Qingchuan reached out to her and said, "Come, let uncle hug you."
Feng Shiyan was most familiar with Qingchuan. She walked over and asked him to hold her on his lap, "Uncle."
"Huh?" Qingchuan fiddled with the little girl's hair.
"Do you have any single friends? Please introduce one to my aunt."
Qingchuan laughed, "Are you still worried about your aunt's lifelong affairs?"
"I'm worried about my life." The little girl said seriously, "I'm afraid that my aunt is going through menopause and no one can stop her."
Qingchuan's mouth twitched, and he endured the humiliation: "Okay, don't worry, uncle will be the first to introduce him to your aunt when he meets someone suitable."
Hearing this, Feng Shiyan glanced at him.
"Uncle, aren't you single? As the saying goes, those who are close to the water first get the moon, and the wealth should not go to outsiders, you..."
"You want to keep your aunt, so you want your uncle to die, right?" He gritted his teeth close to Feng Shiyan's ear.
Why is this kid so good at making connections?
"Stay here for two days?" Ye Lai said at this time.
"Okay." Qingchuan stretched his waist, "I also feel like someone is cooking and eating when I wake up."
"My uncle will take you out to play tomorrow." He tugged on the little girl's hair.
There was no surprise on Feng Shiyan's face, "Where are we going to play?"
"You can go wherever you want."
"Really?" Feng Shiyan narrowed her eyes.
Qingchuan waved generously, "Of course, uncle always keeps his word."
"Then let's call my aunt too."
Qingchuan thought for a moment and said, "Whatever you want."
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evening.
After dinner, a few of them were chatting about nothing in the study, and Feng Wan was summoned to bring them coffee.
Feng Wan put the coffee in front of Qingchuan, with an unkind look in his eyes: "You seem to be very idle?"
Among Ye Lai's brothers, Qingchuan is the one who comes here the most. Don't they all say that those AIs need to complete tasks frequently?
"I'm free."
"Everyone is busy doing tasks, why don't you go?" Feng Yuan pulled up a chair and sat down, sneering: "Is it because you are old and can't do the tasks anymore?"
"Who is old?" Qingchuan was dissatisfied, "My version is too low, no one asked me to do the task."
Ye Lai took advantage of the situation and asked, "Don't Li Hen plan to update your chip?"
"Yes, I don't agree."
Maybe because he is really old, Qingchuan now dares to refuse Li Hen.
"When you get promoted, your responsibilities become more important. Like Mr. Bai, I haven't seen him for a long time. He is so busy traveling around the world that I feel tired just thinking about it."
Qingchuan has no ambitions, he just wants to live his life peacefully.
The AI's lifespan is lower than the average lifespan of ordinary humans, so it doesn't want to waste its own health.
"Shall I ask my husband to make you a female AI to play with you?" Ye Lai asked with a smile.
Feng Yan suddenly looked away from the computer and nodded to Qingchuan: "I can give it a try."
In the past two years, he has been studying how to use chips to change the technology of some people with acquired disabilities.
This idea was proposed by Ye Lai.
At first, her arms twitched, but after the chip was installed, she regained her ability to take care of herself.
Feng Yan thought that it would be a good thing if this could really be promoted on a large scale.
"Don't you want to experiment on real people?" Qingchuan crossed his legs.
"It's not an experiment."
Feng Yan explained: "Look at Ye Lai, it has an iron shell. I can change it to silicone, which is the material in Ye Lai's body now. If it is not man-made, it will not rot and melt in twenty years."
Hearing this, Qingchuan thought for a long time, "Is it an inflatable doll that can communicate with people?"
Feng Yan: "..."
Ye Lai: "..."
Feng Wan: "..."
"cough."
Feng Yan nodded: "It's okay if you think so."
"Then why don't you mass-produce it? It must have sold out." Qingchuan laughed, "Copy various sounds and tones."
"lewd."
Qingchuan's smile froze, and he stared blankly at Laifu who slid in, "The robot is not allowed to speak."
Leif stared at him for several seconds: "I see from your face that you have been in love lately."
"Ah." Qingchuan was surprised, "Have you also input metaphysics into it?"
"No." Feng Yan denied.
Lefu pointed his hand at Feng Wan opposite him: "I read a book with her."
"Hey, my good sister doesn't believe in fate but she believes in metaphysics?" Qingchuan joked.
"Haha." Feng Yuan stood up and looked him up and down: "I think you are at risk of becoming disabled recently, so be careful."
After saying that, Feng Yuan glared at him and left.
Qingchuan was not angry. He turned around and became more serious: "Li Hen has also been eyeing this base and has been investigating it for a long time. Not only him, but also some other colleagues. There is news that this base is a black base and does everything.
It’s some shady business, and foreign companies have already lost their money to them.”
Ye Lai suddenly remembered something, "Could it be the group of people we were blocked in a few years ago?"
"No." Feng Yan immediately denied, "They are not related."
He investigated later and completely dispersed the group.
"What did Li Hen say?" Ye Lai asked.
"I don't know, because no one knows what this black base is doing now. I guess cloning is just a cover to hide it from others," Qingchuan analyzed.
Ye Lai fell into deep thought, and Qingchuan stood up: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed."
"Um."
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The next day.
Feng Yan and Ye Lai went out early in the morning. Qingchuan received a WeChat message from Ye Lai, saying that he was going to find someone he knew to investigate the matter.
"Hi, two cuties!"
Over at the restaurant, Qingchuan greeted his nephew and niece.
"Good morning, uncle." The brother and sister responded politely.
Qingchuan sat down and looked at the rice on the table on the left, "Do you always use porcelain bowls to cook rice?"
Feng Shiyan blinked: "That's my aunt's job."
"Rice... rice bowl?"
Seeing his uncle looking towards him, Feng Sicheng nodded in affirmation.
Qingchuan silently placed his bowl next to that bowl and compared it.
It feels like a grandson and a grandpa.
At this time Feng Wan came over, and Qingchuan quickly took the bowl back.
Feng Wan didn't look at him and ate his own in silence.
Seeing how she could really finish the big bowl of rice, Qingchuan swallowed his saliva and said, "No, my dear sister, don't you really feel overwhelmed?"
"Auntie has been in a bad mood since yesterday, so she can feel better by eating more," Feng Sicheng explained.
Qingchuan raised his eyebrows, curious: "Who messed with the eldest lady?"
"If you say one more thing, it will be you." Feng Wan's voice was extremely cold.
Qingchuan was very aware of current affairs and closed his mouth, making an OK gesture.
When Feng Wan went to pour water, Feng Shiyan took the opportunity to ask: "Uncle, do you really not consider my aunt?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingchuan's head almost shook and he said seriously: "Uncle, I really can't afford it. You don't even know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are."