Chapter 46: Hard-Selling System

Qiu Yinuo didn’t care how dark her mother’s expression turned. She turned around and went back inside to fetch the thermos.

Luckily, she had hidden it in the space yesterday. Otherwise, her mother would’ve nagged from yesterday until today.

“Auntie, don’t be mad at Sister Yinuo. She’s just worried about you. You have to wake up in the middle of the night every night to boil water and make milk. She bought the thermos so you could sleep better.”

Of course Cheng Hongying understood that.

That damned girl had bought the thermos for her own good. But couldn’t she have just said so nicely?

Then again, even if she had said it nicely, she still would’ve scolded her. That was just her personality—one that was unlikely to change for the rest of her life.

Before long, Qiu Yinuo returned with the thermos in hand. “I forgot to rinse it with hot water yesterday. Scald it thoroughly later to disinfect it.”

 “So much fuss.” Cheng Hongying muttered.

“…”

Now she finally understood why the original owner always argued with her in the memories.

Turning around, Qiu Yinuo went back to her room. Seeing that Dabao and Erbao weren’t there, she immediately shut the door behind her.

Inside the space, Menghua was like a tireless salesperson, energetically introducing a few new systems it had added.

“Come on, bind one! You won’t lose anything!”

Finally, someone had shown up—how could 3224 not give a proper presentation?

It had to work hard to leave this small world and complete its mission in the next one.

It absolutely couldn’t end up as the lowest-ranked system in the main hub. That would be so embarrassing.

This little world—it had completely given up on.

Fortunately, a single world could have up to three hosts. If it kept relying on the current one, it might end up stuck here forever.

Just the thought of that was terrifying!

Since returning to the village, Dabao had been bored out of his mind.

He couldn’t enter the space at will anymore, and there was no one to chat with. So these past few days, whenever no one was around, he brought his little brother in to mess with 3224 a bit.

Watching a giant panda talk like a human—it was actually pretty fun.

Seeing Dabao grinning at it, 3224 slapped the ground in frustration. “Shao Xingchen, are you even listening to me?”

Ahhh, even an angry panda slapping the floor looked adorable.

[I’m listening, keep going.]

“…I’m done talking.”

[Huh? That’s it? I thought you had hundreds of systems. Introduce a few more.]

3224 puffed up angrily. “I can’t possibly introduce all of them!”

Seeing its puffed cheeks and the auto-applied rosy filter, Dabao’s heart practically melted from the cuteness.

He really wished he had a phone right now so he could snap a picture of this explosively adorable moment and share it with his fans.

[It’s fine, I’ve got plenty of time.] No one talked to him—he was really bored!

His grandma kissed him every day, called him her precious little heart, and praised him so much his ears were about to grow calluses.

His uncle was even worse—he secretly asked him to call him “Dad.”

Thankfully, he couldn’t talk yet. Otherwise, he’d definitely have Grandma fix his uncle’s twisted sense of humor.

3224 wanted to cry. It blamed its own impulsiveness at the time. When it encountered this once-in-a-lifetime genius, it couldn’t resist activating the auto-binding system. Who knew the host would be such a slacker, completely lost in indulgence to this day.

As a result, it couldn’t break free from this host’s small world and could only try binding others.

But even the side accounts were cunning—they weren’t falling for it either.

No matter how much it talked, they just wouldn’t bind to the system.

The one and only chance for an automatic binding in a small world had already been used. Now, it could only wait for someone to choose it.

Thinking of this, 3224 raised its head with an oddly confident smile—one that looked a bit silly.

“As long as you’re willing to bind with me, I’ll even change my name to Menghua.” It couldn’t care less about whether it would be laughed at later when it returned to the main system—it had decided to go all out.

But before Dabao could respond, Qiu Yinuo suddenly entered the space.

“I knew you brought Erbao in here. Aren’t you afraid someone might notice? Come on, hurry out—your grandma just finished making the milk and will be here any minute.”

She scooped up the two chubby babies, completely ignoring 3224, and vanished from the space the next second.

3224 was left stunned.

“???”

What just happened? It had almost tricked the host into binding with it!

3224 froze for a while. When it finally realized no one was coming back, it got so angry it stood up, grabbed a nearby small tree, and yanked it right out of the ground.

Then it stomped on it.

“Bad people, everyone in this world is bad! Wuwuwu… I want to go home!”

Still not satisfied, it lifted its stubby little leg and tried to kick another tree.

But its leg was too short—it couldn’t even reach. Instead, it ended up pulling a muscle.

The pain was so bad, tears started streaming down its face. This world was far too unfriendly. Even the trees in the space were bullying it.

As soon as Qiu Yinuo brought the boys out of the space, He Ziqing came in with a bowl of milk.

“Sister Yinuo, you feed Erbao. I’ll take Dabao.”

One was breastfed, the other formula-fed. Both of them seemed perfectly content.

He Ziqing muttered curiously, “So strange. Why did Dabao suddenly stop wanting your milk?”

Dabao felt a little guilty. With his actual age, even if he did want to breastfeed, his mom probably wouldn’t let him!

Thankfully, his dad had saved up quite a bit from his monthly stipend, so he could still afford formula.

“It’s actually a good thing he stopped. I don’t have that much milk anyway,” Qiu Yinuo quickly changed the subject. “Are all the preparations done?”

“Almost. All the time-consuming dishes are stewing. Tomorrow, we just need to reheat them.”

“Good. Keep an eye on Jinzi. Once he wakes up tomorrow morning, tell him to go borrow some tables and chairs from the neighbors. The more chairs the better—we don’t want people having to stand while they eat.”

“Don’t worry, Sister Yinuo. Jinzi’s pretty reliable.”

At that moment, the supposedly “reliable” Qiu Qianjin was in the kitchen pestering his mother, trying to get her to invite Qian Zhiqing to the meal.

“I already mentioned it when we met yesterday, Mom. But if you go and invite her personally, it’ll show we respect her.”

Cheng Hongying snorted. “Has your brain been knocked loose by a fart? I barely know her. She didn’t help us with anything either—why should I invite her?”

“Qian Zhiqing is my friend. I invited her.”

“Then let her come because you invited her. You want me to go invite her? In your dreams!”

Seeing that his mom wouldn’t budge no matter what, Qiu Qianjin had no choice.

She had raised him—she could tell what he was thinking just by looking at him. Without mercy, Cheng Hongying said, “Cut the crap. Of all the educated youths, she’s the one who looks down on us the most. You’ve got some thick skin, always trying to get close to her. You’re just like that toad—not dangerous, but damn irritating.”

Being insulted so bluntly by his own mother made Qiu Qianjin stomp his foot in frustration.
“Mom, am I even your son anymore?”

“It’s because you’re my son that I say these things. Otherwise, if people talk about you behind your back in the future, I’d feel even worse.”

Qiu Qianjin: “…”