The world is broken, the cubs mend it

The little guy looked up at him and counted on his fingers: "Grandpa, yes, wood."

That’s right, that’s what her father taught her. She read it in order and it was completely correct.

"Yuga, are you teaching the children our language?"

Phelps looked at the little girl's serious expression with a kind look, and he didn't mind what his granddaughter had just said.

"Yes, father. How are you doing recently?"

Yuga stepped forward and saluted respectfully, reporting on the progress of the training over the past two days and the completion of the mission of the dispatched team.

As Phelps gets older, he always has some minor health problems, but compared to the safety of his tribesmen, these are nothing.

After listening to the report summary, he nodded with satisfaction. Now he has grown into a big tree and can stand on his own, and he doesn't need to make decisions on everything himself.

"Yuanyuan, how is the food here? Is it to your liking?"

Phelps's accent when pronouncing the child's name was a little strange. The last time I heard her say it, I silently memorized the pronunciation.

He would read it in his spare time these two days, but he didn't expect that it would still be very difficult to read when reading it in front of his little granddaughter.

"good to eat!"

Yuanyuan is not very picky about food. Except for things that are too sour, she will eat most vegetables and fruits.

"Father, she has a good appetite and is a good child who is not picky about food."

Yuga poured himself a cup of hot water to moisten his throat. He remembered that when he was escorted away from his hometown by his father, he found the food difficult to swallow because of the decline in his living standards.

Now when I think about it, I feel that I was so pretentious at that time. I was almost unable to survive, but I still had the mind to complain that the food was not tasty.

After going through so much, he would never have those same thoughts again, and the child was surprisingly easy to raise.

"If you are too busy, I can take care of the children for you."

Phelps felt relieved to hear him say that. It was unknown what kind of life the child had led before, and he was worried that she would not be able to adapt to the harsh conditions here.

"No need father, I can take care of her."

Yuga quickly rejected the kindness, he still wanted to keep the child with him.

For some reason, he always felt like something was missing when the child was not around today.

"Yuga, don't put too much pressure on yourself and take care of yourself."

Phips did not force it. He did not have much chance to rest normally. It was good for the child to be with him, so that he could keep him company and relieve his boredom in his free time.

"I will father."

Yuga is respectful in front of his father, and they are not as close as ordinary fathers and sons. Most of the time, his mother accompanies him.

His mother was his father's second wife, and he has three half-brothers and sisters.

Unfortunately, they all died in that battle, and only he escaped with the protection of his father.

Phelps took out a chessboard and invited him to play against him. The father and son sat facing each other at the two ends of the chessboard. Yuanyuan used his hands and feet to climb onto his father's lap.

There are thirty-two chess pieces on the black and white chess grid, including a king, a queen, two chariots, two elephants, two horses and eight soldiers.

Different chess pieces move in different ways, and the winner is to "checkmate" the opponent's king.

She couldn't understand what each chess piece represented, so she curiously reached out and pushed her father's black chess piece, which was carved into the shape of a horse's head.

"Baby, I'll teach you how to play."

Yuga's chess skills were not as good as her father's, but seeing that the child was interested, he held her hand, moved the chess piece and told her what it represented and how to move it.

"..."

Yuanyuan's head was a mess. She looked up at her father's lips, only to see them moving and closing, but she couldn't understand anything.

Halfway through the translation, 007 felt that the little guy was drowsy, so he stopped the simultaneous interpretation. This scene was really boring and hypnotic.

The little guy nodded his head as he listened, then he tilted his head and fell asleep.

Yuga was completely absorbed in the game of chess, and when the little fellow loosened his grip and the chess piece fell to the ground, he realized that his cub had fallen asleep.

It turns out that playing chess can also have a hypnotic effect.

He took off his coat and put it on the child, then pulled the little guy into his arms. The child turned over and his face was pressed against his clothes.

Yuga's chess skills were far inferior to his father's, and he was defeated after just a few rounds.

He stared at the chessboard dejectedly for a long time. He was indeed not as good as his father in terms of strategy.

"Don't be discouraged, Yuga, one day you will be able to defeat me."

When Phelps smiled, the beard on his chin trembled. His chess skills had improved significantly, but he was just one move away.

Dad’s bedtime hypnosis was so powerful that Yuanyuan slept until dark.

Smelling the aroma of food, he stretched in his father's arms, covered his mouth and yawned, his bright eyes searching around for where the tempting fragrance came from.

Yuga comes to have dinner with his father once a week. He cherishes every meeting with his father, who is one of the few relatives he has left.

"Baby, do you know how long you slept?"

He stretched out five fingers, representing five full hours. He really doubted whether she would be able to sleep at night.

This meal was made by Phipps himself, and the ingredients were limited so the taste was not very good.

As a leader, he did not exercise any special privileges, and the supplies he received each time were not much different from those of his people.

"Grandpa, it's delicious..."

Yuanyuan uttered a few simple words. The potatoes were stewed until soft and tasty, and they tasted delicious when crushed and mixed with rice.

"I am honored to receive your praise."

Phelps looked at his little granddaughter kindly. Just as his son had described, she was a good child who was not picky about food. Even watching her eat was a pleasant thing to watch.

"What is the child's ability?"

"It has not been detected yet. We have to wait for her superpowers to awaken."

Yuga thought of this question when they first met. It would be great if he was a lightning-type mutant like himself, with strong attack power and the ability to protect himself.

After dinner, Yuga was responsible for cleaning up the mess.

The energetic Yuanyuan grabbed grandfather's scepter with both hands and climbed up like a little monkey.

The scepter was polished very smoothly, and it slid down again just after it climbed up a little bit.

Although Phips was old, his abilities had not declined. He could move the child's body while leaning on the scepter.

"Grandpa is a strong man!"

Yuanyuan was having a lot of fun and raised her little hand to give grandpa a thumbs up.

"Hahaha…"

Phelps laughed for the first time in a long time and bent down to high-five the little guy.

When he was with his granddaughter who was full of childlike fun, he felt like his heart had become a few years younger.

Yuanyuan went to her grandfather's bedroom. There were several wall lamps on the wall, emitting a gentle, soft light.

On the table at the foot of the bed sat a metal box, its corners glowing blue.

Phips placed his hand above the box, a blue light swept across his palm, and the lock of the box opened automatically.

He pulled out a small box and opened it to reveal a silver snake-shaped bracelet with two valuable emeralds on the top.