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

Chapter 67
Two minutes later, Chow Chow took a key from upstairs and handed it to Wen Yao.

"I heard from dad that my fourth aunt knows painting. Can she help me sell these paintings?"

This is the key to the studio that Cui Rong gave her before. She hasn't had time to look at the paintings inside, but her grandma told her that they are all valuable.

Porridge still wants to change it into money.

She didn't know how to appreciate the paintings, so she just left them there. They were all paper anyway, and she preferred the red ones.

Cui Rong gave it to her, originally letting her handle it on her own, which is understandable.

Wen Yao thought for a moment and said, "I'm not very familiar with this aspect, but I can introduce you to someone and ask him to help you sell it. He has many connections."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Fourth Aunt!"

Wen Yao looked at her with a smile, her eyes full of love, "You're welcome."

After eating, Wen Yao drove to a certain place, taking Qin Feng with him.

The place she wanted to go was in the old city. There were a lot of people nearby. She stopped in front of a community. She carried the gifts and walked upstairs with her two children and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Grandma Wen asked loudly.

Wen Yao looked at Qin Feng. Qin Feng understood, pursed his lower lip and smiled, saying, "Grandma, it's me, Xiao Feng."

"Xiao Feng." Hearing his voice, Grandma Wen walked faster and opened the door quickly. She looked at her grandson outside the door and was extremely happy, "Xiao Feng, you are here, come in quickly."

As she spoke, she suddenly noticed something. She paused, and slowly moved her eyes down, looking at his two legs standing on the ground. There was a wheelchair behind him, but it was still some distance away, and his legs were not supported by it.

In other words, he stood on his own.

Realizing this, Grandma Wen's eyes widened and she suddenly shouted: "Old Wen!"

Grandpa Wen was drawing when he heard his wife's cry. His hands shook in fright, and the lines on the paper became crooked. He walked out with some displeasure, "What are you doing in such a shock..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his grandson standing outside the door. A look of shock appeared on his straight face, and he walked out quickly, "Xiaofeng, you..."

Having already guessed that this would be the case, Qin Feng looked at them and called with a smile: "Grandpa."

"Grandpa." At this time, another little head suddenly poked out of the door. Congee held the door open with one hand, looked up at them, and shouted softly.

A child suddenly appeared, startling the old couple again. Their eyes fell on Congee. Grandma Wen asked doubtfully: "Who is this?"

Qin Feng had not been standing for a while, and he was holding on just now. Wen Yao saw that he was a little unable to support, so he quickly helped him to sit in the wheelchair. When he heard this, he smiled and said: "This is Congee, Ah Lie's daughter, She is also Xiaofeng’s lifesaver, she cured Xiaofeng’s legs.”

As for the specific treatment process, because it related to some metaphysical things, she didn't say it for fear of unclear explanation.

However, this also surprised the old couple. They looked at the little girl who was no more than waist high in disbelief, but the daughter was not someone who talked nonsense. What she said must be true.

The little girl is really lovable, she looks pink and cute. Even if there is no hair on her head, it does not affect her cuteness at all. She also adds a bit of innocence. Her eyes are curved and clear, and her eyes are so dark that it is heart-warming. All melted.

Grandma Wen liked it at first sight, and quickly turned sideways, "Come in quickly."

"Thank you, grandma." Porridge tilted his head and said, but he didn't go in immediately. Instead, he turned around and lifted the wheelchair over the threshold before walking in.

This scene made Grandma Wen and Mr. Wen's eyes widen again.

Qin Feng is quite thin, but she can't bear the weight of the wheelchair. It weighs dozens of kilograms in total. How could she just carry it in like this?
Seeing their expressions, Wen Yao smiled and explained: "Porridge is very powerful."

"Oh, oh." Grandma Wen nodded blankly, then looked at Porridge's little arms and legs, thinking that it was really hard to see.

Without worrying too much about this matter, Grandma Wen took out all the snacks and fruits at home and let the two children eat them. She looked at the porridge with loving eyes.

She glanced at Qin Feng and asked, "Is Xiaofeng's leg completely healed?" She saw that he was still sitting in a wheelchair.

But even just being able to stand for a little while is nice.

They had been disappointed too much before, and they didn't dare to have high hopes.

"Yes." This question was answered by Qi Zhou. She held a walnut in one hand and squeezed it gently. When she spread her little hand again, the kernel inside was completely placed there.

The little girl gave it to them first, then stuffed one into her mouth and continued: "Brother Qi is learning to walk now. It will be fine when he learns how to walk."

Hearing this, Grandma Wen was a little excited, "Really?"

Congee nodded solemnly, "Really, monks don't lie."

One sentence made the two of them stunned again. Is she still a monk?
Wen Yao smiled and explained: "Qi Zhou used to live in the mountains and was a monk."

It turned out to be so, the two of them suddenly realized as they landed on her bare head.

Grandma Wen was so happy when she thought that her grandson was going to be completely healed and that there was such a soft little girl here. "Have you eaten? I'll make you something delicious."

Wen Yao pulled her and said, "Mom, don't worry, we just ate when we came here. I have something to ask Dad for today."

Mr. Wen had been sitting next to him just now and didn't interrupt. Only after hearing these words did he speak out: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Well, it's like this..." Wen Yao took out the key to the studio and explained it again. She didn't say anything about Congee meeting Grandma Cui. She only said that Congee had done Cui Rong a favor. In order to thank her, That's why I gave her the studio.

Hearing this, Mr. Wen's serious face just now couldn't help but a flash of surprise, "Are they all Cui Rong's paintings?"

Wen Yao knew that Cui Rong's paintings were his favorite, so he nodded, "That's right."

"Uncle Cui has given those paintings to Congee, leaving them all to her. Congee wants to sell them now. Dad, see if you know anyone who wants to buy them."

"Me." Mr. Wen blurted out. After speaking, he remembered his savings and said sarcastically: "I just said casually, don't worry, I know a lot of people who want to buy it, and someone asked me about it yesterday."

He really wants to buy it, but the Wen family is just an ordinary family. He used to be a university teacher, and now he has a pension after retirement. The salary is naturally good compared to others, but to buy Cui Rong's paintings, even if he loses everything Can't buy it.

Thinking about it, he felt a little regretful, but he didn't want his daughter who married into a wealthy family to help him pay. He didn't agree when she married Qin Ze before. It's not that he looked down on Qin Ze, the child was still good. , but the Qin family's family status was too high, and he was afraid that his daughter would suffer if she married him.

Fortunately, the Qin family are all good, but there are still some rumors outside that she married into a wealthy family and has skyrocketed since then.

He even said all kinds of unpleasant things to them, including the idea that one person could achieve enlightenment, a chicken or a dog could ascend to heaven, which was harsh to listen to.

The old couple did not want their daughter to be wronged, and they had not disturbed them all these years. They lived in their old house with peace of mind, surrounded by familiar neighbors, and they were very contented.

Cui Rong's paintings are expensive, with a painting costing tens of millions. It is even more impossible for him to speak if he has no money.

But unexpectedly, when Congee heard this, he said directly: "If Grandpa likes it, I will give it to Grandpa."

"Thank you, Porridge, but no, it's too expensive." Mr. Wen declined.

Porridge waved his little hand indifferently and said generously: "It doesn't matter, I got it for free anyway, and I will donate the money after selling it. It doesn't matter how much I sell it. If grandpa likes it, just give it to grandpa."

She really didn't mind giving him away.

Mr. Wen still didn't want to accept it, and Porridge kept trying to persuade him. Then Wen Yao picked one and said, "Well, let dad choose one from among them."

The little girl has an upright temperament and won't lie. She really means what she wants to give, and there is no point in arguing. She will buy the little girl a gift and give it to her later.

He really liked Cui Rong's paintings, and Mr. Wen was a little moved. After thinking about it, he said: "You can't take advantage of the little girl in vain. In this case, I will also give you a gift."

(End of this chapter)