Chapter 17: You Don't Want to Be a Little Stinky Pig, Do You?

So the study god was this cute as a child?

Big eyes, very dark pupils; one look and you could tell he was the studious type.

Chengcheng reached out a hand, wanting to pinch Jin Fanmo's cheek.

Alas, Jin Fanmo dodged backward, strict as a dean of students, "There are bacteria on your hand, and the milk residue on your hand has fermented in the air, increasing the bacteria count. You'd better wash your hands before shaking hands with me."

Chengcheng:...

As expected, top students are very particular.

Then let's not shake.

Seeing her so obedient, actually not touching him anymore, Jin Fanmo was a little surprised.

"You're not much like the few little devil cousins at my house."

Those cousins were only two or three years old, but every single one was a demon. They didn't understand human speech and created high-decibel scenes. It was so noisy he couldn't focus on reading, so he came over with Grandpa.

The environment in the capital is still quiet; everyone reads quietly. It's the study environment he likes.

Unlike the coastal city side, which is a noisy place for little brats; you simply can't read in peace.

Chengcheng:...

This big brother seems to be only five years old, right?

But Jin Fanmo didn't consider himself a child at all. Like a little adult, he pulled a disinfecting wet wipe from his pocket, wrapped one around his own hand, then grabbed Chengcheng's hand and used another wipe to clean hers.

Chengcheng didn't expect him to be this much of a germaphobe. *Tsk tsk*, she marveled, other people's kids really are different.

Jin Fanmo held Chengcheng's little meaty hand and found the baby's hand quite interesting. Short fingers, chubby back of the hand, and several little dimples—press one and a dent forms.

"You're quite chubby."

This sudden sentence stunned Chengcheng.

Then she reacted, glaring at him angrily, "Da da da da da!!" *You're the chubby one!!*

She clearly just had baby fat; where was she chubby?

Tiantian, confused, saw her cursing angrily. Like a little tail, she hid behind her, chimed in with two "Da da"s, then hid again, like an ostrich.

Seeing the two of them throwing a tantrum for no reason, Jin Fanmo frowned his little brows and explained to her.

"A normal body fat percentage means the back of the hand should be flat. Yours has the plump feel of a pig's trotter—that's chubby. But since you're in infancy, it's probably from drinking too much milk and putting on weight. You'll slim down when you grow up."

Chengcheng:...

Who doesn't know that logic? Did you have to say it?

And you put it so unpleasantly—pig's trotter feel, that's too much.

"Ah da da da da!!" If you can't speak nicely, don't speak.

But Jin Fanmo felt he hadn't said anything wrong.

"When you reach the walking stage, walking and exercising every day will burn off this milk fat. No need to thank me; I'm happy to have answered your question."

Chengcheng:...

Fine, she couldn't out-argue the future study god. She gave up.

Seeing her quiet down, Jin Fanmo sat down and examined her features.

Big eyes, double eyelids, plus long eyelashes, curly hair—indeed, very exquisite features.

Then he looked at Tiantian shrinking behind her. Also big eyes, but inner double eyelids, very thick lashes, a Jiangnan beauty look—delicate and pitiful.

"Are you fraternal twins?"

Chengcheng's eyes lit up. She didn't expect this little brat to actually know this.

There were no twin genes in Jin Fanmo's family. This was his first time seeing twins, and fraternal ones at that, so he was quite interested.

He reached out to compare Chengcheng's features, calculating, "Judging by your looks, you should take after Grandpa Chi. Genetically, you should be closer to Grandpa Chi, because you two look quite alike."

Chengcheng froze. She didn't know if this little brat really knew or was faking it.

After all, in her past life, no one had ever guessed she looked like the Chi family.

Maybe it was a first-impression thing. Since they knew only Tiantian was the Chi family's child, they never thought she was also a Chi.

They might have suspected it along the way, but the paternity test results were swapped by the vicious male supporting character, so no one said she looked like the Chis anymore.

She didn't expect this little brat to say she looked like the Chis after just one meeting?

And that she looked more like Grandpa?

"Da da?" *Can you really tell?*

Jin Fanmo nodded very certainly. "From your physiognomy, Grandpa Chi must have had your kind of deep, three-dimensional features when he was young."

"Or maybe Great-Grandpa Chi looks even more alike."

Genetically, a child doesn't necessarily look like their parents; they could look like grandparents, great-grandparents, or great-grandmothers.

It's just that the previous generation's elders passed away long ago, and everyone gradually forgot their faces, so naturally they couldn't recall them.

But in the descendants, there's always one child who strongly resembles a certain elder's facial features.

Chengcheng hurriedly pulled Tiantian out from behind her. "Da!"

Meaning: look at who Tiantian takes after.

Jin Fanmo looked at Tiantian's delicate, fawn-like appearance and said, "Tiantian probably takes after your mom."

Because neither Grandpa Chi nor Grandma Chi had that delicate, pitiful look; they were the stunning type. So Tiantian must take after her birth mother.

Chengcheng had never seen her birth mother, so she didn't know what she looked like.

But looking at Tiantian's fawn-like appearance, plus Dad always saying Tiantian looks like that fool of a mom—Mom was definitely a little white rabbit type, no doubt.

Seeing her deep in thought, Jin Fanmo found her quite interesting.

"You're not much like my cousins at home."

Those little brats at home just know how to eat and play; they don't listen to a word of reason.

This little fatty pig in front of him is cuter; at least she's willing to listen to him.

Chengcheng rolled her eyes at him speechlessly. "Da da da." *You're the pig.*

Jin Fanmo found it extremely interesting. "Could it be you actually understand what I'm saying?"

Although there are a certain number of genius babies in this world, he wasn't too sure if the one in front of him was one.

So he pulled out the seven-language comprehensive dictionary he carried with him, flipped to a random page, pointed out three words.

"Hallo! Bonjour, Annyeonghaseyo—these three all mean hello."

"The first is German, the second is French, the third is Korean. I'll read them once more, then you point out the correct language."

"Hallo! What language is this?"

Chengcheng knew it was German, just wasn't sure if she should point it out.

Although the world is quite open-minded now, there are always extremists.

If people found out she was reincarnated, they'd probably catch her for gene testing, brain testing.

So during her baby years, she didn't dare show off too much.

This hesitation made Jin Fanmo think he had overestimated her.

"Sigh, I overthought it. Turns out you're not a genius baby; you're a piggy baby."

Chengcheng:...

"Da da da da!!" Little chubby finger pointing at him. *You're the piggy baby!!*

This young lady *is* a genius baby.

She'll definitely surpass you in the future.

Too bad she's young; even if she studies, she's not in the same grade as him, so she probably can't surpass him.

Seeing her throwing a tantrum every other second, Jin Fanmo felt the piggy baby wasn't just chubby; her temper didn't seem too good either.

Like a little adult, he admonished her, "Children shouldn't curse and swear. Be gentler, or you'll be treated like a little stinky pig."

"You don't want to be a little stinky pig, do you?"

Chengcheng:... again.

Little Chengcheng asks for votes, love you sisters♡

(End of Chapter)