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

Chapter 832 I went to work before my birthday was over.
Xi Yan was still waiting for his little niece to be stunned by him and throw herself into his arms.

Unexpectedly, Porridge's eyes drifted, he turned his head and continued talking to others, as if he hadn't seen him.

She doesn't want to know him!

What a shame!

Seeing this, Xi Yan was stunned, stepped forward, picked up the little fat girl, and said angrily: "You didn't see me."

Porridge looked at the sky and the earth but not at him, and said in surprise: "Wow, grandpa and grandma, I can fly. How come I floated into the air by myself?"

This little fat girl!

Xi Yan was so angry that his face turned green.

The others laughed so much that their stomachs ached.

These two treasures.

Xi Mo stood up, hugged Bu Zhunzhu, glanced at Xi Yan, and said with a look of disgust, "What are you dressing up like?"

"It's boy band style." Xi Yan said confidently, "My makeup took more than two hours!"

Hearing this, Congee turned his head and glanced, staring at his green eyelids for a second and then quickly looking away.

Too ugly, hot eyes.

Grandma Qin also wiped away the tears from her laughter and said, "Her uncle Churri, you'd better go take off your makeup so as not to scare the child."

Fine.

They are not good at aesthetics.

Xi Yan took out the mirror and took a look at it narcissistically. Finally, he sighed and took it off.

When he came out again, his face was clean and his clothes had been changed by Xi Mo. He looked much refreshed.

This time, Congee was finally willing to look at him.

"Little uncle, why do you have convulsions during the Chinese New Year?"

The little fat girl just opened her mouth and offended Xi Yan.

He said unhappily: "I have a seizure! Do you know how long I have been preparing to sing this song?"

Porridge shook his head, "How long?"

"Two days!" Xi Yan raised two fingers and said sadly, "Two whole days."

Worked hard for two days just to hurt her eyes?

Porridge was shocked.

Some looked at him with difficulty, and finally said: "Uncle, you are well prepared, don't prepare any more in the future."

Xi Yan: "..."

Okay, let’s just say this little fat girl has poor aesthetics.

No matter how handsome he looked, he couldn't make her look better than wearing a nouveau riche outfit.

No, the eldest brother didn’t dress like a nouveau riche, he just wore the most ordinary clothes. Why didn’t she dislike him?

She is eccentric!
Xi Yan looked unhappy and cursed in his heart.

Congee doesn't care about him. She doesn't care about the compensation he wants to irritate his eyes. He should be content!
"Let's go and pick up the cake." Grandma Qin stood up with a smile, took Porridge's hand and said.

Porridge immediately nodded his head and was so happy that he could skip out and walk out.

The smile on his face was much happier than when he saw Xi Yan.

Xi Yan felt even more unbalanced now.

But Xi Mo suppressed him with his eyes, leaving him no chance to be embarrassed.

Not long after, Congee walked in pushing a cake cart.

There are seven layers in total, symbolizing that she is seven years old.

When she heard this statement, Qi Zhou wished she was a hundred years old now, so that she could have a cake that was a hundred layers high. Anyway, no matter how high it was, she, Qin Qimi, could reach it.

She said this unconsciously.

After hearing this, Grandma Qin burst out laughing again, tapped the tip of her nose, and said with a smile: "Snack, why are you eating only cake when there are so many delicious things to say?"

Congee looked up at her stupidly, slurping his saliva and saying, "The cake is delicious."

"Then you can't eat a hundred layers of cake at once. You'll get tired of it. Besides, if you're full after only eating cake, you won't be able to eat other delicious things."

Oh right.

Porridge tilted his little head, no longer obsessed with the one hundred-layer cake.

"Grandma, I want to eat." Congee said, raising her little head.

"Okay, okay." Grandma Qin put a birthday hat on her, put in candles, and asked her to make a wish.Qin Bei took the lead and started singing happy birthday.

After listening to it, Xi Yan felt that it was still not as good as his singing and not soulful enough.

It's a pity that I don't have the aesthetic appreciation to appreciate what he sings.

Porridge clenched her little fat paw, and she only had one wish in her heart: to be a rich little woman!

Then, she puffed up her face and blew out the candle in one breath.

"Okay." Qin Bei clapped and ran over, pointed at a piece and said, "Grandma, I want to eat this!"

He's just greedy.

Grandma Qin glanced at him sideways and ignored him. She first asked Congee which piece she liked, and after giving it to her, she gave it to someone else.

When the people from the Fourth Bureau and the Military Headquarters arrived, none of the old men in the room liked sweets.

But fortunately, there are many people, so if you share a little bit, you will have enough to eat.

After dividing the cake, several children went out to play.

Xi Mo sat next to Ye Lingfeng and asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you tell me about Fred?"

It was only later that he found out that Qunchu had gone on a mission with Ye Lingfeng on the first day of the new year, and he was dealing with Fred and his gang. When he heard that, his heart tightened.

However, Ye Lingfeng crossed his legs with a relaxed expression and said, "What's there to say? I'm just dealing with a few rubbish."

"Don't worry, this time we blocked them on the plane directly. Even if they have wings, they can't fly. There is no need to tell you what can be done steadily."

Ok.

Fortunately, the result was exactly as he said, and it was still very ideal, so Xi Mo didn't delve into it any further.

He just said: "If you go on a mission in the future, you can call me."

He was worried about Congee.

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng said: "You also have a lot of tasks, do you have time?"

"Come when you have free time."

"Then there aren't many opportunities." Ye Lingfeng shook his head and cracked melon seeds in his hands, "I'm here with you, so you don't have to worry. You also know what you are capable of."

"Besides, Porridge may not want you to come."

Hearing this, Xi Mo frowned and looked at Ye Lingfeng, waiting for his explanation, "The reason."

"One more person participating in the mission means one more person sharing the money. Even that little fat girl wants to kick me out and go on the mission alone."

Ximo: "..."

It’s really something that Porridge can do.

His head suddenly started to hurt.

Ye Lingfeng had long been used to it.

His little girl will never be able to change her habit of being obsessed with money in this life.

There were so many people here today, but Grandma Qin and the others didn't cook it themselves. Instead, they invited a chef to cook it at home.

They were very efficient, and by noon, they had already prepared dishes for several tables.

Congee climbed onto her chair, rounded her little fat arms, and started eating.

All of them are her favorite food, and the little fat girl is so happy.

I really want to celebrate my birthday every day.

However, it wasn't long before she stopped laughing.

After dinner, everyone else was sent away. Ye Lingfeng touched Porridge's head with a look of reluctance.

"Porridge, daddy is leaving too."

Hearing this, Qi Zhou was stunned, hugged his leg nervously, and asked reluctantly: "Are you going to work again?"

"Yeah." Ye Lingfeng nodded.

Porridge flattened his mouth, and the good mood of the day suddenly disappeared.

She really couldn't bear to leave her father.

"Uh-huh, I wanted to play with daddy for a few more days."

After she finished speaking, before Ye Lingfeng could speak, the Patriarch floated out of the statue and grabbed her ears.

"Have fun, think about how long you've been playing!"

"Work! Go to work immediately!"

(End of this chapter)