t home, Jiujiu slept all day, not even eating at noon.

But as soon as her son arrived home from school, it was as if he sensed something, and he quickly flew to Shen Yijing.

“Is it really okay for Jiujiu not to eat at noon?”

Gu Mu quickly changed the subject and brought up another matter. Jiujiu, who was pecking at rice, heard someone call him and quickly shook his head, then patted his chest with his claw.

If Jiujiu didn’t have to take care of his father, he could sleep for decades.

“It’s okay.”

After Shen Yijing understood what Jiujiu wanted to express, he helped Jiujiu reply to his mother and then picked up a piece of vegetable for Jiujiu.

Jiujiu was a little disgusted by the sudden appearance of the vegetable. When he tried to push it aside with his beak, he remembered that his father had given it to him, and reluctantly ate it.

After dinner, Shen Yijing was in his room doing his homework. Compared to before, now when he came home, as long as his parents knew he was doing homework, they would even lighten their footsteps when passing his room door.

“Dad, what are you writing?”

“I’m writing Pinyin.”

“What is Pinyin?”

“Pinyin is Pinyin.”

Although Jiujiu still didn’t understand, after his father explained it twice, he was too embarrassed to ask again. He pretended to be very knowledgeable and proficient, nodding his head gently.

“Oh, Pinyin is Pinyin.”