"Mr. Dubian don’t like it?" Seeing Dubian Che silent, Jiutiao’s mother asked with concern.
"Well," Dubian Che once again examined the reindeer costume in her hand, the antler decoration looked somewhat like a headband for girls, "I can’t say I dislike it, but compared to the reindeer costume, I prefer the Christmas costume."
"Then next year, I’ll buy you a Christmas costume!" The previously concerned Jiutiao’s mother now had a relaxed look as if the matter had been satisfactorily resolved.
What does this resemble...
An employee says they worked overtime until 9pm and it was very tough. The boss says, "Then, let’s leave at 8pm on Saturday and Sunday, rest up early, don’t wear yourself out"— It was that kind of feeling.
As Dubian Che hesitated whether to directly say he didn’t like it, Kiyono’s mother instructed a servant nearby:
"Have them bring in the Christmas tree."
The maid headed towards the door.
Not long after, the door opened again, and a Christmas tree as tall as the ceiling was brought in.
According to the encyclopedia Dubian Che read in the library—to deal with Kiyono Lin, it was a European fir.
The tree was beautifully shaped, with a nice color and scent, and since its needles were not easy to shed, it was the most frequently used species for Christmas trees in the world each year.
This tree was ten meters tall, although not a quarter of the species’ limit, it was still a behemoth for humans.
"Please be careful," Kiyono’s mother warned.
After sitting by the fireplace for too long, Dubian Che poured himself a glass of water and watched the workers handle the tree as he drank.
Jiutiao Meijie lazily leaned on the couch, seemingly whiling away the time by watching the Christmas tree too.
Across from them, Kiyono Lin, uninterested, had already lowered her head to read.
After a while, the Christmas tree still wasn’t set up.
The construction noises were significant. The ten meter tall Christmas tree was constantly being repositioned, even drawing Kiyono Lin to look over a few times.
"What’s going on?" Jiutiao’s mother asked.
Her tone was gentle, yet the workers immediately panicked.
A leading-looking figure bowed and said:
"Really sorry! We didn’t take the chandelier into account, the installation will need a bit more time!"
Dubian Che looked up, the chandelier in the living room was luxurious and lavish, resembling a mini-castle.
"No problem, it’s my fault, I should have bought a smaller Christmas tree," Kiyono’s mother said apologetically.
"No no no, it’s a mistake on our part! Truly very sorry!" that man bowed deeply at 90 degrees, his tone frantic.
"Okay," Jiutiao Meijie said with displeasure, "Hurry up with it."
Kiyono’s mother put her hands together as if she had discovered something incredible, gently smiling at Jiutiao’s mother:
"Meijie is really growing more imposing now, she no longer clings to me wanting to sleep together like a little child."
"Far from it," Jiutiao’s mother laughed girlishly.
Dubian Che looked at Jiutiao Meijie, who had a displeased expression.
"I’ll help." Dubian Che quickly stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and headed towards the Christmas tree.
"Guest, please let us handle this..."
Dubian Che grabbed the trunk of the Christmas tree, which lacked branches, and managed to stand the tree up with great difficulty.
Those workers, who had been careful and using various tools just now, stared dumbfounded at the scene.
A human, lifting a tree?
"Where should I put this?" Dubian Che asked the half-spoken lead.
The lead person snapped back to reality and hurriedly directed Dubian Che to set the tree upright.
With his help, the speed immediately picked up.
"Daughter," Jiutiao’s mother turned back, asking Jiutiao Meijie on the couch with concern, "Is your back okay?"
"Oh, are you in that sort of relationship already?" Kiyono’s mother exclaimed in surprise, her voice very much like Kiyono Lin’s gentle tone after softening.
Jiutiao Meijie gave them a dismissive glance.
During the installation of the Christmas tree, a very young worker quietly said to Dubian Che:
"How are you so strong?"
"I’m a superpower user."
"Do you think the world is simple?" Dubian Che looked around, lowered his voice, "See those two beautiful girls over there? The one reading, nicknamed ’God,’ can read minds and fulfill the wishes of believers; the one about to fall asleep opposite her, nicknamed ’Queen,’ can manipulate others with the power of words, making you kneel or even force you to commit suicide."
The young man’s eyes widened: "You’re kidding, right?"
Dubian Che lifted and set down the Christmas tree with ease, giving him a ’what do you think?’ expression.
That Christmas tree had, during transport, even pressed down the truck’s wheels.
After the Christmas tree was set up, the young man walked away with 70% disbelief and 30% bafflement about the world.
Dubian Che washed his hands and returned to the living room where the two ladies were happily chatting.
"It’s incredible how strong he is," Kiyono’s mother said covering her mouth, "Did you hear that Mr. Dubian also ranked first nationally in the recent exams?"
"The descendants of my Jiutiao family will not only have better brains but also surpass ordinary people physically," Jiutiao’s mother said with satisfaction.
Dubian Che sat down next to Jiutiao Meijie and quietly asked her:
"Can this be inherited?"
"How should I know?" Jiutiao Meijie responded irritably.
The two mothers discussed from intelligence inheritance to strength inheritance, and finally returned to discussing appearance inheritance.
Kiyono’s mother said, "Their child in the future will definitely be the cutest in the world."
Jiutiao’s mother was skeptical, as there were many examples where good-looking parents did not necessarily have good-looking children;
Kiyono’s mother comforted her, "Intelligence, strength, appearance, inheriting just one would be incredible."