"Xiao Linzi, you can't shirk anymore, Xiaolu and I want to go together."

Qin Kun made a straight face at Grandpa Lin, "Besides, look at it, don't say it's me and Xiaolu, even Yisheng and Yihao like the tightness of the little girl, if you shirk it again, we will simply leave the little girl here and not let you take it back." ”

"Okay, okay, I think it's better that way." Yuan Yihao echoed with a roar.

Zihan is well-behaved, smart, and cute, where to find such a sister.

"Zihan, come on, are you willing to be your aunt's goddaughter?"

Qin Xiaolu, who had already put the two plates of hot noodles on the table of the Eight Immortals and the small table, saw that Grandpa Lin was still hesitant, so he shook Zihan's hand affectionately and asked for her opinion.

Zihan raised her head to look at her grandfather, even though her heart was full of desire, but she didn't want to embarrass her grandfather.

Grandpa Lin sighed in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curved, "Xiaohan, thank you Aunt Qin and Grandpa Qin." ”

Zihan was overjoyed in his heart, and smiled sweetly at Grandpa Qin opposite and Qin Xiaolu beside him, "Thank you Grandpa Qin, thank you Auntie!" ”

"What's the name of Auntie, it's time to call Godmother."

Qin Xiaolu smiled and gently patted Zihan's hand in the palm of her hand.

"Godmother? It's troublesome, just call Mom to forget it. ”

When the words fell, Yuan Yihao, who was grinning, turned to Yuan Yisheng, "Brother, did you say that what I said was right?" ”

He could see that his brother was just like him, but he liked this Zihan sister very much.

Yuan Yisheng looked at Zihan with the corners of his mouth bent slightly, they didn't count what they said about it.

"Godmother!"

Zihan called at Qin Xiaolu crisply, she was already very content to be called a godmother.

"Hey, that's good."

Qin Xiaolu happily hugged Zihan gently into her arms, "Good daughter, you can call it whatever you want, I like your mother." ”

Zihan is sweet in her heart, in this life, she actually has a mother.

"Come on, come on, complete the ritual."

Grandpa Qin stood up and began to stretch out, "And you two stinky boys, you have to find a way to prepare a gift for your sister." ”

"Okay!" Yuan Yihao happily answered and ran out.

Yuan Yihao had a smile on his lips and followed him.

Qin Xiaolu let go of Zihan, "Wait, Mom will also prepare a gift for you." ”

Looking at the family that suddenly became busy, Grandpa Lin and Zihan who were standing looked at me, I looked at you, and their eyes were full of exploration.

Grandpa Qin took out the incense candle from the cabinet and placed it in the middle of the Eight Immortals table.

After Qin Xiaolu, Yuan Yisheng, and Yuan Yihao returned to the house, Grandpa Qin lit the incense candle.

According to Grandpa Lin's instructions, Zihan first kowtowed to Grandpa Qin, and then kowtowed to Qin Xiaolu.

In addition, Qin Xiaolu took the place of her husband Yuan Wenhua, who worked on her grandfather, and was bowed down by Zihan.

As for Yuan Yisheng and Yuan Yihao, Zihan sweetly called the eldest brother and the second brother.

Grandpa Qin gave Zihan a brush as a gift.

Qin Xiaolu sent two pieces of cloth to Zihan, one was a good one with a small flower on a white background, and the other was a navy blue polyester card.

Yuan Yisheng gave Zihan a stationery box containing a delicate fountain pen.

When Yuan Yihao saw the fountain pen, his eyes were shining, indicating that the fountain pen was not simple.

Yuan Yihao gave Zihan two books and a notebook wrapped in a silk-like cloth.

Zihan politely thanked them and accepted the gift.

After a bit of tossing and turning, the time was four o'clock.

Because he still had to go to the pharmaceutical factory, Grandpa Lin said goodbye to Grandpa Qin's family.