Wei Lan Guan Di, at home.
Ding dong~
As the doorbell rang, Chen Xiaowan, busy in the kitchen, put down the dish she was stir-frying and hurried to the door. Ye Pengfei had just called, saying their son and daughter-in-law were coming home with three adorable babies.
This was the first visit since their son and daughter-in-law's wedding, so she had to prepare something grand.
For this, she had brought out all the culinary skills she had learned from her son.
Creak~
The door opened, and she saw her beloved triplets, her granddaughters.
"Grandma~~"
The cute, sweet voices of the three little ones followed, melting Chen Xiaowan's heart with their innocent charm.
"Oh, my three little darlings!"
"Come, let Grandma hold you~~"
Chen Xiaowan busily hugged the three little ones, not favoring any one over the others, her face beaming with joy.
"Hee hee, okay~"
"I really like Grandma holding me~"
"Mmm-hmm, me too..."
The cheerful chatter of the three little ones was music to Ye Xuan and the others' ears, bringing them much happiness.
"Alright, let's go inside and cuddle."
Ye Pengfei glanced at Chen Xiaowan and said with a smile, as they couldn't stay outside forever.
"Oh, right, right... Come, follow Grandma inside."
Chen Xiaowan finally realized and quickly led her granddaughters into the house. As for Ye Pengfei, Ye Xuan, and Luo Tianyi, Chen Xiaowan completely ignored them.
They say grandparents dote on their grandchildren, and Chen Xiaowan was embodying this saying to the fullest.
After holding them for a long time, Chen Xiaowan reluctantly let go of the three little ones and returned to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
"Daddy, we want to hear a story~"
"Mmm-hmm, a really, really long one~~"
"Can you tell us one, Daddy?!"
The three little ones chirped and acted cute, making Luo Tianyi's mouth twitch. Ever since these three discovered how amazing someone was at telling stories, they had become addicted, constantly asking their shameless daddy to tell them tales.
"Oh?"
Hearing his granddaughters, Ye Pengfei looked at his son suspiciously, "You, my boy, can tell stories?"
Clearly, in Ye Pengfei's memory, his son was good at fighting stray dogs in the village when he was young, but when it came to storytelling, he was very skeptical.
"Of course, Grandpa, you don't know how great Daddy's stories are~"
"Mmm, yes~~"
"Daddy, hurry, hurry!!"
The three little ones chattered, shaking Ye Xuan's hand. Their pleasant, sweet voices could melt even a millennium-old block of ice.
"Hehe......."
Ye Xuan, as the person in question, was delighted and dotingly pinched the three little ones' chubby, adorable faces. "Okay! Okay!!"
"My three little sweethearts, Daddy will tell you a super, super long story now."
Hearing Daddy was going to tell a story, the three little ones' faces were full of anticipation, their sparkling, expressive eyes seeming to say, "Hurry up, Daddy, we're ready."
Luo Tianyi looked at the expressions of the three little ones and shook her head helplessly, giving that person a chiding look, "This guy, really..."
"Hmm, what should I tell them?"
Ye Xuan successfully captured the attention of the three little ones and continued, "How about this, I'll tell you a long fairy tale called 'The Wonderful Wizard of Oz'?"
"I'm sure you'll love it. This is Daddy's favorite fairy tale~"
"Really~"
"Daddy, you're the best, muah~~"
As expected, the four of them showered Luo Tianyi and father Ye Pengfei with affection, leaving them speechless. Ye Xuan, looking at the admiration from his three little "cotton-padded jackets," felt happier than defeating the Dark Church and the Temple of Light.
"Listen carefully, Daddy is starting now!!"
He alerted the three little ones and then began to narrate with a captivating, almost magical voice.
"Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry and Aunt Em. They lived in a small, four-sided house, made of boards, with a roof and a floor. In one corner of the room was a rusty, old stove, in another stood a tall cupboard, and in the third, a table and three chairs. In the fourth, two beds."
"Dorothy's bed was in the other corner. There was no attic and no cellar, only a little hole in the floor, which was called the cyclone cellar."
..........
As Ye Xuan narrated, his captivating voice transported the three little ones into the world of "The Wonderful Wizard of Oz," and they listened with great interest.
Luo Tianyi, standing nearby, was also stunned. She hadn't expected this guy to tell such a long story so smoothly. Could he have made it up on the spot? It seemed unlikely, given how long and logical the story was.
"Uh..."
Even his father, Ye Pengfei, was bewildered. Although the story was 'childish,' he had to admit that being able to narrate it so skillfully, with such vivid imagery, was quite remarkable.
"This kid, who knew he had a talent for fairy tales."
"Dorothy rested her chin on her hand and gazed thoughtfully at the Scarecrow. His head was a small sack stuffed with straw, on which were painted eyes, nose, and mouth to represent a face. On his head he wore a pointed blue hat, much the worse for wear, and all his clothes were blue. His body was also stuffed with straw..."
Luo Tianyi, "!!!!"
"How is this possible?"
As Ye Xuan's story unfolded, Luo Tianyi felt increasingly uneasy.
Yes.
It was very uneasy!!
It wasn't just that, but the details that guy was recounting were flawless.
Chin resting on his hand? Eyes, nose, and mouth painted on a sack? Wearing blue clothes?
Such details flowed out effortlessly. While they didn't sound strange on their own, upon closer reflection, they were too peculiar. Could it be that this guy had written it himself before? But even if he had, he shouldn't remember it so clearly.
For a moment, a big question mark appeared in Luo Tianyi's mind. She was incredibly curious as to how this doting father, who was so fond of his daughters, had managed this.