"Mother, I didn't speak carelessly," Xiao Fenghao pursed his lips unhappily when he recalled the scene from last night.
Although he was sometimes reckless, he could still be relied on at times. Everyone's attention turned to him, waiting for him to continue.
His face darkened slightly as he recounted his experience. "It was my fault that I left Little Ya alone last night, but…" he paused briefly.
"Before I left Little Ya, our cousin actually asked me to come over. She acted so shadily. I thought she had something important to say that couldn't be said in front of others, but she actually was just asking me for wooden swords."
"Why did Cousin Wanrou ask Second Brother for wooden swords…" Xiao Yuyan thought out loud, voicing out the question in others' hearts.
Xiao Fenghao furrowed his brows. "She wants to give it to her crush's younger brother or something. I didn't bother listening to her reasoning. How useless Uncle can be that he couldn't make a wooden sword…"
"Don't say that, he is your uncle," Zhou Anran warned. Lest her children misspoke badmouthing their own uncle in public and earned them a bad reputation.
"Mother, it must have been them." Xiao Yuxi was fully convinced now. "In the other room, there was also Uncle's family and Grandmother. If someone snuck in, they must have noticed it unless they were the perpetrator themselves."
They didn't know what kind of method the family had used, but they had successfully lured away their grandfather and didn't let their youngest aunt notice what they were doing either.
Zhou Anran couldn't help but fall into a daze. The reasoning that her children had provided was quite logical. In her heart, isn't she also suspicious of her own mother already?
It was the last shred of filial pity that held back such thoughts from corrupting her mind.
At this moment, Xiao Qingya had awakened from her sleep. From her past experiences, if something was written in the plot, there was no point in stopping it. It would happen regardless. So, she didn't even bother trying anymore.
Besides, with her current small body, what could she do anyway?
She was restricted from talking about the plot, and she also couldn't act beyond her age. As such, from the beginning, every mission or reincarnation was doomed as failure even before it started. She was already somewhat used to it.
[System, they are really determined to torture me, didn't they?] Xiao Qingya pulled herself into a sitting position and leaned forward, sighing with her hands supporting her chubby cheeks.
Finally, the system had enough energy to talk to her now; even if the energy level remained stagnant and couldn't improve, it was enough to talk to her.
[Host, don't give up…] It trailed off, realizing that comfort was useless at this moment.
After Xiao Qingya unsurprisingly failed from her last mission again, she had proposed the System to erase her memory and remained dormant.
If she didn't remember, she wouldn't feel much pain.
Somehow, she still awakened her previous life's memories and recalled who she was. The situation seemed to be hopeless right now.
"System, you are so useless."
[Host, I can say the same thing about you.]
Because its host had never completed any mission at all despite her numerous reincarnations, it had no power to help its host to do anything.
The two finally sighed at the same time. We are so useless!
Because of her request to erase her memory, Xiao Qingya even had a debt right now. She knew that if she couldn't pay the debt, the System who had pulled strings for her might be the one who suffered, so she also felt guilty.
[You still can't find the method to unbind from me, System?] She asked pitifully.
The System's existence somewhat gave her an immortal soul, but it didn't mean that she couldn't die. In every world, her mortal body would die, and it was always painful.
Even until now, they still couldn't understand why the System would be bound to her, a small baby with no power or influence whatsoever.
At the beginning, even Xiao Qingya completely had a baby mind and acted like one, making the System completely helpless. Instead of helping the host change the plot, it felt more like a baby raising system.
Still, the System tried its best. Luckily, after some time, Xiao Qingya also grew and so was her mental age. Most of the time, she would die before she was three years old.
Until one day, the world she reincarnated into actually gave her the script of a teenager. Although she ultimately ended up dead before the main story even began.
However, the System was still very grateful because of this. It even celebrated with imaginary firecrackers in its mind. Because… the host's thoughts had finally become more coherent, no longer as chaotic as a baby.
It even had an illusion that the daughter it was painstakingly raising had finally grown up!
However, that one occasion seemed to be a glitch. Xiao Qingya never received another script beyond three years old again. Fortunately, her mental age remained.
[Host, you know that my energy is insufficient right now, and I can't contact the higher-ups to report this anomaly.]
She let out another sigh.
"Little Ya, did our voices wake you up?" Xiao Yuyan entered the room and found her little sister leaning against the wall in a daze, already awake.
"Sister…" Xiao Qingya snapped back to reality, a little downcast. "No…"
Although she could only speak in chopped sentences, her words were surprisingly coherent. She didn't speak in a babyish pronunciation, but her voice still sounded childish.
Xiao Yuyan's heart softened, and she picked up her little sister, bringing her to the living room.
At this moment, Xiao Fenghao had already left to hunt something in the back mountain. He needed to vent his emotions or he might not be able to hold back from finding his Uncle and impulsively fight him.
There was only their mother and Xiao Yuxi.
"Little Ya!" Xiao Yuxi's eyes lit up, but soon shs restrained herself. The rashes already started to develop on her skin. She was just hiding them from others by wearing a long-sleeved outfit.
So, she absolutely couldn't touch her little sister's delicate skin.
Xiao Qingya widened her eyes when she finally remembered something. She mumbled to the System in her mind. [Wait, the one holding me is my second sister, right? How come she is still fine? Wasn't she supposed to be beaten by a merchant's daughter's guards?]