Grandpa Lin's expression was a little tense and couldn't help but relax, and he also bent the corner of his mouth and rubbed Zihan's head, "Don't look at it well-behaved now, it's actually very skinny." ”

Zihan raised his head and winked mischievously at Grandpa Lin, and then smiled shyly at Grandpa Qin.

"Haha, good, good, it's good to have a granddaughter, unlike me, the family is stunned."

Grandpa Qin took Grandpa Lin's hand and walked all the way forward, turning into the small alley of the fourth courtyard.

There were already a few people standing at the door of the third courtyard, a middle-aged woman with short ear-length hair, a temperament comparable to Fu Huilan, and a soft smile.

In addition to Xiao Peng, who was told by Grandpa Qin to go home for a while, there were two other teenagers.

The eldest one should be about 1.85 meters tall, and he should be seventeen or eighteen years old.

On a cold face that resembles Grandpa Qin, there are two sword eyebrows that are slightly more delicate than Grandpa Qin.

A pair of narrow inner eyes, a straight nose bridge, and a knife-like face give people a feeling that no one is close to.

The other teenager should be fifteen years old, about 1.75 meters tall, a pair of inner eyes that are slightly shorter and slightly rounder than the older boys, and the corners of the mouth are also curved, which makes people feel inexplicably kind.

The corners of Zihan's mouth curved slightly, and she could see that although the older boy didn't look smiling, his eyes were as soft as the middle-aged woman.

When Zihan looked at the two teenagers, they were also looking at Zihan curiously.

Is it a boy or a girl? Those eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"Dad, is this what you often say about Uncle Lin who saved you?"

When they approached, Qin Xiaolu, a middle-aged woman who was also Qin Kun's daughter, greeted her, and opened her mouth to Grandpa Lin with a smile on her face.

Her two sons, Yuan Yisheng and Yuan Yihao, also followed her and greeted her.

"By the way, this is my great benefactor Lin Wencong, the Chinese medicine doctor who helped me stuff my intestines back into my stomach, amazing!"

Grandpa Qin patted Grandpa Lin's shoulder boldly, with a proud smile on his face.

"Hello Uncle Lin!" The middle-aged woman affectionately lifted Grandpa Lin's arm, and looked curiously at Zihan beside Grandpa Lin, "This is—"

"Hello Grandpa Lin!" The two teenagers greeted Grandpa Lin in unison, and also set their eyes on Zihan.

"This is your Uncle Lin's granddaughter, how about it, I feel distressed (cute), it's not like a few of them, it's a headache when I look at it!"

Qin Kun opened his mouth before Grandpa Lin's introduction, and at the end he didn't forget to glare at his two grandsons.

Lin Wencong? Isn't grandpa's name Lin Yanpu?

Zihan was slightly stunned, but was quickly recalled by Qin Xiaolu's inquiry.

Zihan's face turned red with embarrassment, "Hello, Auntie! ”

The painting style is completely different from Cheng Fangyong's family, so Zihan doesn't know how to deal with it.

"It's so good, Uncle Lin is so blessed."

Qin Xiaolu looked at Zihan lovingly, and the look in her eyes made Zihan feel inexplicably warm in her heart.

"Yisheng, Yihao, I haven't seen my sister yet."

Grandpa Qin had a straight face, and there was an inexplicable hint of majesty in his voice.

"Sister Zihan is good!"

Yuan Yihao approached Zihan with a smile, it turned out to be a little girl, so cute.

Yuan Yisheng's eyes flashed, and he also leaned forward.

"Zihan, sister is good!" There was an inexplicable pause in his voice as he exited.

Younger sister? The little sister with a pair of smart big eyes seems to be much cuter than the younger brother, but it looks a little smaller.