Is Uncle Ye my father?
Yu Qingluo’s expression changed drastically, the hands holding Nannan’s body loosened all of sudden as she hurried to try and cover his mouth with them.
With the sudden release, Nannan’s body lost its support and was about to plunge, face down, onto the floor.
“Nannan!” Yu Qingluo stopped breathing as she looked down frightened with her eyes wide open.
Ye Xiudu frowned. Before the boy’s body could hit the ground, he had already moved, holding him and also helping up Yu Qingluo’s leaning body. (TL: I think she was about to try and hold Nannan before he hit the ground)
When he finally held them both steady, he scowled and questioned: “What are you both doing?”
“Hah, thank you very much.” Yu Qingluo thanked him as she turned back to her senses, taking Nannan into her arms and rushing over to the room she had been seeing patients not long before without giving another look back.
“Mother, mother, wait a minute! That jade… mm, mhh…!” ‘Mother covered his mouth again! Mother, you’re a bastard, he can’t breathe!’
Yu Qingluo couldn’t care less about that at this moment, the only thing in her mind was how to make this blabbermouth of a son conceal this matter. She absolutely can never let him talk a word to Ye Xiudu.
The other people in the backyard were all left behind in bewilderment. Ye Xiudu gave a mystified glance at the door where their backs disappeared and then turned his eyes to shoot an inquisitive glance at Jin Liuli nearby.
Faced with four different pairs of inquisitive eyes, Jin Liuli was also very clueless. Shrugging, she replied in a helpless tone: “I’m also not sure what happened, maybe Yu Qingluo had some things to discuss with Nannan alone. In any case, both of them have always been very mysterious.”
Ye Xiudu nodded his head in agreement. This woman, Yu Qingluo, still had many secrets he didn’t know about.
But there was no need to rush. He was just going to take his time and peel out those layers of secrecy one by one.
“Okay, it’s getting late. I think they’ll be talking for a while. And as for you all, you can just grab a bite in here before going back. Our place is a tavern, and we have food, however, this food has a price! But oh, don’t you worry. Since you are that little wench’s friends, then I’ll give you a 5% discount. I am such a generous person…”
Jin Liuli’s voice grew smaller and distant as she walked away, there were sounds of other footsteps besides hers. Eventually, the sounds completely disappeared as they seemed to follow her to the front hall.
She also heard Shen Ying’s complaint from time to time.
Yu Qingluo had put her ear against the door, carefully listening to the movements outside. When everything was silent again, she slowly let out a relieved sigh, closed her eyes and moved to sit down on a chair.
Nannan had been placed on the small round table in front of her, his short legs swayed back and forth as he puzzledly observed his Mother’s actions.
It wasn’t until she finally sat down beside him that he jumped down from the table and started pulling on Yu Qingluo’s clothes while loudly saying: “Mother, isn’t that jade pendant your… mhhm, mmh…!”
“Lower your voice, right now!” [1] Yu Qingluo glared fiercely at her son, covering his mouth with her right hand.
Nannan felt uncomfortable after having his mouth covered and nodded strongly with teary eyes.
Yu Qingluo snorted and released her hand.
Nannan raised his head, gasping large mouthfuls of air, finally feeling more comfortable. He wanted to express his dissatisfaction to her but thinking about what his Mother said just now he quickly decided to keep his voice down and save his complaints within his heart.
“Mother, don’t you know that I’m your son? If you keep always blocking me like that, then I might suffocate and die. You’ll lose your lovely, smart, lively and brave son. It would be a huge loss for you, wouldn’t it? Don’t think of me as a bigmouth, all I do is for your own good. In this world, only I work this hard for you. You have to protect me properly and cannot let me be hungry, thirsty, hurt nor allow me to be wronged. Don’t you know that?”
“Shut up.” Yu Qingluo rolled her eyes, speechless at that: “You are as much a chatterbox as your Grandma Ge.”
“That’s nonsense. My grandma Ge isn’t as much of a chatterbox as I am.” Nannan straightened his back and lift his chest up proudly.
Yu Qingluo facepalmed, she felt like crying but there were no tears to fall.
“Ah, by the way, talking about Grandma Ge. Mother, I just saw that Uncle Ye’s jade pendant is very similar to the one you carry on yourself!” Nannan touched his chin, carefully thinking about Grandma Ge’s words: “Grandma Ge said that the jade pendant my mother carried was originally a pair, but you only had one half of it since the other half was being kept by my father. I just noticed that uncle Ye’s jade pendant really looks like the other half of it. Shouldn’t uncle Ye be my…” Nannan’s words came to an abrupt end as his eyes popped wide. He then shouted: “Is he my father?!”
“Crap!” [2]
Yu Qingluo cursed in a low voice: “Don’t speak so loudly.”
“B-b-but, but… Mother, ahhh! Uncle Ye is my… my father. My father!!” Nannan’s eyes were still wide open, even his speech was all disordered. His little mouth opened full. It was almost as if he discovered a brand-new world ahead.
The very next second, he quickly turned around and was about to rush towards the door: “I want to find my father…”
“Come back, now!” Yu Qingluo knew that he was going to react like that, so she prevented him from moving beforehand. So, as soon as he tried to rush off, she hugged his body and sat him up on the table again.
“You are not allowed to find him.”
“Eh? Why?”
Yu Qingluo inhaled deeply, then fixing Nannan’s body on the table with both hands, she stared at him and spoke aloud, word by word: “Who said that he is your father? Who said that the jade pendant on uncle Ye’s body actually belongs to him?”
Nannan frowned, that jade pendant fell from uncle Ye’s clothes, could it be that it belonged to someone else?
“Look, the jade pendant on your Mother’s body isn’t mine as well, is it? So, the one Uncle Ye has might have just been picked up by him before, or given to him by others, right?”
Nannan thought about it, thinking that it was also very logical explanation. But…
“Then, let’s ask Uncle Ye then. Can we? That way we’ll be able to know whether he is Nannan’s father or not.”
Yu Qingluo held her forehead. ‘Nannan, your mother wouldn’t dislike you if you were a bit more stupid sometimes.’
She let out a sigh and then decided to change strategies: “Ok, IF, and I’m saying only IF! If he really is your father, then do you want to acknowledge him as your father?”
“Yes.” Nannan spoke loudly. ‘Uncle Ye held him well and he is also very handsome and seems to be rich. He also has many subordinates, and the most important part is… he has a black panther.’
(TL: My ED has complained over and over about this third person ‘Uncle Ye held him well…’ and others, but I won’t change because these thoughts, I’m the one putting then between ‘ ‘, since they are partially the author storytelling through a character’s thought more than their own thoughts. But if this structure appears in a formal dialogue or thought then I’ll make the change. It was my choice to keep closer to the original and direct translation)
Hehehe, if he and Uncle Ye recognize each other as father and son, then that black panther will be his too.
Everyone said that the things that belong to a father also belong to his son. So that black panther… yup, yup. Is going to obey him well in the future.
Nannan’s thoughts went far and wide. He looked very proud and moved. Yu Qingluo, who was watching that front-roll, frowned deeply, letting out a sigh from time to time.
Translated by C, The Apostle of Coffee
Edited by NoveLeo, Life is a Drama
Translator’s Notes
[1] For learners: (pronoun + 给 + 我 + action) is a structure you can use to command other people, but it’s very rude to use it, so only use around people who you know well (when you are pissed) or with people you want to offend. I made a loose translation for that, so don’t be surprised if the original text seems different, it’s just that I can’t translate this directly while maintaining the meaning.
[2] 我去 doesn’t mean ‘I go’ in this case. Instead it’s an abbreviation for ‘我勒个去’ – this slang means ‘shoot, crap, fuck!’ Hence the translation.
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