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

Chapter 406 The Little Magic Stick Appears

Porridge blinked and asked curiously: "Where can we fight?"

Zhao Xinghua stopped talking, shook his head, and said with some regret: "It's better not to say anything. Even if he knows, your father won't let you go."

As he said that, he glanced in the direction of Qi Hua and said, "Hey, if you win, there will be a reward. By the way, Qi Hua, what is today's reward?"

Qi Hua reacted immediately and said cooperatively: "Build a house on an island. When you have nothing to do, go there for a vacation and look at the sea. It's quite comfortable."

As he spoke, he quietly measured Porridge's reaction.

Sure enough, the little money fan's eyes lit up at this moment.

Porridge quietly touched the little chubby hand and asked him to build a big house on an island for his grandparents, uncle, aunt and uncle... and Wangcai Jinbao and his family to live in. It should be able to accommodate them.

Now, she was even more interested. She turned to look at Ye Lingfeng eagerly, with "want to go" written all over her face.

Ye Lingfeng frowned slightly, shook his head, and said seriously: "It's very dangerous."

He had experienced it himself, and even if he didn't take the danger to heart, if that person was replaced by Porridge, he would not agree.

He didn't want her to get hurt in any way.

Looking up at Qi Hua and Zhao Xinghua, his eyes also turned cold, and he said in a cold tone: "If you try to persuade Porridge to join again, then I will quit."

In one sentence, all the words of the two of them were blocked in their throats.

They knew that with his dog temper, he was really capable of doing this.

Zhao Xinghua said helplessly: "I promise that she will not be allowed to participate in missions until she reaches adulthood. It is just simple training. Isn't this also allowed?"

"No." There was no room for negotiation on Ye Lingfeng's face. It was just a matter of time before and after. There was no difference.

Why doesn't this person eat oil and salt?

Zhao Xinghua furrowed his brows, looked at Congee again, who looked confused, and sighed deeply.

Forget it, take your time. If you push this stubborn donkey into a hurry, you will lose more than you gain.

"Eat, eat." He changed the subject.

Congee was still thinking about Xiaodao, his eyes were rolling with a look of excitement on his face, but looking at Ye Lingfeng's behavior, he was afraid that he would be angry.

Forget it, I owe my father a good health, so I won’t be angry with him anymore.

Well, wait until he gets better before he gets angry!

Suppressing her little thoughts, Zorridge hugged the bowl and slurped her rice.

The father and daughter each finished eight bowls and each ate ten bowls. After eating, the table was full of empty bowls, which was particularly spectacular.

Zhao Xinghua smiled happily. Look, he has been able to eat so much since he was a child, but he cannot eat more when he grows up.

Porridge is better than its predecessor in every aspect.

He will definitely be better than her father in the future.

Still can't give up.

After finishing the meal, Zhao Xinghua suddenly remembered something and asked: "Porridge, how did you pass the tenth level?"

It's okay if you don't study.

He was safely guessing in his mind, but he never thought that Qi Zhou took out a compass from his bag and said confidently: "I figured it out."

Zhao Xinghua: "?"

He looked at the compass on the table with a puzzled expression, and then looked at Congee. For a while, he didn't understand what Congee's "calculation" meant.

When Ye Lingfeng saw it, he guessed something. The corners of his lips curled up, and he leaned back leisurely on the chair, looking down at the little girl with a smile.

Wen Jing probably guessed it, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Only Chen Tuo and Zhao Xinghua were confused and didn't know what she was talking about.

Porridge also tilted his head. Is it difficult to understand?

She said: "It's a divination. If it's a good divination, there will be no mechanism. If it's a bad divination, you can't leave."

How simple.it is as expected.

Wen Jing lowered her head and suppressed laughter.

Zhao Xinghua was a little dumbfounded. Why couldn't he understand what she said whether it was taken apart or put together? He designed the topic, not some feudal superstition, right?How did it get linked to fortune telling?
He looked at Congee suspiciously, but Congee looked calm. That was how she got through it.

The little girl was still a little disgusted and said: "This tenth level is really boring. It's so boring. I can pass it in less than 1 minute every time. It's so boring."

She was tired of telling fortunes.

Zhao Xinghua, who has always been proud of the tenth level: "..."

He wiped his face, frowning tightly, still looking incredulous, "Corridge, can I show it to you?"

Maybe if you see it, you can understand it a little bit.

The porridge didn't say anything. She raised her head and looked at Ye Lingfeng questioningly. Seeing him nodding, she said with a smile: "Okay."

Just do it.

Zhao Xinghua immediately took Qi Zhou to the entry room, followed by Ye Lingfeng and the others.

Qi Hua couldn't help but slapped Ye Lingfeng's arm and whispered: "When you came here, Director Zhao was not so excited. You are such a good little girl."

A record of 111 clearances, and that’s just for two nights. If it were anyone else, some of them wouldn’t even be able to make a fraction of this in their lifetime.

However, the porridge was just like playing, and passed easily.

However, Ye Lingfeng was only concerned about the injuries on Congee's body. He glanced at Qi Hua warningly, "Don't get too excited. Congee can't join."

Not always.

Just because he doesn't want to, doesn't mean someone else doesn't.

Qi Hua pretended to be depressed, but in fact he had found a breakthrough in his heart.

The key to this matter is porridge.

Just get her done.

However, this matter should not be rushed and should be dealt with slowly. Otherwise, it would be bad if Ye Lingfeng turned against him before they could convince him.

Just as he was thinking about it, several people came to the entry room.

Originally, Zhao Xinghua wanted to take Congee directly to the tenth level, but Congee refused.

"No." Porridge's cheeks puffed up, "The first one is fun, but the last one is not. I want to play the first one again!"

Of course Zhao Xinghua would not refuse. He had never seen Congee break through the level before, and he was curious about it at the moment.

There was no conflict between the two at the moment and they reached an agreement directly.

Porridge happily ran inside, covered his eyes skillfully, and rushed towards the bronze men.

Zhao Xinghua watched very seriously.

In fact, their place is called the Fourth Bureau, which brings together all kinds of talents and specializes in matters that are difficult for the superiors to deal with openly. If you take any one of the people here, they are all experts who can match a hundred, and their strength is self-evident.

And he is the director of the Fourth Bureau and the person who formulated their training plan, so he can tell their strength at a glance.

The little girl in front of him was just as he had imagined. She was extremely talented and had excellent physical qualities. Needless to say, she had physical strength, reflexes, and observation skills. She was born to be a good talent in this field.

It can be said that he is stronger than anyone he has ever seen.

Thinking of this, his eyes burst out with eager light, but thinking of Ye Lingfeng's words, he suppressed the excitement and only looked at the porridge with burning eyes.

Congee was busy playing and didn't notice his reaction. He quickly reached the tenth level and turned around and waved to Zhao Xinghua.

"Uncle, I'm about to start, please watch carefully."

Zhao Xinghua nodded and walked forward with a serious face, waiting to see what wonderful solution she had.

Then he saw the little genius in his mind take out a small compass from his bag, pull it with his chubby paws, and mutter something in his mouth, reciting a spell as he walked.

That way, he looks like a little magic stick!

(End of this chapter)