Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 120 Qin Caicai is online, register for registration
"Pfft--" Grandpa Qin spat out a mouthful of water and looked at his granddaughter in shock. Grandma Qin was so amused that she leaned forward and back, and Qin Lie also had a smile in her eyes.

Seeing their reaction, Chuzhou blinked and looked at them blankly. He poked with his chubby finger and tilted his head and asked, "Isn't Qin Dafu nice? Does that mean Qin is rich? Qin Fugui? Qin Fugui?" Get rich?"

Grandma Qin: “Hahahahahahaha——”

The laughter was so loud that it almost made the roof collapse.

Wangcai on the side heard it and started to "ooh" excitedly.

Congee looked at them, her mouth slowly pursed, "Don't they sound good?"

If it doesn't sound good, it doesn't sound good. What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?
Porridge is puzzled.

Seeing the little girl like this, Qin Lie raised his hand and pulled her over, holding her on his lap, and his voice was full of smiles, "Rice, these famous and rich people are rich, but it doesn't sound good."

Later, when he goes to school or attends important occasions, Qiu Zhou introduces himself and says, "My name is Qin Dafu." Qin Lie can't even imagine what this scene looks like. Even if Qiu Zhou is good-looking, he probably won't be able to suppress it. Stop laughing.

Grandma Qin laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. She finally stopped and looked at the porridge. She remembered what she had just said about Qin Da Fu and Qin Fu Cai. She let out a "poof" and then a series of "hahaha" after she couldn't hold it back.

Seeing her like this, Congee snorted and his ears drooped. The chubby hand held Qin Lie's neck and buried it in his arms with some depression, "Grandma is laughing at me."

Seeing that his granddaughter was a little unhappy, Grandpa Qin tugged on his wife's sleeves and motioned for her to calm down.

When Grandma Qin saw Congee drooping her little head, she quickly coaxed: "I'm sorry Congee. Grandma shouldn't have laughed at us Congee. Grandma apologizes to you."

Congee grunted, and moved her fleshy butt. She turned her head and looked to the side, moved to the side, with her back to her, and said in a milky voice, "I'm angry."

Grandma Qin was impressed by her granddaughter's cuteness, and her voice became softer. She squeezed her chubby paw and shook it, "Grandma really knows that she is wrong. Can the rich little darling not be angry with grandma?"

Hearing the name, Churro immediately lost control and grinned. She wasn't really angry at first, so she waved her hand, "Then I'm not angry."

It's so coaxing.

Grandma Qin looked at her with a smile and thought about it carefully. Although her granddaughter's name was unreliable, she knew the direction she wanted.

Whatever is missing, make up for it.

In fact, from this perspective, the naming of Congee should really go in this direction. She thought for a while, "How about calling it Qin Yuanbao?"

Lucky and cute.

Porridge's ears twitched, his eyes lit up, and he nodded his head vigorously: "I think it works!"

"Wouldn't it be too formal?" Grandpa Qin hesitated. It's okay to call Yuanbao by his nickname, but it would be a little less interesting if he gave him a big name. Moreover, Zorridge was short of money, and he was afraid that the name would be too big, and Zorridge wouldn't be able to hold it down. , but not good.

Grandma Qin herself was just trying to cater to Chow Chow's casual remarks, so she said, "Think about it again, but you have to think about it quickly. Chow Chow still has to register for household registration tomorrow."

Qin Lie held Congee's little hand and thought for a while, pondered for a while, and said, "How about calling Qin Caicai? Wealth's wealth."

He explained, and Qi Zhou suddenly realized, "Isn't it still Qin Dafu and Qin Fuqi?"

Seeing that he suddenly had a headache, she threw her little body into his arms and said with a smile: "Dad, I'm just teasing you."

She also knows now that the name she gave her is not pleasant.

She hugged Qin Lie's face and rubbed it, and said happily: "My name is Qin Caicai, I want to be daddy's little treasure!"

Hearing her soft voice, Qin Lie's heart suddenly softened and he hugged her tightly.

Yes, she was his priceless treasure.

his.

Grandpa Qin also thought about this name and thought it was still a bit tacky, but since Congee liked money and was a little money addict, it was quite appropriate.

He thought about it carefully, Cai Cai seemed quite cute.

"Okay." He nodded in agreement.

Grandma Qin is even more of a granddaughter-controller. She does whatever she says without any objection.

Passed unanimously.

With the name in hand, when he went to bed at night, Porridge was too excited to sleep, so he made a phone call. "Brother, I have a name. My name is Qin Caicai!"

"Second brother, call me Qin Caicai from now on."

"Third brother, third brother, my name is Qin Caicai. My father named it for me. Does it sound good to me?"

"Fourth brother..."

She informed them one by one, and was satisfied when they heard that they said well.

Qin Er said with envy: "It sounds really good. It's easy to attract wealth just by looking at it. I want to call it this too."

Porridge grinned almost to the back of his ears. He put his right foot on his left leg and swayed his fat feet. "Then, second brother, your name is Qin Facai?"

"Okay, but you already called me Cai Cai, so I'll call you Dafu, Qin Dafu."

"It sounds good." Among all the names, Congee likes this one the most. It is simple and direct and has nothing to do with poverty.

"Then, second brother, are you going to register with me tomorrow? But do second uncle and second aunt agree with you changing your name?"

I definitely disagree.

They had always disliked him for being stingy and money-loving, so it was strange that he would agree.

Qin Er sighed deeply. He just wanted to make a fortune, so why were there so many obstacles in his way? "When I grow up, I will change it myself."

"Yeah, yeah." Congee nodded, "I won't change it. I want to be my father's lifelong treasure. When I was a child, I was a small treasure. When I grow up, I will be a big treasure!"

Hearing this, the envy in Qin Er's eyes almost turned into water.

He couldn't help but sigh: "My uncle is so kind."

Let Porridge be called whatever she wants, unlike his parents, hey!
Just because he ranks second, calling him Qin Er is so perfunctory.

As long as he uses dim sum, his name in the household registration book is now Qin Dafu, so there is no need to change his name in the future.

Porridge also expressed sympathy for him, but couldn't help showing off: "My dad is very good, the best dad in the world!"

"That's right." Qin Er was convinced.

Qin Lie happened to pass by the door and originally wanted to come in and cover Qin Zou with a quilt. When he heard her words, the corners of his mouth curled up even more.

Without disturbing them, he turned around and left quietly.

"Then I'll call you Brother Dafu from now on." Congee suggested, "Get used to the new name in advance."

Qin Er's eyes lit up, "Okay!"

Dafu and Facai chatted for a long time before reluctantly hanging up the phone. .

Early the next morning, before dawn, Porridge climbed out of bed, got dressed, and skipped out.

Just as Qin Lie came out of the room, he was no longer wearing formal clothes, but the parent-child clothes that Grandma Qin had bought for them before.

It's a bit childish, but anyone who looks at it can tell at a glance that they are father and daughter.

Porridge also chose the mini version of the suit tacitly. When she saw him, her eyes lit up and she said "Wow", trotted over and circled him twice, exclaiming: "Dad, your clothes look so good!" "

As she said that, she looked down at hers and nodded with satisfaction, "We will buy a lot of clothes like this in the future!"

I am happy just watching.

"Okay." Qin Lie looked at her with a smile on his eyebrows, and held her hand and walked out.

When I walked to the door, the door next door happened to open.

Ye Lingfeng walked out of it, glanced casually, and then his eyes settled...

[Composition: Origin of the nickname of Porridge: Eight Treasure Porridge, the eighth in the family, the eighth at home, the eighth little baby Porridge! 】

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