Chapter 570

She is already thirteen years old.

It can be said that this little girl received the affection of the entire Liyue from the moment she was born.

After all, her father is the Tianquan of Liyue, her mother is the Secretary-General of the Qixing Secretariat, her great-uncle is the Liyue deity, Morax, and her uncle is the Anemo Archon, Barbatos.

The twin Electro Archons of Inazuma are her second and third mothers, and the Grand Narukami Shrine Guuji is her fourth mother.

The Dendro Archon of Sumeru is her fifth mother.

If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang Xinyu can be said to be the person with the most formidable background in all of Teyvat.

She is a girl who combines the status of a Liyue official's child and an immortal's child.

It can be said that everyone in Liyue, from top to bottom, whether immortals or the Qixing,

are all spoiling this little girl.

It's just that the little girl does not know the true identities of her parents and the various immortals.

She only knows that her several mothers are very busy every day, going out to work in the morning and returning only at dusk.

But her father is very idle, seemingly wandering around doing nothing every day.

Occasionally, a few uncles and great-uncles would come to the house to sit, giving the little girl some strange and curious things.

For example, the Crown of the Dragon King gifted by Ruo Tuo.

The mechanical pony gifted by Lady Guizhong.

Among these items, the one gifted by Barbatos was the strangest.

That fellow directly sent a cart full of fine wine!

Jiang Yan was so angry that he immediately punched that fellow Barbatos and sent him flying.

You fellow, I didn't even want to expose you!

Are you giving a gift to the little girl?

You are giving a gift to yourself, aren't you!

However, under Jiang Yan's orders, no one revealed their true identities.

So the little girl did not feel she was in any way different, only that she was quite popular, with many children wanting to be friends with her.

But they were all blocked by Sister Ningguang.

Jiang Xinyu especially liked to stay with Ningguang, Beidou, Sayu, and Little Shenhe.

Listening to them say they were her father's disciples.

But looking at her father's idle appearance every day, he really didn't seem like the kind of person who could be a Master.

Especially one who could teach four excellent sisters like Sister Ningguang and the others.

"Father, can you be serious for once!"

Jiang Xinyu looked at Jiang Yan with an expression of disappointment in a son who would not live up to expectations, hoping her father would not become a Long Wang.

"Moms look so busy every day, and you don't even bother to help them, let alone remember your daughter's parent-teacher meeting now, do you?"

"Eh?"

Jiang Yan was stunned. A parent-teacher meeting?

Hiss... it seems... there really was such a thing.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, this... I really had something to do just now. Uh, has the parent-teacher meeting started?"

Jiang Yan coughed lightly and hurriedly said to Jiang Xinyu.

"It's fine. I asked my aunt to attend it for me. Fortunately, I kept an extra thought and went to find my aunt first."

Jiang Xinyu rolled her eyes at Jiang Yan and let out a light huff.

Fortunately, there was Nahida.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since your aunt Nahida has already attended the parent-teacher meeting for me, where are you dragging me to?"

Jiang Yan looked at the direction ahead, which was not the way home, and asked with some confusion.

"Don't ask. You'll know in a moment."

The little girl dragged Jiang Yan along, looking mysterious.

This little girl...

Jiang Yan smiled helplessly and did not pull his small hand away from the little girl's grip.

He simply let the other party pull his hand forward.

Wanmin Restaurant.

Jiang Xinyu brought Jiang Yan here.

"Could it be that the little girl is treating us to a meal?"

Jiang Yan followed Jiang Xinyu into Wanmin Restaurant, thinking with some confusion.

That doesn't make sense either.

Where would a little girl get money?

Jiang Yan certainly did not give the other party pocket money when Jiang Xinyu was so young.

However, it was not impossible that Ningguang, Nahida, and those other little ones gave Jiang Xinyu pocket money.

"Little Xinyu is here!"

At this moment, Master Mao, who was cooking at the stove, saw Jiang Yan and Jiang Xinyu enter and said with a smile.

"Mm, Uncle Mao, bring out the things I just made!"

Upon seeing Master Mao, Jiang Xinyu said to her with a smile.

The things I just made?

Jiang Yan frowned, a bad feeling instantly arising in his heart.

Could this little one have cooked the meal herself?

Then wouldn't I be used by her as...

A test subject?

Indeed, just as Jiang Yan had thought, with Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Yan taking their seats, Master Mao brought up the dish Jiang Xinyu had prepared.

Seeing the look of pity and "pray for yourself" in Master Mao's eyes as he looked at him, the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched.

"Alright! Come taste it; this is the assignment the school gave us!"

Jiang Xinyu, unaware of anything, smiled and pushed the dish in front of her toward Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan: "......"

"What is this?"

Looking at the dish before him that seemed to be floating with ghosts, Jiang Yan immediately felt a headache.

"This is a dish Sister Hu Tao taught me to make, called 'Ghostly Grand March'! Ao!"

As she spoke, Jiang Xinyu imitated Hu Tao, striking a grimacing pose.

Jiang Yan:......

I told you! Don't play with that mischievous little girl!

Hu Tao too, not teaching anything good!

How could Jiang Yan not know what Hu Tao's cooking skills were like?

Thinking of Hu Tao's indescribable cooking, the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched again.

Heh, better not to mention it.

"What's wrong? Just taste it~"

Jiang Xinyu rested her chin on her hand, looking at Jiang Yan with A Look of Expectation.

Jiang Yan hesitated; although the dish looked passable...

But Hu Tao taught Jiang Xinyu...

He finally lifted his head.

"Is it really edible? Do you intend to patricide?"

"How could it not be edible? What nonsense are you talking!"

Hearing her own father's absurd remark, Jiang Xinyu immediately widened her eyes, somewhat angry.

"Fine, fine, fine, I'll eat, I'll eat!"

In the end, Jiang Yan still could not refuse his own little girl.

Who could refuse the first meal their own daughter cooked for them?