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

Chapter 55 The Patriarch draws a pie
When she heard someone calling her, Chuzhou sat up and looked around blankly, and finally her eyes fell on the statue of the ancestor on the table.

She walked over with some surprise and asked, "Master Patriarch, are you talking?"

"It's me. If you light the incense, you can see me." The voice came from the statue.

Porridge was full of surprise and hurriedly followed the instructions.

At the same time, he quietly threw Zhang Fu out and then looked at him with a normal expression.

Grandmaster didn't notice her movements either.

Soon, a vague figure appeared in front of her. It was a white-haired old man, wearing ancient robes and holding a dust in his hand. He looked exactly like the ancestor in the painting.

Her eyes fell on his golden fingers, and she said "Wow", confirming that it was him, and asked: "Master Patriarch, why are your clothes so old? They are dusty and unsightly. Do you need me to burn them for you?" Would you like some nice clothes?”

As soon as the Patriarch sat down, he heard these words. He immediately blew his beard and said resentfully: "It's all because of someone that I became like this."

He stared straight at Congee, which made Congee feel a little guilty. He pointed his little finger at himself and said weakly: "Is it because of me?"

"What do you think?" The words were almost squeezed out from between the teeth.

Well, it's her.

Porridge sat on the bed obediently, pointed his two index fingers, and said pitifully: "Master, I will do good deeds and earn merit for you, and I guarantee that you will become golden."

"It's almost there."

Grandmaster calmed down, he wasn't really angry in the first place, and he really couldn't be angry with such a weakling.

Speaking of which, he also grew up watching Porridge.

There is no way to argue with her.

"Remember what you said."

Porridge nodded repeatedly, raised his chubby hands and said, "I swear."

After saying that, he asked curiously: "Master Patriarch, how can you show up? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Speaking of this, the Patriarch sighed deeply, "Since there was no incense in the temple, my soul has also fallen into silence. It was you who earned the merit just now, which reawakened me, but I am still weak now and cannot appear. How long, Porridge, you must remember what I say next."

Congee nodded, also thinking that the merits he just mentioned should be earned by saving the spirits at Grandpa Cui's house.

It turns out that merit is really useful to the Patriarch.

The Patriarch said: "I think Xuanmen has a history of thousands of years, but any capable physiognomist has not been favored by the kings of the past dynasties, and they are prosperous. It is a pity that in recent times, talents have withered and Xuanmen has declined. Porridge, you Your talent is very good, and the important task of restoring Xuanmen will be left to you."

Porridge listened to his words carefully and nodded solemnly.

Looking at her dark eyes, the Patriarch's heart softened and he said with a smile: "When our Xuanmen is restored, you will be our most promising disciple. When the time comes, you will have power, money..."

At this point, he paused, thinking of her situation, and added: "Accumulating more merit can also improve your life of lack of money. Congee, do you want a lot of money?"

"I think so." Congee nodded, then pursed his lips and said, "But you, the Patriarch, took all my money away."

She clasped her short hands and counted them one by one, "Grandma gave it, Uncle Liao gave it, Grandpa Liu gave it, and my eldest brother gave it... Grandmaster, you took all this money away, I have no money left." "Hearing this, the Patriarch's face also became a little embarrassed. Then he blew his beard again and said: "Then the golden light on my body was also lost by you? Besides, why did I get it? You are short of money to begin with. Life is inherently at odds with money. If I keep that money in your hands, who knows what disaster will happen by then, I am doing this for your own good."

Porridge wanted to say something more, but when he saw him staring, he had to swallow his words, "Okay then."

Seeing this, the Patriarch hurriedly coaxed: "When I have the golden light, I will completely relieve your lack of money. With your ability, won't it be a matter of minutes to make money? Cars, houses, etc." Money, everything is available. You can buy an island for each of your grandparents, father, and brothers. There is also a Taoist temple. You can also renovate it and build it into the largest and most luxurious one. Don’t you like gold? Buy another gold mountain every day. Lie on it and count the money..."

As Porridge listened, he suddenly "burped" and burped, and the Patriarch's words came to an abrupt end.

Porridge didn't expect this. She covered her mouth with one hand in embarrassment and touched her belly with the other. Her face turned red, she blinked and said innocently, "I felt a little bit nervous all of a sudden."

How strange. It has been several hours since dinner. Isn’t it time to be hungry?

The Patriarch who was drawing cakes said: "..."

Suddenly I couldn't draw anymore.

Fortunately, children don't understand moral kidnapping, otherwise it would be really embarrassing if it was exposed.

Just as I was thinking about it, a voice suddenly sounded from the door, with an unknown meaning: "Moral kidnapping?"

He was startled and turned his head to look. There was a "pop" and the lights in the room were turned on.

Qin Lie approached, looked at the shadow that suddenly appeared in the room, and then looked at Congee. He raised his hand and called her to his side. While stroking her bare head, he glanced sideways at the Patriarch and asked: "Bullying children, is this for her own good?"

The Patriarch choked and secretly thought that his skill had really deteriorated, and he didn't even notice that he came in.

He said with a tigerish face: "Nonsense, she is my Xuanmen disciple. As an ancestor, how can I still bully a little girl?"

"That's not necessarily the case. There are many people who are disrespectful to the elderly." Qin Lie said casually. After speaking, he was too lazy to waste time with him and said directly: "Since it has appeared, let's talk about cooperation."

The Patriarch swallowed his words immediately as he was about to speak. His attention was attracted by his words and he asked: "What kind of cooperation?"

"For example, if Congee works for you, how much salary would you give her?"

"Payroll?" Grandmaster almost jumped up.

"Isn't it normal to get paid for work? What's the matter? Is it possible that your dignified Xuanmen founder, who has lived for thousands of years, actually bullies a four-year-old child? Are you afraid of losing face if the news spreads?"

Grandmaster choked and finally understood.

He is just here to support the little girl!
He probably guessed that he would show up today, and the little girl was blocking him here. He was also impatient, so he got in without thinking of this level.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Lie picked up Churri and said, "Forget it if you don't agree. Anyway, Churro is the Qin family's child. It doesn't matter if she is short of money and life. At worst, the Qin family can support her for the rest of her life. If there is no shortage, She eats it in one bite.”

After saying that, he walked out without stopping at all, as if he really didn't care.

At this moment, the Patriarch, who originally thought he was retreating in order to advance, also panicked, "Stop! I promise!"

Hearing this, Qin Lie's lips curled up slightly.

But in a flash, he returned to his expressionless look and threw out a document, "Then sign it."

(End of this chapter)