Baby mommy wants to divorce

"Well, so I'm looking forward to my birthday, but it will take a long time!"

Qin Qian took her hand and walked inside. He whispered, "kid, time is fast. It's gone in the blink of an eye. You see, we've been back to Yucheng for a long time, isn't it fast?"

The child thought seriously, then nodded, "well, it seems to be very fast."

"Go upstairs and change your clothes. Don't run around barefoot. The weather is very cold recently. Winter is coming soon."

Hearing the word "winter", children's eyes brighten. Compared with summer, children prefer winter.

So she shook Qin Qian's hand and asked, "Mom, will there be summer snow here in winter? I haven't seen snow in Haicheng before. Will it snow in Yucheng? "

When asked, Qin Qian thought carefully and nodded slowly, "it snowed in Yucheng. When I was very young, it snowed heavily. That should be the biggest one."

"Mom, will it snow this year?"

Qin Qian shook his head, "little boy, it's not easy to snow in the south."

"Where will it snow?"

"In the north, it often snows in the north, because it's very cold there, so it often snows."

"Mom, can you take me later? I really want to snow. "

"Well, my mother will take you to see the snow in the future..."

"And Dad..."

"He's very busy. Mom can take you."

"Oh, let's go together when dad is not busy..."

"No, you know he will always be very busy, so mom will take you."

Sister Zhang stood at the side of the table listening to the conversation between mother and daughter, shook her head and laughed. Suddenly, the doorbell was rang. She went outside the door and looked at the monitoring. She didn't find anyone.

But it clearly showed that the doorbell had been rang, and she heard it.

She took off her apron, put it aside, pushed the door and went out.

She stood in the yard and shrunk her neck. It's really cold in the autumn wind.

"Who is it?"

No one answered. Sister Zhang was more vigilant this time. She must see clearly that she was opening the door. After all, the last thing had a shadow, and after that, the villa had an anti-theft function.

So he would slowly open a gap every year, with an anti-theft iron fence in the middle. She looked around and didn't see anyone. She only saw a gift box below, with a black carbon pen saying that the consignee was Qin Qian.

Sister Zhang put down her vigilance, thought it was a courier, reached out and took the box in, then closed the door and turned inside.

She put the box on the tea table and turned into the kitchen.

When the mother and daughter came down, she said, "Miss Qin, there's your express. I'll bring it in for you."

Qin Qian held the stairs downstairs and watched the child run down one step faster than her, frowning.

"Don't run up and down the stairs. Be careful to fall."

"Oh." The child ran to the sofa and opened the outer package for Qin Qian. It was a pink gift box, so he asked, "Mom, what did you buy?"

Qin Qian shook his head, "I didn't buy anything..."

She seldom buys things online.

Suddenly thought of something, his face changed, "little boy, don't open it!"

But it was obviously too late. The child had opened it, but the next moment was her earth shaking cry.

"Wow, mom, mom..."

Qin Qian's face changed greatly. He walked quickly to hold the child in his arms, carried it on his back, and the palm kept soothing the back of her head.

"Well, the mother is here, the child is not afraid, the child is not afraid..."

But the child was obviously frightened and kept crying.

Sister Zhang was also startled. Hearing the cry, she ran out of the kitchen.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Qin Qian tightened his red lips, comforted the child, and looked sharply at the box. The box was full of dead mice and three simulated puppets. It was clear that it was her, Lu tingshen and the child.

The puppet is full of long needles, dense and bloodstained. It looks shocking and extremely penetrating.

Sister Zhang walked over and couldn't help but change her face. "Ouch, this, this, how, it's all..."

Qin Qian tightened the jaw line, and the child was still lying in her arms in pain. She gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Zhang, please throw these dirty things out."

Sister Zhang nodded, some creepy, picked up the box and walked out.

Just then the door was pushed open, and Sister Zhang kept staring at the things in the box. Suddenly, a person came in, which frightened Sister Zhang into screaming.

"Ah!"

As soon as Lu tingshen came in, he heard the child's cry. He frowned and looked at Sister Zhang's pale face, a look of lingering fear. His eyes fell on the box in her hand. When he saw the things inside, his face sank.

"Lu, Mr. Lu, you're back. I don't know who put it at the door. It says that Miss Qin signed for it. I thought it was Miss Qin's express. Unexpectedly, it was these dirty things. I, I'll take them out and throw them away..."

With that, Sister Zhang hurriedly took the box out of the villa and threw it into the dustbin outside. Someone will take it away tomorrow morning.

Lu tingshen's face was dark and unpredictable. He looked at the mother and daughter on the sofa.

Qin Qian had already ignored him safely, but gently comforted the child.

"The child doesn't cry anymore. It's just some pranks. Don't be afraid."

Until Lu tingshen walked past, Qin Qian slowly looked up at him and sipped lightly at the corners of his lips, "the little boy was frightened and cried all the time. It's not good to coax him."

Lu Ting's deep eyes darkened and bent over to pick up the child from her arms.

When the little boy saw him, he hugged Lu tingshen's neck tightly, but the cry had gradually decreased, but he still cried.

She deflated her mouth, "Dad..."

Lu Ting raised his lips deeply, touched her face, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said in a deep voice: "scared?"

The little boy sucked his nose, then nodded, "well, there are many dead mice and a lot of blood in it. Dad, it's terrible..." Lu Ting deeply touched the back of her brain. "It's all right. It's all fake. Dad just saw it. It must be someone's prank. How can the little boy be so easily frightened? Not afraid of anything? Why are you crying like a kitten? "

Hearing this, the little boy immediately raised his hand and wiped his tears.

"Is it false?"

"Well, it's all fake. Will dad take you to see it?"

Qin Qian could not help but wring his eyebrows, but the little boy had begun to shake his head, "well, I still don't want to see it. Fake is also very scary."

Lu Ting smiled deeply and rubbed her head. "Accompany dad upstairs to change clothes and then eat."

"Well, good."

"What did Aunt Zhang cook?"

"I don't know. I didn't see it..."

After that, Lu Ting turned his head deeply and took a deep look at Qin Qian. Then he hugged the child and went upstairs.