My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

Lin Ye took the display box from Xiao Douzi's hand, bent down and put it in the back seat of the car, then turned around and picked up Xiao Douzi to get into the car.

The moment the car door closed, the cold air was immediately shut out.

A thin layer of white mist quickly condensed on the car window, blurring the colorful kindergarten outside into indistinct patches of color.

The car's heater vents gently blew warm air, making the leather seats warm and soft, and the slight warmth from the heated seats seeped through the fabric of the trousers.

The light woody scent of the car air freshener gently diffuses in the enclosed space.

Little Douzi hugged the display box back to her arms, then turned her face to the window—

The kindergarten's pointed roof and stained glass windows glittered in the sunlight, and a balloon archway on the wrought iron gate swayed slightly in the wind.

She waved to the castle-like spire and whispered, "See you next week."

After getting on the bus, Lin Ye turned off the live stream. After the system completed the settlement as usual, a new broadcast caught Lin Ye's attention.

[Main quest progress updated. Target character "Ye Ling'er" current happiness level: 60%.]

Lin Ye's gaze lingered on that line of text for a few seconds. It was already 60%.

It seems that Xiaodouzi has been quite happy lately. In addition, she won first place in the craft competition today, which increased her happiness level by another 10%.

He turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on Xiaodouzi's face.

She was looking down and "talking" to the animals in the display cases, her tiny fingertips tapping on the transparent covers one by one:

"Little lamb, little Bichon Frise, raisin... don't be afraid, we'll be home soon..." Her lips moved slightly.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the sycamore branches outside the car window, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on her face.

Lin Ye's gaze softened.

After Xiao Douzi finished ordering the last animal, she looked up and met Lin Ye's gaze.

She immediately burst into laughter, her eyes curving into two crescent moons, her smile even more dazzling than the sunlight outside the window.

She spoke up, her voice clear and bright: "Godfather! Let's have sweet and sour pork ribs when we get home, okay? And corn chowder too! My stomach is growling!"

Lin Ye agreed. He took out his phone from his pocket and notified Zhou Ran that they could start preparing lunch now, and that there should be sweet and sour pork ribs and corn chowder.

After sending the message, she placed her phone on her lap and whispered to Xiaodouzi, "Okay, Godfather has already spoken to Aunt Zhou Ran. She'll be preparing it right away, and we can eat as soon as we get home."

Little Douzi exclaimed "Yay!" and bounced twice in his seat with joy.

The animals in the display case swayed along with her, and she quickly steadied them with her hands, muttering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lin Ye turned his head to look at the sycamore trees rushing past outside the car window.

The bare branches, however, displayed a different kind of vitality under the sunlight—

It is that kind of vitality unique to winter, accumulating strength and waiting to burst forth when spring arrives.

Lin Ye secretly reassured himself; 60%, to be honest, was still a long way off...

We must continue to work hard in the future!

It doesn't matter if he walks a little slower, because he has plenty of patience and time.

……

Early Saturday morning, just as dawn was breaking, a thin layer of bluish-gray shrouded the sky outside the window.

The morning light slowly seeped in through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a thin silver line on the floor.

Little Douzi is awake.

She poked her head out from under the covers, her hair a messy, frizzy mess, but her eyes showed no signs of sleepiness. Instead, it was as if someone had lit a small lamp inside, casting a faint glow in the dim room.

Little Douzi blinked, then sat up abruptly from the bed, her bare feet pattering on the warm wooden floor as she ran to the wardrobe.

Last night, she had already neatly hung the clothes she was going to wear today on the outermost side of the walk-in closet.

She opened the wardrobe door, then stood on tiptoe and took the clothes down from the hanger.

A red sweater with lace trim at the hem and a delicate ruffle around the neckline.

The off-white fleece-lined pants have tapered cuffs to prevent cold air from getting in.

There was also a white down jacket with a little red hat graffiti on it.

Xiao Douzi didn't rush to put it on, but went to the bathroom first.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom faucet. She tiptoed to the children's toothbrush on the sink, squeezed out strawberry-flavored toothpaste, and began brushing her teeth.

After washing up, Xiao Douzi ran quickly back to her room and put on the clothes she had found earlier, one by one.

After getting dressed, she stood in front of the full-length mirror and twirled around. The lace trim around the hem of her red sweater swirled up like a blooming little red flower.

She took a few more tentative steps, and the cuffs of her trousers hit her ankles perfectly, neither too loose nor too tight.

Finally, Xiao Douzi took the down jacket off the hanger, hugged it to her chest, smiled at herself in the mirror, and her reflection in the mirror smiled back.

She hugged her down jacket to her chest, pushed open the bedroom door, and strode to the dining room.

The restaurant lights were on, and the crystal chandelier emitted a warm white light, illuminating the dark brown solid wood dining table. The tabletop was very clean, reflecting the chandelier's blurry image.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, an orange halo shimmered on the eastern horizon, and its range was constantly expanding.

The aroma of seafood congee wafted from the kitchen, and the scent traveled down the corridor to the restaurant entrance, making Xiao Douzi's stomach rumble.

Lin Ye was already seated at the dining table.

He was holding a cup of hot coffee, with wisps of steam rising from the rim.

The tablet in front of me was standing on a stand, playing the morning news. The anchor's voice was turned down so low that I could only vaguely hear the words "this morning".

He was wearing a beige cashmere cardigan, the cuffs loosely bunched up above his wrists, and he still had that lazy, relaxed feeling of just waking up.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Lin Ye looked up.

"Godfather!" Little Douzi ran to the dining table, her little face flushed red from running.

Her eyes crinkled into a smile, her lips curled into a wide grin, and her voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement, the last syllable of her tongue catching in her throat: "When are we leaving?!"

Lin Ye gently stroked the little tuft of hair on her head.

That tuft of hair was unusually energetic today. When he stroked it with his palm, it briefly fell down for a moment before bouncing up again, sticking out even higher than before.

He tried twice more without success, and finally gave up, saying calmly, "I haven't had breakfast yet, no rush."

Zhou Ran carried the last two plates of fried eggs out of the kitchen and placed them on the table.

The edges of the poached egg were crispy and golden brown, the egg white had a ring of golden bubbles rising in the hot oil, and the yolk in the middle was a semi-solid runny yolk.

Seeing the little boy's eager expression, Zhou Ran couldn't help but smile, his eyes crinkling with wrinkles, his face showing a kind and doting expression.

"Oh, miss, it's still early. The amusement park isn't going to grow legs and run away. Let's sit down and eat first. How can you have the energy to play if you're not full, right?"

The little boy was a little embarrassed by what was said, so he lowered his head and blushed even more deeply, this time out of shyness.