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

Chapter 322 Accompanying her to grow up
In just a few minutes, Congee eliminated all the ghosts here.

The thousand-year-old evil spirit also stood in front of Zou Zhou, and consciously turned into a ball. After she finished peeling it, it returned to its original shape. After saying hello to Zou Zhou, he rushed out to continue looking for ghosts.

It wants to be the first helper of the Little Heavenly Master, so it must perform well.

The King of Rolls is never the second best!
Seeing this, the evil spirit hurriedly followed.

It is number one!

Congee looked at the two "working ghosts" with a smile, smiled very happily, walked up to the Patriarch and asked: "Grandmaster, how much merit do you have?"

The Patriarch pointed to a place, and Porridge looked at it for a long time. He opened his eyes to the maximum and then saw a small golden dot.

Immediately, his little face fell down, his mouth was flat and he said with tears in his eyes: "Master, why are you so difficult to raise?"

She also laughs at evil spirits and thousand-year-old evil spirits, she is the biggest worker!
She is only five years old, and the debt weighs her down.

Grandmaster smiled and touched her little head, and comforted her: "Although it is small, it is a real merit, and it is much stronger than what can be obtained with money. Take a closer look, is there anything different?"

He put the golden arm in front of him and asked her to compare it.

Porridge was shaken by Jin's arm first, and then he took a serious look.

It seems, it’s really different.

This little golden dot is very dark in color and looks very calm.

The golden arms are a very tacky and irresistible golden color.

This is all in exchange for money.

Thinking of the money, Congee felt distressed, and then she tilted her head and thought about what he said. According to what the ancestor said, it seemed to make sense.

She suddenly realized: "No wonder the last time I owed my uncle, my grandmaster suddenly lost the golden light in his palm. It turns out that my grandmaster's merits are so weak."

As she said that, she stared at the Patriarch up and down, as if it was not only the merits that were weak, but also him himself.

Patriarch: "..."

Not really.

The golden light that protects the country is what your biological father possesses. It is the most awesome merit. No one can compare with it.

However, Congee didn't know the inside story and concluded that he was not strong enough. He sighed and said, "Okay, then I'll catch more spiritual bodies in the future."

The Patriarch quickly praised her and quickly ran back to the statue, lest she say anything else later and make him angry.

Lunchou didn't care, turned around and ran towards Anya, held her hand and said with bright eyes: "Mom, let's go on to settle the score with Lao Liu."

"Okay." Anya looked at her little girl and smiled happily.

That night, Congee dealt with all the people who had bullied Anya before, and Anya let out a long sigh of relief.

It's not bad to have a powerful daughter.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Congee returned to Qin's house on her scooter.

It was okay when I was outside, but as soon as I saw the door of my house, I felt sleepy instantly.

His eyes closed after a short while, and his little body was still walking forward. After taking a few steps, he accidentally tripped on the steps and his whole little body fell forward.

Anya was startled, and just as she was about to pick it up, a big hand hugged Congee first.

It was Ye Lingfeng.

He was full of blood, and his little nose moved. He smelled something, and he opened his eyes in a daze, "Is your mouth owed to uncle?"

Looking at the richer golden light of protecting the country on his body, the porridge was so greedy that his mouth watered.

It would be great if the Patriarch also had so much golden light, so she wouldn't have to work part-time.

Suddenly she smelled the smell of blood on the tip of her nose. Her eyes widened instantly and she frowned when she looked at the wound on his shoulder.

Little Fatty Claw took out a hemostatic pill from his bag and stuffed it into his arms, muttering: "Why don't you take care of yourself? You're making your mother worry."

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng chuckled, "Are you worried?"

Porridge didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and fell asleep instantly, and the sound of even breathing could be heard.

This girl.Ye Lingfeng shook his head in amusement, hugged her and walked quickly back to the room, carefully put her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, held Anya's hand and walked out quietly.

Porridge rubbed his eyes and opened a crack, turned over with the quilt in his arms and continued to sleep soundly.

Well, there is no evil spirit in Uncle Zuiqi, so he is very safe, so there is no need to worry.

"Why are you still out?"

After returning to Ye's house, Ye Lingfeng asked.

"Porridge asked me just now if I had any wishes. I said that Diao fought with me before and I couldn't beat her, so I asked her to help me get revenge."

"My daughter wants to do something for me, but I can't refuse even this little thing."

Anya replied, taking the hemostatic pill, crushing it, and applying the medicine to Ye Lingfeng.

Looking at the old and new wounds crisscrossing his back, my nose felt sore and my heart felt heavy.

She knew that he was very powerful now, but she also knew that these were all paid for with his life.

She didn't dare to think about what he would be like if he didn't meet Congee, didn't know Congee was still alive in this world, and thought they were gone.

Will he continue to not cherish his life as before? Although he has made countless achievements, he is also the most lonely.

After carefully applying the medicine to him, Anya suddenly hugged him and said in a low voice: "Husband, when I'm no longer here, you have to take good care of Porridge."

"Although Congee has a family now, you will always be her father. She won't say it, but I know that she cares about you, and you have to grow up with her."

"Promise me to live a good life, okay?"

Ye Lingfeng held her hand, raised his hand to take her into his arms, leaned over slightly, and rested his chin on her shoulder. Only at this moment did the tall figure show some dependence on her.

"Well, I will. I will grow up with Congee. I won't give Congee to that kid Qin Lie and let him get a daughter for free."

Hearing this, Anya burst out laughing.

She withdrew from his arms, turned around, walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took something out of it.

It is the "family portrait" painted by Congee.

She said: "Look, in the heart of Congee, we are a family."

Ye Lingfeng looked at the four "people" in the painting and his mouth twitched, but it was undeniable that when he saw this painting, his heart felt warm.

It would be better if there were only three of them in this painting, without Qin Lie.

It's just that he didn't dare to say that.

If there is one person missing in this painting, it is him.

The little girl is partial to him. She doesn't have any preference for him.

He curled his lips, but he still carefully put the painting away.

Actually, if you look closely...it's still ugly!
How on earth did Porridge look so ugly?

The Qin family is also thinking about this.

But the next day, Qin Lie followed what he said yesterday and had his family photos and personal photos framed.

The family portrait hangs so big in the living room that anyone passing by can't help but want to pay homage.

I always feel that there is nothing wrong with being respectful, as you will never offend anyone unintentionally.

But I don’t know if it’s their illusion, but I always feel that my sleep quality has improved.

Only Qin Lie knew the reason for this.

Although Porridge's paintings are indeed not very good, they do have a miraculous effect on calming the mind and reassuring the soul.

He took a sip of tea and was about to have a meeting when his cell phone suddenly rang.

It was sent from the parent group.

Looking at the content above, Qin Lie raised his eyebrows slightly...

(End of this chapter)