A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

Back at the reservoir, Yang Qi found Number One and asked, "Number One, can you do me another favor?"

"Sir, please speak."

Yang Qi thought for a moment and then explained his plan: "I'm going to Ling Province in the next few days. While I'm gone, could you keep an eye on the reservoir for me? Make sure no one gets on it."

"It's nothing, sir. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on the reservoir until construction is complete."

Thanks.

"Don't thank me, sir. It's alright. I'm going to supervise the construction now."

"Okay, sure."

Yang Qi sat on the shore, looking at the water, but his thoughts were unusually active.

The reservoir's acceleration effect has shifted to the underwater world; perhaps we should herd all the fish there before leaving...

In this way, there's no need to worry about any unexpected events happening in Xialing Province these next few days.

Let's do it...

With this thought in mind, Yang Qi submerged his consciousness in the water. Nourished by the Marrow Cleansing Pill, his mental strength greatly improved, and he felt no pressure in herding the fish on these 100 acres of land.

After about ten minutes, the fish swarmed into the underwater world. Once he was sure there were no other small fish, Yang Qi shook his head. "It's still a bit of a hassle."

After doing all this, he spaced out again, and the god-level fishing rod went into the water.

Under the scorching sun,

The shade of the trees brushes against my face, the golden light ripples, and an old man sits leisurely fishing...

This is the idyllic rural life that everyone dreams of: fishing for small fish, enjoying the scenery, without having to worry about making a living...

Leisure time always flies by too quickly.

At 5:30 p.m., as the sun began to set, Yang Qi stood up from his chair, stretched out a big yawn, and his bones cracked.

"Oh... I should go back now. I'll head down to Ling Province first thing tomorrow morning."

I stretched my stiff shoulders, locked the door of the little house, and headed down the mountain.

When I got home, the entrance was unusually lively.

Yang Changsheng sat on a low stool by the door, holding his daughter Xiaohua in his arms, while his wife Luo Han sat on a chair next to him.

Luo Han is a woman with a round face and fair skin. She is wearing a light pink short-sleeved shirt and is turning to the side to play with Xiao Hua.

A small square table was placed in front of the two of them, with a pot of tea and several cups on it, the tea still steaming.

Su Guanyin sat on another chair, holding a teacup, and was talking to Yang Changsheng.

Yang Huizhang and Yang Qinghui were sitting on one side, chatting and laughing.

Seeing Yang Qi return, Su Guanyin put down her teacup and said sarcastically, "Oh, who is this? I thought you weren't coming back."

Yang Qi paused, chuckled, and walked over shamelessly: "Of course I have to go home, Grandma, what are you saying?"

He walked up to Yang Changsheng, bent down, and stretched out both hands to Xiaohua: "Come on, let your uncle... no, let your brother hug you."

"Pfft... He's in his twenties and still calling himself 'brother,' that's hilarious."

Yang Qi looked at the woman in prison, "Mind your own business. Aren't you in your late twenties too?"

"Hehehe, can't hear me, can't hear me, girls die at 18, do you understand, you dead straight man?"

"Still 18? Tsk tsk tsk, stop drinking chicken soup, or tomorrow I'll be seen as your biological bloodline brother."

"I can't hear you, I can't hear you..." Yang Qinghui persisted, but Yang Qi ignored her and looked at Xiaohua again.

She was leaning on Yang Changsheng's shoulder, chewing on her fingers, her two bright black eyes blinking as she looked at him.

"Come here, let me give you a hug."

Yang Changsheng suppressed a laugh and let go.

Yang Qi took her from Yang Changsheng's arms. The little one wasn't shy at all; she grabbed Yang Qi's collar with her chubby little hands and giggled.

"Flower, I'll take you flying!"

Yang Qi lifted her high, and the little girl kicked her legs twice in the air, laughing even more happily.

A string of drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, landing right on the back of Yang Qi's hand.

Wow, that's some saliva.

Yang Qi smiled and wiped his face with his sleeve, then put Xiao Hua down and held her in his arms, pinching her chubby little face with his other hand.

Xiaohua reached out and grabbed his finger, then put it in her mouth.

Luo Han laughed from the side, "She's recently taken to grabbing things and putting them in her mouth. She'll gnaw on whatever she can get her hands on. You'd better watch out."

"That's not a good idea, my hands are dirty." Yang Qi withdrew his fingers.

The next second, Xiaohua's bright, expectant eyes instantly filled with tears, her little mouth twitched, and she burst into tears with a "waaaah".

A change of expression in the blink of an eye, tears welling up without any buffer or transition.

Yang Qi was startled and quickly offered his hand again. Xiao Hua's tears were still on her eyelashes as she bit his finger, nibbling on it happily. Her eyes were curved in a smile, and she didn't look like she had been crying at all.

Yang Qi found it amusing and pulled his hand back.

Sure enough, her little mouth twitched again, and tears immediately streamed down her face, as if she had been wronged by a great injustice.

I tried it three or four times, and each time I changed my expression at lightning speed without any flaws.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Qi laughed and put his hand back into her mouth: "Okay, okay, you can chew on it, you can chew on it. I won't take care of you if you get sick."

He let Xiaohua put her fingers in her mouth, feeling her soft little gums grinding against each other, and he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle: "This girl will definitely have good teeth in the future."

Yang Changsheng leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and looked at Yang Qi, who was completely subdued by his daughter. He couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"Xiao Qi, I can tell Xiao Hua really likes you. How about she becomes your godfather?"

Yang Qi shook his head: "...The little girl is very cute, but I'll pass on the godfather role."

Yang Changsheng's expression stiffened slightly, but he quickly recovered. "Alright, have some tea."

Su Guanyin sat to the side, initially sipping her tea slowly, but as she watched, her gaze turned sour.

The old lady stared at the little flower in Yang Qi's arms, then looked at Yang Qi's face, which was beaming with joy, and the tea in her mouth no longer tasted good.

Su Guanyin put down her teacup and said, somewhat annoyed, "If you like it so much, why don't you have one yourself?"

"Look at Changsheng, he's the same age as you, and his daughter can already call him 'Dad.' And you? You don't even have a girlfriend, and you still have the nerve to tease other people's kids."

Yang Qi's arms, which were holding Xiao Hua, stiffened slightly. He chuckled and said, "Grandma, there are people around, so let's not talk about this."

"What, you think it's embarrassing and won't let me say it?" Su Guanyin paused, then continued, "When I was 24, your dad was already old enough to run errands."

Yang Changsheng coughed dryly beside him and quickly tried to smooth things over: "Grandma, Xiao Qi is a person who is destined for great things. It's the same to establish a career first and then start a family."

"Establishing a career is establishing a career, and starting a family is starting a family; they are two different things."

Su Guanyin persisted, "Look how happy you are now, holding Xiaohua. If you had a daughter of your own, you'd be truly happy. Running to the reservoir all day, when will you ever give me a great-grandson?"

Yang Qi's lips twitched. He changed the position of Xiao Hua in his arms, lowered his head, and pretended to be focused on playing with the child.

Luo Han also spoke up, her voice gentle: "Grandma is right, Xiao Qi is young and promising, finding a partner shouldn't be difficult. Or, I have a cousin..."

"No, no, no!" Yang Qi quickly looked up. "Sister-in-law, I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't have that intention right now."

Hearing this, Yang Huizhang couldn't help but say, "Second brother, just give in. Grandma has spoken. You can't escape it forever."

Yang Qi glared at him irritably: "You should mind your own business first."

Yang Qinghui watched, holding a melon seed in her hand, slowly cracking it open, with an expression that suggested she was enjoying the show.

"Brother Lao, Grandma, I can't take it anymore, hahaha..."

Su Guanyin glanced at her and poured cold water on her: "And Qinghui, you're not a child anymore, don't just watch your brother's misfortune."

Yang Qinghui immediately stopped laughing: "Grandma, I'm still young, I'm still in school."

"What do you mean 'little'? You're 21 and about to graduate."

Yang Qi fanned the flames from the side, "Sister Lao, don't be too happy yet. You're fifth in line. After I'm done, it'll be your turn."

"Let's see if you'll still be so gloating then!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qinghui's smile froze, and the melon seeds in her hand stopped at her mouth, leaving her in a dilemma.

He noticed the old woman's gaze shift to him, her eyes narrowed, as if she were seriously considering something.

Isn't this going a bit too far?

Seeing that something was wrong, Yang Qinghui quickly stood up: "I'll go check on the vegetables in the kitchen!"

After saying that, he dashed into the house.

The courtyard was quiet for a moment, then several people burst into laughter at the same time.

Yang Changsheng slapped his thigh, Yang Huizhang laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight, and Luo Han covered her mouth, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Yang Qi smiled as he held Xiao Hua, looking down at the little girl in his arms.

Little Flower was amused by him and started giggling, her chubby little hands reaching out to grab his face again.

Yang Qi leaned closer and let Xiao Hua's chubby hands scratch his face a couple of times, feeling a warm glow in his heart.

Only the old woman was extremely anxious; they were all such a worry...