Non-Human Sub-district Office Chapter 26

In fact, Yan Gui had thought a lot about how his son was living in the Central Plains.

He felt that with his son's face, body, and strength, his situation wouldn't be too bad.

After all, he was his blood-related son, and in his heart, he knew what kind of level he had.

Especially since the last letter that was delivered held a hint of a Relaxed Emperor's aura.  Thinking of it this way, his son's luck and opportunity shouldn't be that bad.

Yan Gui remembered that when he slowly came up from the pa.s.sageway and followed the scent of his son. He didn't find him, but instead, found a Ginseng Baby.

The Ginseng Baby who had a few strands of his son's fur, turned around and called out ‘Milky' the moment he saw him.

Yan Gui felt his own consciences, because if this Ginseng went to Qingqiu Country, he wouldn't even be able to enter the capital.

But there was his cub's fur on the Ginseng Baby's hand, and he had pattered over to him as if they were very familiar, and wanted to give a bear hug the moment he came close.

The Sovereign of Qingqiu Country, who had never been hugged by a monster that he could simply kill with a swipe of his paw, fell silent.

Other than his son, he had smelled the scent of a Relaxed Emperor, and the quality of the spiritual medication in his hand wasn't bad.

Yan Gui watched as the little Ginseng carefully healed some old trees that had gained spiritual wisdom with those excellent spiritual medication. Each time, the little Ginseng would speak secretly with them, and every time he wanted to leave, he would call a ‘Milky, come on!'

Yan Gui thought for very long, and felt that the Milky this little monster could have been his son.

Finally, Yan Gui followed the little Ginseng who had a skip in his step back home.

Once they had reached that home, he met eyes with his son.

He would say it again.

Yan Gui felt that with his son's face, body, and strength, his situation wouldn't be too bad.

But he had really never expected that his own son would be treated like a pet dog. Not even mentioning the dog toys, but he also had to run about with a frisbee in his mouth, and also had to run around the yard with the little Relaxed Emperor.

And he was actually being called Milky, such a childish and affectionate name.

But all of these were small problems.

No matter how naughty the little Relaxed Emperor was wasn't a problem.

But it was a little too painful to be kicked out of bed while he was spelling next to him.

Those years, when they climbed all over Di Xiu's tree and slept sprawled all over the place, Di Xiu had never shaken his branches to throw them down.

And looking at how Yan Xuanjing had acted, he obviously had been kicked before.

How was his son actually spending his days?

Yan Gui laid on the ground, and gave a sigh for this matter.

Yan Xuanjing looked at Yan Gui who was lying motionless on the ground, slowly organised his clothes and had no intention of giving his father the dog bed at all.

Those soft and fragrant dog beds were his.

What did they have to do with Yan Gui?

Could Yan Gui, as a father, actually do such a thing like stealing a dog bed from this weak and pitiful helpless fox?

— Yan Gui could really do such a thing.

Yan Xuanjing looked at Yan Gui, who ran to the living room on the first floor and picked up a dog bed, and felt that he had really underestimated his father's face.

This time, Yan Gui didn't climb onto the bed. He placed the dog bed next to Lin Mu's bed, looked at Lin Mu, who was sleeping so well he was snoring a little, and pulled the blanket over him to cover his exposed belly.

Although a half-monster should not be so vulnerable as to get a cold, but this half-monster had just awakened, and it was always okay to pay more attention.

Yan Gui very considerately covered Lin Mu with the blanket and laid down in the dog bed. Seeing that his son was still standing by the door, he lazily patted the floor beside the dog bed.

Want to sleep together?

Yan Xuanjing mercilessly turned away.

……

When Lin Mu woke up in the morning, he saw Milky lying in the dog bed beside his bed, sleeping soundly in a ball.

Lin Mu rolled out of bed, grabbed his slippers, and after washing up, found out that Milky was still sleeping and felt puzzled.

Before, Milky would get up early and go to the yard to sun, then, they would eat breakfast together. Where would he have the time to laze in bed?

Lin Mu frowned a little and went into the room to give the dog a rough rub all over.

“Wake up! You'll miss breakfast if you don't!”

Yan Gui was so unprepared that he even felt a little confused. He opened his eyes and stared at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu looked at Milky's black round eyes, happily hugged his dog, and whispered, “did you see Yan Xuanjing?”

Yan Gui: “……”

Lin Mu was very serious, “Milky, when you gain spiritual awareness, can you grow up to be like Yan Xuanjing?”

Yan Gui heard those words, felt that there was something of interest and instantly perked up.

“If you can't be as good looking as him, even a quarter is fine.” Lin Mu rambled on, then he stopped, “but it doesn't matter if you turn out to be ugly, Daddy will still love you if you do.”

“?!”

Yan Gui was shocked.

“But don't be too ugly, if you are of Da Hei's level, that's not bad too.” Lin Mu muttered a few more words then rubbed the dog's snout, “quickly go and take breakfast! I'll go and call Yan Xuanjing.”

Yan Gui looked at Lin Mu's back as he rushed away, and was deeply confused about his son's life here.

Lin Mu rushed out of his room to the guest room, and was filled with antic.i.p.ation as he knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, no one opened the door.

Lin Mu paused, then knocked again.

This time, somebody answered. However, it wasn't from the room, but the stairs instead.

Yan Xuanjing stood on the stairs and looked at Lin Mu who was standing at the guest room, “is there something?”

“Ah.” Lin Mu made a brief sound in reply, looked at Yan Xuanjing's face for a long while, then he smiled contently, “good morning!”

Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Mu's happy appearance, was a little confused, but nodded.

“I came over to call you for breakfast,” Lin Mu said.

Yan Xuanjing nodded, and thought about the little monsters that were busying about in the kitchen when he pa.s.sed by and said, “Lin Ginseng made it.”

Lin Mu wasn't surprised.

The Ginseng Baby had learnt a lot of new skills, and even learned how to play computer games.

Before, in the mountains, he didn't dare to go near to humans, not to mention human technology. After living in Lin Mu's house, every day, other than cultivating the soil and taking care of the spiritual medication, he would fiddle with all these things.

“Then I'll go down first!”

Being able to chat with good-looking people in the morning had really put him in a good mood.

Lin Mu, in his pajamas, happily skipped down the stairs, and helped the little Ginseng serve breakfast.

Yan Xuanjing watched Lin Mu go down the stairs, and his eyes landed on Yan Gui, who was awake but didn't move, as if he was deeply contemplating something.

This contemplation was mostly an illusion.

The old fox was definitely daydreaming.

Yan Xuanjing walked in, bent down, and mercilessly lifted the dog bed.

Yan Gui rolled down and turned back to look at his own son, “Milky, when you gain spiritual awareness, can you grow up to be like Yan Xuanjing?”

Yan Xuanjing had no expression on his face, “……”

Yan Gui swished the tip of his tail, “?”

Yan Xuanjing was very calm, and picked his father up with the dog bed and threw him downstairs.

Lin Mu knew nothing about the struggle between father and son.

He went into the kitchen and took a look at today's breakfast.

“Lin Mu, you're up! Look, I tried to make rice noodle rolls today!”

The little Ginseng pointed to the tablet on the kitchen table, and on the screen, was a paused tutorial video of red rice rolls1.

He brought his work out, and there was a crumb on the corner of his mouth, “I think it's delicious!”

“Awesome!”

Lin Mu praised him, patted the little Ginseng's head, wiped the crumb from the corner of his mouth and took out the fish porridge.

The little Ginseng carried his new work, following behind Lin Mu like a small tail, and had a small blush on his face. He was very proud, “I also made crispy chicken chops for the great monster!”

“The great monster is called Yan Xuanjing.” Lin Mu said, looked at the golden fried chicken chops, and felt like he had lost.

To be honest.

When he had fried chicken chops for himself, he had never fried one out in such a beautiful colour.

The little Ginseng pulled out the stool beside the dining table, climbed up, shook his head and was very proud, “recently, I'm still learning how to cook braised pork belly2.”

“En?” Lin Mu glanced at Yan Xuanjing who was coming down from upstairs and took out an extra stool, “you didn't ask me to order any ingredients?”

“Milky went to the mountains to hunt!” The little Ginseng said, and the ginseng seeds on top of his head swayed gently with his movements, “Milky is very powerful, he can hunt wild boars, wild rabbits, pheasants, he knows anything!”

Lin Mu made a ‘wah'.

It's really wasn't easy being a stray dog. Lin Mu was a little sad to think that these skills were probably learnt while he was wandering around.

The little Ginseng took credit for Milky's achievements and said in a childish sounding tone, “I didn't waste anything, and gave them all to Milky to eat.”

Lin Mu was stunned, “no wonder I feel that Milky had become fatter when I held him yesterday.”

Yan Xuanjing, who had just sat down, glanced at him with a blank expression.

Yan Gui came in from the yard with a dog bed in his mouth, hearing those words, he looked down at his perfectly streamlined body, and felt that his friend's nephew was spouting nonsense again.

With his figure, how could he be fat?

This streamlined shape, this perfect proportion. He was covered in muscles along with an explosive strength. With a kick he could topple a building and a wave of his claw could flatten a mountain.

Where's the fat?

He's not fat at all.

Extremely perfect.

So perfect that it would be difficult to find a second nine-tailed fox as perfect as him.

Other than his wife.

Yan Gui placed down the dog bed, and ran to the side of the table with the food bowl prepared for him without minding those words at all.

“But Milky's acting a bit strange.”

Lin Mu scooped a spoonful of fish porridge, looking at the dog who was eating chicken chops and licking porridge, and said, “he never used to be this lazy, and although he always laid in the sun, it wasn't like this before.”

The little Ginseng saw that Yan Xuanjing came to the table, and his voice became smaller all of a sudden. He said softly, “maybe it's because he's lazy, that's why he's getting fat?”

That made sense.

Lazing about in the sun everyday and eating a lot, wouldn't he gain weight?

Lin Mu looked at Milky and bit his spoon. He hesitated for three seconds between letting the dog grow fat and let him lose weight, and very simply chose the latter.

After all, their Milky was going to gain spiritual awareness in the future!

What if the shape of his current body affected his body when he gained spiritual awareness?

If he didn't look good, how could Milky find a beautiful girl?

If he couldn't find a beautiful girl, Milky would definitely hate this father of his.

Lin Mu frowned, and felt that this wasn't OK.

The little Ginseng looked at Lin Mu, then looked at the dog again, and came up with the idea, “I can just take him to catch wild boars in the mountain today. Just exercise a little more, I think humans say exercising can help someone lose weight.”

Yan Gui shook his ears and watched Lin Mu, on alert.

“Okay.”

Oh great.

Lin Mu felt that was OK.

Exercise to lose weight, very scientific.

Yan Xuanjing sat next to him, eating his chicken chop and listened clearly to what had been arranged for his father, slowly drank his porridge, and felt that this porridge made him feel good from his stomach to his heart.

The translator has this to say:

Well, Lin Mu doesn't have to worry. Milky isn't going to find any beautiful girls in the future.

There's a lot of different versions of braised pork belly. Some include a little sauce at the bottom, some like a stew, and others are dry (like in the photo above. It's easy to cook and delicious! Click the picture for the link Sugar Braised Pork Belly recipe.

This is a variant of Rice Noddle Rolls, or Jyu Cheung Fan/Chee Cheong Fun.

Couldn't find an English recipe for this one, and some Chinese ones needed a premade mix for the red outside skin. Instead,  a similar recipe without a red skin (but a white one), with customisable fillings.

A sleepy, sleepy couch potato that adores BL. Only second to sleeping.