Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 978 - 526

Chapter 978: 526

Yan Fei laughed and started joking, "So, you’re saying the tigers can’t get enough to eat and want to come to my place for a few hearty meals? That’s fine too. I don’t feel like showing off the tigers in the city anyway. You’d better talk it over with the zoo and arrange to bring them over for a few more days. Give them a few more good feedings at my place. Otherwise, with the way things are now, I doubt this would even work out."

Xiao Qin suddenly felt a little embarrassed and explained nervously, "It’ll be better in the future. We want the tigers to have cubs. How could we continue to barely get by like we used to? Once there are little tiger cubs in her belly, they’re going to be worth a lot. The zoo will definitely raise their living standards."

Seeing him like this, Yan Fei didn’t have the heart to say more. Saying anything further would be like bullying an honest man.

Old Wang was also in a good mood. Seeing that they had finished talking, he rubbed his hands gleefully, "Boss Yan, it’s almost noon. Are you going to provide a meal or not? If not, I’ll have to hurry over to my daughter’s place and let them know I’m coming for lunch so I won’t go hungry."

"Of course, of course, of course. How can you even say that? Once you’re here, how can I not provide a meal?" Yan Fei said, looking at Tiger Da, who seemed on the verge of a ’happy life’, in a good mood himself.

Having raised animals for so long, it was inevitable that he’d grow fond of them. Now the three brothers Tiger Da, along with that silly bear, including the golden eagle and also the sable, which had quietly been eliminating rodents and snakes around the greenhouse, had all become part of the Yan Fei family. Who wouldn’t want everything to be good at home?

Besides, what Old Wang said was clearly a provocation. The fifteenth day of the first lunar month hadn’t passed, so the New Year wasn’t considered over. An old man going to his daughter’s house to scrounge for food? The proper thing was for Ma Yongming and his wife to come over and entertain the guest.

Once in the car, Yan Fei pulled out his phone amidst Xiao Qin’s envious gaze and made a call, "Uncle Ming, I have a rare visitor here. Bring Younger Sister Xiao Yue and your son over to entertain our guest!"

Old Wang couldn’t help but smile wryly upon hearing the way Yan Fei addressed Xiao Yue as "Younger Sister." It wasn’t that Yan Fei was impolite. It was because Ma Yongming’s wife, Old Wang’s daughter, was quite the character—a one-in-a-million kind of character, to be precise.

Normally, the relatives and friends of a husband would address the wife according to their relationship with the husband. For example, if Yan Fei called Ma Yongming Uncle Ming, it would be completely normal for him to call his wife Auntie, right?

But that wasn’t the case with Ma Yongming’s wife. She thought she was still young and didn’t like being called Auntie by Yan Fei, a young fellow—it made her feel old. So, after she became familiar with Yan Fei, she wouldn’t let him call her Auntie. Calling her by name was fine.

What could Yan Fei do? Calling her by her name wasn’t quite respectful, but since it was disrespectful either way, he might as well call her whatever he liked.

As long as he didn’t call her Auntie, the younger she was made to appear in address, the happier she’d be—actually, outside of loving to engage in some excessive behavior, enjoying fun, spending money, dressing up, and being a bit lazy, Ma Yongming’s wife didn’t really have much wrong with her, and she didn’t have other issues in daily life.

Well, if you consider it from the perspective of the countryside, doing excessive things is called ’acting out’, and enjoying fun, spending money, dressing up, and being a bit lazy is called ’the three ugliness of a woman: gluttony, laziness, and vanity.’

If another woman acted like this, taking on all ’three ugliness’ and ’acting out’ so fiercely, she would either be chased out of the house or beaten every day.

However, things were different in the Ma Family. Who could blame them when this ’Younger Sister Xiao Yue’ was naturally beautiful and knew how to please her man, making Ma Yongming go weak at the knees as soon as he laid eyes on her? The most important thing was she could give birth—a healthy, chubby boy in one go. Even now, Ma Yongming’s father didn’t have much to say about it.

Old Wang was aware that Ma Yongming’s wife didn’t like being called Auntie by Yan Fei, so when he heard Yan Fei calling her that way, he could only give a wry smile—what could he do if his daughter was such a character?

Ma Yongming was already used to Yan Fei addressing his wife this way. Except for once when Yan Fei called Wang Yue ’big niece’ and he strongly objected, he didn’t mind other forms of address, "What are you stirring up now? Who’s there?"

"Who else could it be?" Yan Fei chuckled. "Hurry up and come over! And remember to bring your son. The old folks can’t wait to see their grandson!"

Xiao Qin, who was driving, was completely confused by the phone conversation. Glancing at the amused ’old folks’ beside him, he asked quietly, "Uncle Wang, is Boss Yan related to you?"

"No, we are not related," Old Wang said with a smile. "My son-in-law’s family has a close relationship with Xiao Fei’s family. They usually address each other this way."

Son-in-law’s family?

Xiao Qin’s mind was a mess, almost driving the car into a ditch.

The customs here are pretty strange! Calling the wife of an uncle ’Younger Sister’ instead of ’Auntie’. It’s true that traveling thousands of miles is better than reading thousands of books; customs really do differ from place to place. Going out once really does broaden one’s horizons.

Fortunately, this poor kid didn’t ’When in Rome, do as the Romans do’ during meals. He still addressed Yan Fei’s father and mother as uncle and auntie. Otherwise, it might be questionable whether he’d make it back today, and he might have ended up keeping company with the tigers—inside their stomachs.

Before lunch, Xiao Qin quickly called back to report the good news, obviously also to show off his success. He had taken charge and things had gone smoothly, much to everyone’s delight.

Bringing the tiger back was just one person’s idea after all; most people were still reasonable and just wanted to achieve the basic goal. Hearing the results Xiao Qin reported, they were completely satisfied and decided to quickly arrange transportation to bring the tiger over in the next couple of days.

The quicker such matters were handled, the better. The added incentive of benefits spurs action. Once the little tiger cubs came out, that would translate to ’profit’. Not only that, if not in the early edition of the Wan City Gazette, then at least they’d make it to the evening edition—fame and fortune were within reach. Who wouldn’t be happy with such a deal?

Isn’t there a saying that fame and fortune move the human heart?