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

Chapter 394 Illiteracy makes things worse

"what is this?"

Porridge shook the stack of papers in his hand curiously, not knowing if he had held it upside down. He looked at it for a while, shook his head, and couldn't understand.

She was about to throw it into the trash can, but Jinbao meowed anxiously. He looked at the paper in her hand and then at her. The cat's face was full of anxiety.

This is the former shit shoveler's plan to trick your father!
Porridge didn't understand what it meant, so he scooped it up into his arms. Seeing that it was still stretching out its claws to grab it, he quickly covered its claws and said seriously: "You can't eat this."

After saying that, the little fat paw lifted it up, threw it directly into the trash can, hugged Jinbao and walked out.

Jinbao looked at the trash can reluctantly, stretched out Erkang's hand, and finally nestled helplessly in Qunchu's arms. .

I thought about it a lot, but I didn't expect that the little illiterate person couldn't read, so I pitied him for his surrender.

"Dad!" Congee trotted to the sofa and threw herself into Qin Lie's arms.

Qin Lie hugged his little girl and thought for a whole night about what Luo Jin was going to do. He didn't sleep all night, and his face looked a little bad now.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep?" Congee also noticed it and touched his face and asked worriedly.

Qin Lie shook his head, "It's okay."

He just called Ye Lingfeng again, but his phone was still turned off.

Qin Lie frowned slightly as he glanced at the black cat on Congee's shoulder.

Just as he was thinking about it, someone kissed him on his forehead.

As soon as he lowered his head, he came face to face with the chubby little face of Congee Congee. The little chubby paws also gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows, "Dad, don't frown. It doesn't look good. If you have anything to do, tell me. I'll go there." help."

As she said that, the little girl patted her little chest generously.

Qin Lie laughed dumbly and shook his head, "It's okay. Are you going to set up a stall today?"

"Yes, yes." Qin Er goes out with Qin Er every weekend. During this period, he is not too busy and has no time. Finally, he is free today.

"Go and get ready." Qin Lie put the little girl on the ground and raised his chin.

"Yeah!" Chuzhou ran to Qin'er's room and helped him move his newly purchased goods into the trunk of the car.

After finishing their meal, the two planned to leave.

Qin Lie drove them to the mall.

"Dad, you can go back. Just come pick me and Dafu brother up in the evening." After setting up the stall, Lunchou waved to Qin Lie.

"Okay." After rubbing the little girl's head, Qin Lie warned worriedly, "If that Luo Jin comes to see you, don't have any more contact with him."

At least wait until his purpose is determined first.

"I know." Congee nodded obediently.

After looking at her, Qin Lie walked away and went to the company to work overtime.

More than an hour later, the phone suddenly rang. It was Grandma Qin calling.

Seeing this, Qin Lie was slightly surprised and didn't understand why his mother was calling him at this time.

He connected, and then heard Grandma Qin ask angrily: "Qin Lie, what do you want to do, why do you have to deal with Xiaoye."

"Don't be confused. I know you are overbearing and want to be the father of Congee alone, but Xiaoye hasn't done anything wrong, and Congee has recognized him now. If you take action against him, Congee will I won’t forgive you either.”

Hearing this, Qin Lie frowned, "Mom, what are you talking about? When will I deal with Ye Lingfeng?"

Over there, Grandma Qin shook the paper in her hand, making a clattering sound. She looked at the huge "36 Strategies for Dealing with Ye Lingfeng" on the cover, and frowned, "If you still don't admit it, this conspiracy is about to be written into a book. You actually dare to show it to Porridge, what do you mean, you want Porridge to help you deal with Xiaoye, I warn you, if you dare to instigate the relationship between father and daughter, I will not recognize you!"

What's this all about.

Qin Lie pinched his eyebrows and really didn't understand what this universal operation meant.

Seeing that he still refused to admit it, Grandma Qin opened a page with a look of disgust on her face, "Why do you have to worry about the key point? Xiaoye's key point is also your key point. What do you want to do to Porridge?"

What can he do to Porridge.

Suddenly something came to his mind. Qin Lie paused with his fingertips, and his face became a little more serious. "Mom, you just said that you found this in Chow Chow's room?" "Yes, you put it there yourself, and... Ask me? You said you didn’t want to throw it far away, even if you threw it in the trash can in Zhuzhou’s room, you wouldn’t be afraid that Zhuzhou would see it and get angry with you.”

Qin Lie was sure that he had not thrown anything into Congee's room, let alone any 36 tricks.

There was a vague guess in my heart, "Mom, please send me the photo."

Seeing his reaction, Grandma Qin was also puzzled. Was it really not him?

So who wrote this?

She dubiously took a photo and sent it to him.

After seeing the content clearly, Qin Lie became more certain that this was definitely not written by him.

As for who wrote it, he already had a guess in his mind.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table. After a few seconds, he stood up silently and strode out.

In less than an hour, the car stopped in front of Qin's house.

He immediately walked inside.

"Why are you back?" Grandma Qin looked at him in surprise.

Qin Lie looked at it and saw that she was still holding a stack of paper in her hand and walked over.

"Mom, let me take a look."

"Hey, here it is for you."

Grandma Qin felt confused. Could it be that he really didn't write it?

Qin Lie took it and started looking through it. His eyes fell on one place and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sure enough it was him.

Without saying anything, he called up the Qin family's surveillance system. When he saw Jinbao running out, he had already guessed the whole process.

Eighty percent of it was Jinbao who got it from Luo Jin.

I just don't know why it appears in the trash can.

He was slightly puzzled, but said nothing and walked out again. Grandma Qin called him from behind and he had no time to respond.

"What are you doing?" Grandma Qin couldn't help but muttered.

At this time, in the mall.

Congee is smiling and shouting: "We sell clips, good-looking clips, bags, flowers, everything."

She sat aside and shouted, while Qin Er was busy with the work at hand. Each vivid small object was born from his hands, attracting many people around him to come over.

Porridge was also very busy, introducing and calculating the accounts at the same time, and made no mistakes at all, which made the guests praise him.

I didn’t expect that the little girl, who was not very smart, could be so good at settling accounts.

Porridge also shook his little head proudly, of course, money matters can be miscalculated.

After selling the last item, the two of them were about to eat. Porridge suddenly noticed something. He turned around and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Dad!"

The person standing not far away was Qin Lie or someone else.

Qin Lie came over, rubbed the little girl's head, and without wasting time, asked directly: "Porridge, have you seen this?"

Porridge looked at it and recognized it as the thing she threw into the trash can in the morning. She nodded her head and said, "I've seen it before. What's wrong?"

Seeing his solemn expression, Chuzhou took his hand and looked at it a few more times. He raised his little head and asked, "Dad, what is written on it?"

Qin Lie: "..."

I forgot that my daughter is illiterate.

(End of this chapter)