The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

Xiao Jin's cheeks were tickled by her strange grand-nephew's big head nudging her. She stretched her neck, trying to breathe in some fresh air.

"Ouch, you're going to strangle Xiaojin to death!!"

Yun Zi'ang then released Xiao Jin, sobbing uncontrollably, "This time, I promise I'll listen to you!"

He was reborn.

He never expected that fate would give him a second chance, allowing him to return to a period of more than a month ago.

We went back to the day Xiao Jin came to the Yun family.

In his previous life, he didn't believe the words of this pretentious little brat at all, and insisted on participating in the private car race they held, only to be smashed to pieces by a car.

The feeling of having my bones broken still seems to linger inside me.

He cried out, "Little auntie, you have to save me!"

Xiao Jin scratched her head, somewhat confused. "Hmm... Grand-nephew, what you're saying sounds strange. I don't understand."

What do you mean by "this time you will definitely listen to her"?

Isn't this their first meeting?

really weird.

"But..." Remembering her master's instructions, she raised her little hand and patted Yun Ziang on the head, "Xiao Jin will save you!"

"Ah! Thank you, little auntie!!" Yun Zi'ang exclaimed gratefully, tears streaming down his face.

He wanted to hug Xiao Jin again, but Xiao Jin dodged away in disgust.

She said slowly, "Grand-nephew, don't hug Xiaojin, you smell bad..."

Xiao Jin stretched out two short fingers, pinched her nose, and muttered, "Stinky fox."

This strange grand-nephew smelled of spirits.

Yun Zi'ang, however, thought Xiao Jin was referring to body odor. "Huh?"

He raised his arm, sniffed hard, and said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm going to take a shower now."

As Yun Ziang was about to get up, Xiao Jin called out in time, "Wait!"

"Xiao Jin has a treasure for you!"

She opened her big bag and reached inside with both of her short little hands, struggling to rummage for something.

Hmph, she wouldn't let that wicked fox bully her silly grand-nephew.

"Found it!" She took out a bracelet and slipped it onto Yun Zi'ang's wrist, explaining in a childish voice, "This bracelet is made of jujube wood that has been struck by lightning. Xiao Jin made it herself, and it's for you!"

With this, the wicked fox won't be able to enter her foolish grand-nephew's dreams!

Her foolish grand-nephew has a grayish hue in his destiny palace, faint blue lines on his philtrum, and dark lips; he's clearly been possessed by a fox spirit in his dream!

Although she didn't know what kind of dream had frightened her grand-nephew so much, causing him to say such strange things, as long as she was there, her grand-nephew wouldn't get hurt!

Yun Zi'ang held the bracelet as if it were some priceless treasure, exclaiming "Wow!" to it.

"Thank you, little auntie!"

"From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west! I will definitely take good care of you!"

Yun Zi'ang stretched out his hand and swore, his face full of piety.

He had barely finished speaking when footsteps sounded at the door.

He and Xiao Jin turned their heads at the same time and looked at the doorway. They saw three people of different ages surrounding an old man with gray hair who was walking in with a dragon-headed cane.

Yun Zi'ang spoke first, "Grandpa!"

Before his grandfather could reply, he was scolded by his father.

When Yun Mingyuan saw his son's unkempt appearance, his already irritable mood instantly flared up. "Zi'ang, what kind of state are you in?!"

"Get back to your room and clean yourself up before you come out again!"

He's usually so sloppy, and today, with everyone here, he still dares to embarrass himself like this!

A well-dressed woman who looked to be in her thirties or forties suddenly spoke up, "Oh, whose child is this?"

Everyone immediately turned their attention to the little girl next to Yun Ziang.

The little girl was dressed simply in a Chinese-style Tang suit, with her hair tied in two small buns. She was fair-skinned and cute, with a pair of big, round eyes that looked very clever.

Despite seeing so many people, she wasn't intimidated at all. She jumped off the sofa and greeted everyone confidently, "Hey everyone, I'm Xiaojin!"

After Xiao Jin finished speaking, no one responded, and the living room fell silent.

The woman who had just spoken was Yun Mingyue. She looked at Xiao Jin, then at Yun Zi'ang beside her, and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my, could this be Zi'ang's illegitimate daughter?"

Yun Mingyuan's eyes widened instantly, his anger flaring up. He pointed at Yun Zi'ang and roared, "You unfilial son! What's going on?!"

Yun Zi'ang looked completely wronged. "No, how could you think of me like that!"

As he spoke, Xiao Jin had already run up to Yun Zhengbang. She tilted her head back, blinked her eyes, and said, "Hey, I'm Xiao Jin, my full name is Yun Feng Jin."

Upon hearing the child's surname was Yun, Yun Mingyuan was so enraged that his vision blurred, and he was almost certain that this was the illegitimate daughter of his good-for-nothing son. "Wicked...wicked child!"

He rushed forward to teach Yun Ziang a lesson.

The old man beside him, Yun Zhengbang, remained calm. He placed his hands on his dragon-headed cane, leaned slightly forward, and said gently with kind eyes, "Hello."

Xiao Jin handed the letter, handwritten by her master, to Yun Zhengbang with both hands.

Yun Zhengbang's expression changed slightly when he saw the seal on the envelope.

On the other side, Yun Zi'ang covered his head with his hands and quickly begged for mercy, "Dad, she's not my illegitimate daughter, she's my great-aunt!"

The scene fell silent instantly.

A minute later, Yun Mingyue couldn't help but laugh. "Nephew, are you awake?"

Yun Mingyuan squeezed his eyes shut, his forehead veins throbbing with anger.

That stupid son of his can make up any kind of nonsense. His great-grandfather has been dead for decades, where did this little aunt come from?!

Yun Zhengbang had no time to pay attention to their farce. His hand holding the envelope trembled slightly, and his eyes were a little red. "It's from my elder brother..."

Xiao Jin stared at Yun Zhengbang's face and tilted her head.

The old man in front of me had a red glow emanating from his heart area and the bridge of his nose, a faint bluish glow in his liver area, and a radiant, unyielding appearance on his cheekbones.

She remembered that this was a situation of yin deficiency and yang excess, as her master had described, so the old man should not get emotionally agitated.

Xiao Jin stretched out her short arms and held onto Yun Zhengbang's wrists. "Xiao Jin, let me help you sit down!"

Her sensible nature made the adults who had been making a ruckus since they came in seem tactless.

Yun Mingyue glanced at the little boy with downcast eyes, her tone sharp, "This child is so cunning, she must have taken after her mother, right?"

The bespectacled man who looked extremely young next to Yun Zhengbang said in a low voice, "Grandpa, let me help you to sit on the sofa."

He is Yun Ziqian, the eldest son of Yun Mingyuan and the older brother of Yun Ziang.

Yun Zhengbang was eager to read the letter and urged, "Quickly, help me sit down."

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't stop coughing. Seeing this, Xiao Jin quickly ran to her bag and started searching for something.

Yun Ziqian asked with concern, "Grandpa, are you alright?"

Yun Zhengbang waved his hand, hurriedly opened the envelope, and unfolded the thin piece of paper.

The first sentence brought tears to Yun Zhengbang's eyes.

[To Zheng Bang:]

Younger brother, your elder brother's time is drawing near.

Yun Zhengbang's chest heaved rapidly, as if he were about to pass out at any moment.

"Grandpa? Grandpa!" Yun Ziqian cried out urgently, "Quickly, call the doctor!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a large sachet floated past him and landed squarely on his grandfather's mouth and nose.

Yun Zhengbang, who was panting heavily, suddenly smelled a fragrance. He took a deep breath and felt the stale air in his chest dissipate like water, making his breathing smooth again.

Unaware of what was happening, Yun Ziqian, seeing Xiao Jin's actions, flew into a rage, slapped the sachet out of her hand, shoved Xiao Jin to the ground, and roared, "What are you doing!"

Yun Mingyue strode over in her high heels, her voice sharp: "You little brat, are you trying to kill someone?!"

"Where did you come from, you little bastard?!"

"Dad?" Yun Mingyuan also came over, glanced anxiously at his father Yun Zhengbang, and then berated Xiao Jin, "Nonsense!"

"Ouch!" Xiao Jin cried out in surprise, falling to the ground. She touched her hand, which had been slapped, feeling both angry and aggrieved. "Xiao Jin was saving him..."

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and her cheeks puffed up in anger.

Rescue? By blocking people's mouths and noses? That's utter nonsense!

Yun Ziqian was about to scold him when he saw the sachet roll all the way to his younger brother's feet. His brother picked it up, held it to his face, and inhaled deeply, asking stupidly as he did so:

"It smells so good, little miss! What is this treasure? Can I have one?"

Yun Ziang looked completely absorbed; whether it was just his imagination or not, he felt incredibly energetic.

He looked up and saw Xiao Jin sitting on the ground. His heart tightened, and he rushed over, kneeling beside her, extremely nervous. "Little Miss!?"

Seeing Xiao Jin's little hands red from being slapped, he angrily shouted at the crowd, "Look what you've done!"

"My little aunt is saving my grandfather!"

Yun Ziqian frowned. "Are you crazy, Yun Zi'ang?"

Yun Zi'ang said confidently, "Look, hasn't Grandpa stabilized?"

Yun Ziqian subconsciously turned his head and was surprised to find that his grandfather's breathing had actually become steady, he had stopped coughing, and even his complexion had improved a lot.

What's going on?

The living room fell silent instantly, and even the furious Yun Mingyuan was too shocked to speak.

Yun Zhengbang, having caught his breath, looked radiant and stared intently at the sachet. "What... what is this?"