Feng Qijun furrowed his brows and thought deeply.

After a while, he replied tentatively, "Because he thinks he has little money......

"Hahahaha!" Shiro laughed heartily, "You stupid, you don't have much money!" Because Xiao Ming is a dog! ”

"Dogs only eat bones, not copper plates!" Shiro playfully stuck out his tongue, "Big fool, hurry up and write me a letter!" ”

Feng Qijun flicked his sleeves, "What happened just now doesn't count, come again!" ”

"Why don't you count!" Shiro raised his head, "It's clear that you lost, and your words don't count." ”

"I ......" Feng Qijun was speechless in annoyance.

"Ki-joon!" Feng Xiaolian looked at it lightly, "How did I teach you, you have to be true to your word, since you lost to the fourth uncle, you must do what you say." ”

"I'll go to the study with my fourth uncle to write in a while!" Feng Xiaolian commanded.

"Yes! Father! Feng Qijun said reluctantly and sat back next to Feng Xiaolian.

Feng Xiaolian waved his hand, and the man who was driving the car before brought in the gifts one by one.

There were silks, pastries, wine, and four wolf quill brushes.

returned to Song Qingrong, and Song Qingmo prepared a bronze mirror.

What was given to Song Qingyuan was a book.

"I heard Lian'er say, the third sister likes to read miscellaneous notes, this is what I have read, it is very interesting to write, and the customs of various places in it are described in three points, as if you are in the scene,"

"The third sister can read it." Feng Xiaolian handed the book to Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan took it with a smile, "Thank you, brother-in-law." ”

When I turned my head, I saw the embarrassed faces of Sun, Ye and others.

Today, the family didn't know that Feng Xiaolian would bring his son here, and they didn't prepare a meeting gift......

This time, it was a little embarrassing.

Old Man Song, Song Chengzhong and others chatted with Feng Xiaolian.

Song Qingyuan took the opportunity to sneak out.

Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo also followed.

Also came out, as well as the ladies who prepared the meal.

"I didn't know that I would bring the child, and we didn't prepare a meeting gift for the child......" Sun's face was entangled.

If others don't give it, it's just that it doesn't look good, if she doesn't give it, she may not be able to ......

"Hey!" Sun sighed.

"Auntie, don't you still have two pairs of five-finger gloves at home, you can bring one over......" Song Qingyuan suggested.

Sun nodded, "That's all it takes......"

"There are also puzzles and mobile puzzles at home, and if the third aunt doesn't know what to send, she will take two sets of puzzles to send." Song Qingyuan smiled, "Children, you should like puzzles." ”

"Done!" Ye nodded, "I'll bring Mo'er's." ”

Ye said, looking at Song Qingmo.

Song Qingmo nodded, "Give it to him!" ”

"No!" Song Qingyuan continued, "Come to me to get a new one, our family is not bad for this." ”

"Then thank you Yuan'er...... Ye Shi said gratefully, "But, we send puzzles, what do you give?" ”

"Why don't we send one for each of us?" Ye asked.

Song Qingyuan shook his head and smiled mysteriously, "I know what to give him." ”

After speaking, Song Qingyuan went back to the room.

For a moment, take out a homemade booklet.

walked into the upper room, handed it to Feng Qijun, and said with a smile, "This is given to you by the third aunt, and when you read this, you won't lose to your fourth uncle." ”

This booklet is a brain teaser she made up for Shiro.

When Shiro saw it, he threw it at her.

Now it's just the right time to give it away.

"Really?" Feng Qijun's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to open the booklet.

A series of strange questions appeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

Ask; What melons can not be eaten.

Answer; Fool.

Ask; What is the middle of Sun Moon Lake?

Answer; Month.

Q: Why are there three people holding an umbrella but they don't get wet?

Answer; It didn't rain at all.

The more Feng Qijun looked at it, the brighter his eyes became, how could there be such a fun question?

"Third aunt, this book is very interesting, I like it very much, thank you third aunt," Feng Qijun's grim smile showed a smile, and the smile was sincere.

Song Qingyuan rubbed his head, this is the smile that a child should have.

Pure and true!

"How about taking you out to play?" Song Qingyuan asked.

The adults in this room are chatting, and a little doll is here, which is also strangely boring.

Feng Qijun was able to stay stunned.

It can be seen that the Feng family's family education is very strict.

Feng Qijun looked at Feng Xiaolian.

Feng Xiaolian nodded, "Go ahead, listen to the third aunt, don't run around." ”

Feng Xiaolian instructed while looking at Song Qingyuan quietly.

This little girl with crooked eyebrows and eyes and a hint of elegance has heard it many times from Song Qinglian.

It is said that it is very powerful!

Song Qinglian admired her quite a lot.

It can be seen in natural homes, ready-to-wear stores, and toy stores.

Now looking at Song Qingyuan, Feng Xiaolian suddenly felt that maybe these were just the tip of her iceberg.

............

East Courtyard, North Wing.

Feng Qijun sat on the sofa, his face full of novelty, "This big bench is so comfortable!" ”

"Where did you buy this?" Feng Qijun asked.

"When I get back, I'll buy one and give it to my grandmother." Feng Qijun said to himself, "Grandmother is old and likes soft things,"

Old Madam Feng is only in her forties, which is not very old.

However, to be able to think of his grandmother, this is a filial child.

"I made it myself, and I didn't sell it outside." Song Qingyuan said.

"Do it yourself?" Feng Qijun's eyes widened.

"Yes!" Song Qingyuan nodded.

"Then ......" Feng Qijun intertwined his hands and said hesitantly, "Third aunt, can you draw one for me?" I'll find someone to do it when I go back. ”

"Absolutely!" Song Qingyuan agreed.

Without waiting for Feng Qijun to be happy, Song Qingyuan said again, "It's okay to paint for you, but you have to eat a piece of pastry." ”

Song Qingyuan's finger pointed to the untouched pastry on the coffee table.

"Huh?" Feng Qijun exclaimed and instinctively covered his mouth.

Looking at this scene, Song Qingyuan faintly understood.

Someone must have explained something to this child beforehand.

Since entering the Song family, this child has not touched a drop of water, and he has not touched the food, is this to prevent the Song family from poisoning him?

So who said it to him, and what did he say?

Song Qingyuan drove away his thoughts, chuckled, twisted up a piece of pastry, and put it in his mouth full, "Na, it's delicious!" ”

"Would you like a piece?" Song Qingyuan tempted.

Feng Qijun shook his head.

Song Qingyuan put this piece into his mouth again, "If you don't eat it, then I'll eat it all......"

Feng Qijun's eyes widened and he looked at it, as if he was observing whether something would happen to Song Qingyuan.

After a long time, Song Qingyuan was alive and kicking.

Feng Qijun's vigilance dropped a bit.

After searching for it in the pastry plate, he twisted a small piece and slowly put it into his mouth, "I'll eat it, you're going to draw this bench for me." ”

"Of course!" Song Qingyuan smiled and stretched out his little finger, "Let's pull the hook!" ”

Feng Qijun hesitated for a while, but still stretched out his little finger and hooked it.

"Bang!" The door was pushed open, and Shiro ran in with the box of blocks.

sat down on the sofa like a big move, and said with a smile, "Big nephew, the fourth uncle taught you to play with building blocks......