Chapter 163: Feast for the Eyes (Subscription Requested)

"I am Mao Xuesong!"
"For fifteen years, only on the road have I truly felt like a father."
"He comes, ties of fate bring you together; he leaves, ties of fate scatter you. You search for him, fate begins; you do not search for him, fate ends. To find him is the start of fate, not to find him is the end of fate. The roads we walk, the people we meet, each has its cause and each has its fate. Do more good deeds, and when fate gathers, we shall meet again."

The warm sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the entire room. On the bed, Yang Qing gently opened his eyes.
His gaze was vacant and unfocused, appearing somewhat hollow.
Within this immersive scenario experience, he had been completely absorbed into everything concerning the character "Zeng Shuai."
His mood, his emotions, his expression, his demeanor, his psychological state, his gaze, his words—all of these kept him detached from reality even in the very moment of waking up.
The film *Lost and Love* had allowed him to experience firsthand that yearning, that loneliness, and that despair amidst hope.
Fortunately, Zeng Shuai had found his biological parents, but unfortunately, so many other parents were still searching in the vast sea of humanity...

"Searching... Hehe..."
Yang Qing smiled silently. While some parents spent their entire lives searching for their children, others abandoned their children in some corner of the world, paying them no heed whatsoever.
Orphans and abandoned children—the former might have still experienced the warmth of parents and perhaps still held some hope, while the latter knew only darkness and despair...

"Abandoned children, hehe... Thank you for abandoning me, and for abandoning Qiu'er and the others. You made our group of lives, experiencing despair in the darkness, gather together because of Grandma, allowing us to feel the brilliance and happiness of life!"

Amidst his thoughts, Yang Qing's hollow eyes gradually regained their luster, and he slowly recovered from the lingering impact of the movie *Lost and Love*.

"Hiahia... Qiu'er, look at the doll I drew! Does it look like one?"
"...It does. Xi'er, let's go check on Big Brother. Qiu'er is so worried about Big Brother."
"Mm-hmm, let's go. We'll bring Dong'er along too."
"Mm-hmm..."

The tiny, milky voices of the two little ones drifted in from outside the door. Yang Qing smiled warmly, then quickly closed his eyes again.

"Click..."
The door opened, and the two little ones walked in, holding little Dong'er by her tiny hands.

"Wuh～ Big bwother~~"
Little Dong'er looked at Yang Qing quietly lying on the bed, letting out a cute babble, her big eyes full of the desire to be hugged.

"Eh, Qing Brother hasn't woken up yet. Qiu'er, could Qing Brother be sick?"
"I... I don't know."

Little Qiu'er murmured in her milky voice, then walked to the bedside with a face full of worry. Extending her tiny arms, she used her small hands to shake Yang Qing vigorously.

"Qiu'er, Qing Brother must be sick! Let Xi'er cure him!"
Little Xi'er babbled, kicked off her little shoes, and climbed onto Yang Qing's bed.
"Thud..."
Ying-ying-ying~ How come Xi'er didn't climb up successfully~
She turned her little head to look at little Qiu'er and babbled, "Qiu'er, come help me! Quickly help me~"
"Oh-oh, okay!"
Little Qiu'er quickly used her small hands to support little Xi'er's little bottom, pushing her up onto the bed.

"Hiahia... Little Doctor Xi'er is here to treat the sick!"
Little Xi'er climbed onto the bed, then knelt on her little knees and pressed her head against Yang Qing's chest.
"Eh... thump-thump-da! It's beating!"
Little Qiu'er immediately asked with innocent anxiety, "Really?"
Little Xi'er nodded her little head very earnestly and said with a very serious air, "Qiu'er, don't worry, Qing Brother is just sick. Little Doctor Xi'er is super-duper amazing; she will cure Qing Brother's illness!"
"Mm-hmm!" Little Qiu'er nodded vigorously.

Yang Qing, feigning sleep, felt like he could barely hold back his laughter, his entire body beginning to tremble slightly.
Xi'er didn't notice. In a very professional manner, she patted Yang Qing's forehead with her tiny hand, patted his face, and finally concluded:
"Qiu'er, Qing Brother needs an injection. I'm going to get the little medical kit."

The little medical kit was a small toy Qin Xue had bought for the little ones, complete with a full set of tools—syringes, small scissors, gauze, and so on, though all made of plastic, accompanied by a toy ambulance and a small stretcher.
Little Xi'er babbled as she prepared to climb down the bed, but suddenly she was caught by a pair of strong hands.
Little Xi'er: ??_??
"Brother! You're awake!"
Little Qiu'er bounced her little body in pleasant surprise and babbled, "Xi'er said you were sick, Qiu'er was so worried!"
Yang Qing: =^??ω??^=
What could this make him say? He had brought this upon himself just to tease his sister, leaving the little one with no choice but to trust her little companion.
"Qing Brother, Xi'er hasn't given you your injection yet. Why did you wake up? Lie down properly right now. When you're sick, you have to get an injection!"
Little Xi'er furrowed her little brow with a serious expression, seemingly annoyed that this patient had woken up so suddenly and completely disrespected her status as Little Doctor Xi'er!

"Alright, Qing Brother isn't sick," Yang Qing chuckled and said, "Qing Brother just slept in a bit, no injections needed."
"Eh, sleeping in? Qing Brother, are you a big piggy?" little Xi'er asked out of curiosity.
Yang Qing: ......

Getting up, getting dressed, brushing his teeth and washing his face, Yang Qing picked up little Dong'er, who had already started climbing his leg, gave her a kiss, and asked little Qiu'er:
"Has your Hao Brother come yet?"
"He's here! Hao Brother came early!" little Qiu'er giggled and said. "He said he wants to learn how to make Jianbing Guozi from Jin'er Sister."
"Hiahia... Hao Brother is so clumsy. Sister taught him, but he couldn't learn it," little Xi'er laughed loudly.
"Oh, is that so? Let's go downstairs and take a look."

Carrying little Dong'er and leading the two little ones, Yang Qing came to the first floor and saw Tan Jin'er and Bai Lingyue busy at work, while Qin Hao stood beside Jin'er holding his mobile phone.
"Xiao Hao, what are you doing?"
Yang Qing watched for a while and said speechlessly, "If you could learn just by watching a video, my shop would have gone out of business long ago."
"Haha... Brother-in-law, you're awake," Qin Hao put away his phone unconcernedly and smiled. "I don't expect to make them even one-tenth as delicious as Jin'er's Jianbing Guozi. One percent is enough."
"One percent? Is that meant for human consumption?" Yang Qing gave him a sideways glance and said, "If you really want to learn, I'll teach you personally when I have time."
"Will do!"
Qin Hao nodded with a smile, then reached out to take little Dong'er.

Yang Qing handed the little one in his arms to him, brought over a basket of Xiaolongbao, and asked, "Have you eaten?"
While teasing little Dong'er, Qin Hao replied, "I have. Jin'er's Jianbing Guozi and Sister-in-law Bai's porridge—delicious!"
"Great, then once I've eaten, shall we set off?"
"Yep, I've been waiting for you for ages."
"Well then, thank you. Sorry to trouble you."
"Nonsense, there's no need for such polite talk between us. That's too formal!"
"Alright, have you arranged it with the teacher? Where are we meeting?"
"Don't worry, it's all set. We can go straight to his place."
"Alright, sounds good."

Yang Qing nodded and said nothing more, concentrating on eating his Xiaolongbao. But the moment he finished his first one, he noticed a little person looking at him with eager eyes.
"Xi'er, do you want to eat?"
"Hiahia... Xi'er's tummy is already full, but Xi'er's eyes are hungry."
"Eyes are hungry..."
Yang Qing was amused by the little person, and Qin Hao beside him burst into laughter.
Little Xi'er was simply too festive and cheerful; wherever she went, laughter followed.
"How about Brother goes and gets you a little bear yogurt, and you drink one? How does that sound?" Yang Qing asked with a smile.
"Hiahia..."
Little Xi'er giggled and glanced sideways at her older sister. Seeing that she wasn't paying attention, she quickly nodded her little head and said:
"Okay! But Xi'er will only drink a tiny bit."
"Oh, why only a tiny bit?"
" Because Sister said Xi'er can only drink three bottles of little bear yogurt a day. Xi'er will drink a tiny bit, and save a tiny bit to drink after dinner."
"Haha... It's fine. Today you acted as a little doctor for Qing Brother and worked very hard, so Qing Brother will reward you with an extra bottle."
"Hiahia... Really?!"
"Mm, really."
"Hiahia... Qing Brother, Xi'er likes you so much!"
"Haha... Brother likes you too."

Little Qiu'er beside them blinked her big eyes and suddenly chimed in with her milky voice, "Brother, Qiu'er loves you too."
"Mm, Brother loves you too, loves you forever."
"Hee hee......"