Shi Qian had read a report that these humans who lived on the island seemed to have evolved differently from ordinary people.
She raised her hand and touched the little boy's cheek. "So your name is Ivan."
Little Ivan immediately responded to Shi Qian with an innocent and romantic smile.
Andy turned around and said to the children, "Why don't you guys go and deal with your spoils of war? I think you have to cook them. Auntie isn't used to eating raw food."
The children picked up the spoils of war and dispersed.
"Andy, what does 'Ah Yi' mean? Does it mean 'Aunty'?" Shi Qian asked curiously.
"No, Ah Yi can be translated as a fairy sister in China. It's also a form of address. From this form of address, it can be seen that they respect you very much and like you."
"You said yesterday that little Ivan's mother was seriously ill. Did you treat her?"
