Transmigrated into a wealthy family's stepmother, I raised the villain into a sweet child.

Zhou Yanqian was slightly puzzled.

Does he have to call me "Uncle" too?

However, after hearing this, Jinxi put Zanzan down on the ground and stood up. Seemingly noticing Zanzan's confusion, she explained, "There's a saying about this. It's up to the descendants to call him. You're the only descendant here. My father and I are his peers."

Zhou Yanqian seemed to understand but not quite, and he said, "Okay."

Is there such a saying? He'd never heard of it before.

However, this is his uncle, so it's normal for him to go and call him. But he still has some doubts: they're all in the same cemetery, so why does he have to move them?

Zhou Yanqian couldn't figure it out, so he decided to stop thinking about it for now. He asked, "Can I just call him Uncle?"

Although Zhou Yanqian knew in his heart what to call him, he still had to ask first.

He was very careful in hiding his true identity!

Jin Xi glanced at Zhou Linxu, who was pursing his lips, looking somewhat conflicted. He probably hadn't figured out how to answer Zan Zan either.

Jinxi considered for a moment before speaking, "Since you are his descendant and his child, baby, you can call him Daddy from now on."

Zhou Yanqian's previously clear mind began to fog up again. He pointed at Zhou Linxu and asked, "Dad?"

Zhou Linxu nodded and immediately continued, "That's good. This way he'll be pleased to have such an obedient, sensible, polite, and filial child in our family."

A whole bunch of compliments were showered on Zhou Zanzan's head, making him feel a little dizzy from all the praise.

His gaze swept over Xiao Xi and Xiao Xu, feeling that the two were quite strange, but he couldn't figure out why.

Jinxi nodded very seriously: "Xiaoxu is right, baby. You will call me Daddy in a little while. Maybe Daddy will be happy and bless you."

Zhou Yanqian asked in confusion, "Bless me with what?"

Jinxi laughed and said, "May you get a free milk tea and barbecue tomorrow. Don't you love barbecue the most? You've tired your darling today, so I'll treat you to barbecue tomorrow."

With only about nine hundred yuan left in savings, Zhou Yanqian said earnestly, "Even if they don't bless me, I will still burn paper money for my great-uncle."

This has been the case every year; my father always lets me do the burning of paper money.

Jinxi rubbed Zanzan's little face: "My darling is so well-behaved! But 'Uncle' sounds a bit unfamiliar. How about this, you can call me 'Big Daddy' from now on. Later, kowtow to Big Daddy three times and ask him to bless you so you can get into Tsinghua or Peking University!"

Zhou Yanqian nodded: "Okay!"

Actually, he could have gotten into Tsinghua or Peking University even without his great-father's blessing.

He could get into Tsinghua or Peking University right now!

Xiao Xi and Xiao Xu still knew nothing about his abilities!

Jinxi said, "Go quickly."

Zhou Linxu took Zanzan's hand, unable to resist looking at Jinxi.

With just a few words, he got Zan Zan to call him "Dad," and judging from Zan Zan's expression, he didn't seem to have any doubts at all.

She's so smart and quick-witted; she's practically perfect.

Jinxi winked playfully at him.

Plan works! This way, there's no need to worry about anything.

Zhou Yanqian was taken to Zhou Jinming's grave. He picked up the small hammer again and gently tapped it once more: "Dad, come with me, let's go to the new home."

Zhou Linxu tilted his head slightly, took a deep breath, and suppressed the sour feeling that welled up inside him.

When he turned back, his face showed that familiar expression of admiration.

Zhou Yanqian handed the small hammer to the person next to him. He walked over to Zhou Linxu and heard his father praise him, saying, "What a filial son!"

Zhou Yanqian held his elderly father's hand silently, looking at the photo of his eldest father on the tombstone.

This photo is different from the photos of my room at home; this photo looks like an ID photo.

But Zhou Yanqian looked at the photo and felt it looked very familiar.

But he quickly realized that his older father and his father were quite similar, except that his older father looked more kind and gentle, while his older father was more cold and ruthless.

Zhou Yanqian touched his face, wondering if it was just his imagination, but he felt like he looked more like his father.

Before he could think about it in detail, Zhou Linxu pulled him back to Jinxi's side.

Zhou Yanqian looked at Jinxi and muttered, "I think my dad and I look alike."

Zhou Linxu, who was standing behind him, stiffened for a moment, and Jin Xi's breathing slowed down.

Zhou Yanqian noticed it very keenly, but before he could think about it, Jin Xi interrupted him.

Jinxi held his little hand and replied, "It's normal. Nephews resemble their uncles, and nephews resemble their maternal uncles. You'll understand when you read more books. You must study hard and make progress every day, okay? Otherwise, you won't even know something so simple."

Zhou Linxu said softly, "Don't you want to be like Big Daddy?"

"No," Zhou Yanqian said, "Looking like Daddy is great, Daddy is handsome too."

He was a bit depressed; looking at him, he didn't seem like an old father at all.

Jinxi pulled him to look left and right, and finally said with a serious face, "But in my opinion, Zhou Zanzan is the most handsome."

Zhou Yanqian's eyes turned up slightly at the corners; he was happy to be praised!

Zhou Linxu was relieved. He couldn't handle Zanzan's questions at all without Xiaoxi.

They also brought Zhou Jinming out, and things went much more smoothly afterward. Zhou Jinming and Song Lanqing were buried at the same time, and every detail was handled very carefully.

It took only about ten minutes to get everything done, and the brand-new tombstones stood side by side.

Zhou Linxu lit the incense and then handed it to Zanzan.

Zhou Yanqian first offered incense to his mother, and then to his uncle, his movements very practiced.

Jin Xi let out a sigh of relief. Zhou Linxu heard her exhale and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Jinxi whispered, "It's nothing, I just feel sorry for him."

As Zhou Linxu watched Zan Zan obediently kowtowing and offering incense, he was still somewhat dazed.

I never imagined that Zhou Jinming and Song Lanqing had passed away so long ago, and that Zanzan had grown up so much.

After Zhou Yanqian lit the incense, his eyes were red. He stood between Jin Xi and Zhou Linxu, pursing his lips as he looked at his mother's tombstone.

The photo is still the same photo, still smiling gently at me.

He rubbed his eyes, looked at his mother, and then looked up at Xiaoxi.

I just felt a dull ache in my heart.

Jinxi noticed his mood, put her hand on his shoulder, hugged him tighter, and squeezed his little shoulder, as if to give him courage.

Zhou Yanqian tilted his head and pressed it against Jin Xi's side waist.

Mom is inside, Mommy... is outside.