Jian Mingchong and Zhang Muqing ignored Jian Qilin, and the two went upstairs and knocked on the little guy's door.

After a while, the door opened, and Jian Mingchong saw that his granddaughter with red eyes was not happy, and reached out to hug the little guy, "Why are you crying, baby don't cry!" ”

Jian Mingchong whispered and coaxed the little guy into the door, and Zhang Muqing followed behind and closed the door of the room.

The three of them sat on the sofa, and Luo Qiqi lowered his head and asked, "Grandpa, Dad actually doesn't like Qiqi, right?" ”

Looking at the little guy's depressed look, Jian Mingchong felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he replied: "Qiqi, don't talk nonsense, Dad, grandparents like you." ”

"That's right! My little girl is so good, how can anyone not like you? ”

Zhang Muqing also responded on the side.

Dahua squatted at the window, looking at this scene and thinking of the old god stick.

Every year on his birthday, the old god stick will boil two red eggs for the little guy, knowing that the little guy likes to eat meat, he will definitely go into the mountains to get some hares and pheasants back the night before, and give the little guy a good meal on the night of his birthday.

And this year's birthday, the old god stick is not there, and the little guy thinks that his father will spend it with him, but no one has appeared so far, and he will definitely feel uncomfortable.

Hearing the words of his grandparents, the little guy still didn't look up, tears fell down, and he whispered: "Qiqi misses the lion tiger!" ”

I want the lion tiger to boil the red eggs for himself, and I want the lion tiger to say to himself: Qiqi, you are a year older, don't forget to drink wine for the lion tiger when you make money in the future.

"Otherwise, you can call the old fairy!"

Zhang Muqing looked up and looked around for the little guy's mobile phone.

"Can't get through!"

The little guy shook his head, "There should be no signal where the liger went to work." ”

Now Zhang Muqing doesn't know what to say!

The two of them sat like this with the little guy, the room was eerily quiet, and after sitting for nearly half an hour, the sound of cars sounded outside.

Luo Qiqi raised his head suddenly, got up and ran towards the window.

When I saw that it was my uncle's car coming in from outside, the anticipation on my face turned into a look of disappointment.

Baba and three pots and pots, they probably don't want to remember this day!

Jian Mingchong walked over a little helplessly, walked to the side of the bed with the little one in his arms, and put her on the bed.

Dahua also jumped on the bed and accompanied the little guy on the side.

Luo Qiqi raised his head, "I'm sorry, Qiqi made grandparents worried!" ”

"Don't..."

"Bang bang bang!"

The knock on the door of the room interrupted what Jian Mingchong was about to say, Zhang Muqing went over to open the door of the room, and Jian Boxuan appeared at the door with an embarrassed face.

"Baba!"

The moment the little guy saw Jian Boxuan, there was a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, it's Dad who is bad!"

Jian Boxuan rushed to the side of the bed, and a faint smell of wine wafted out of his body.

Jian Mingchong frowned displeasedly, but he didn't say anything when he saw the little guy's happy look, got up and took his wife out of the room.

The moment the door closed, Jian Boxuan slapped himself in the mouth, "It's all because Dad is not good, and Qiqi is sad." ”

"Poop hurts, don't fight!"

Luo Qiqi grabbed Jian Boxuan's hand and smiled at him, "Baba is here, Qiqi is very happy." ”

"Your uncle is right, Dad is too bastard, Dad should have come earlier."

Jian Boxuan's hoarse voice was full of self-blame.

In fact, he drove to the community when it was just dark, and he didn't come up, but parked the car near the villa and drank sullen wine inside.

It wasn't until Jian Qilin went out to see his car just now, got out of the car and scolded him that he went home.

"Isn't Baba just as weird!"

Luo Qiqi lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Jian Boxuan's eyes, and his little hand nervously grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Jian Boxuan stretched out his hand and lifted the little guy's chin, and when the little guy looked at him, he said with guilt: "Dad is not to blame Qiqi, it's just that every time Dad sees you, he thinks of his mother, and he thinks that he didn't protect you and his mother very uncomfortable." ”

As he spoke, Jian Boxuan's eyes turned red, and tears came out of his eyes.

"Qiqi doesn't blame Baba, Qiqi believes that her mother won't blame Baba, don't be sad."

The little guy reached out to wipe Jian Boxuan's tears.

Looking at such a sensible daughter, Jian Boxuan's heart became even more uncomfortable.

The third child scolded right, he is a bastard!

Always living in the memories of the past, the people who should cherish it are not good to cherish it. He is not only sorry for Qiqi, but also sorry for Xue'er who gave birth to Qiqi with his life.

"Qiqi, let's go back to live with my dad tomorrow!"

Jian Boxuan said.

The little guy shook his head, "Sanguo and Sister Feifei don't like Qiqi, if Qiqi goes back to live, it will make it difficult for Baba to do!" ”

"Bang!"

The door was pushed open at this time, and Jian Yunqi walked in, "Don't worry about the two of them, go back and support you." ”

"And the second brother!"

Jian Yunhao also walked in.

The brothers had actually been at the door for a while, and when they heard the conversation between their sister and their father, they felt very uncomfortable.

"Cauldron, second pot!"

The little guy saw the surprise on the faces of the two of them, and laughed happily after being surprised.

The brothers walked to the bed, Jian Boxuan turned his face away with some embarrassment, and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Jian Yunqi didn't want to embarrass his father, so he reached out and hugged the little guy, "Let's go, let's go downstairs to celebrate my little princess's birthday!" ”

"Yes, the second brother bought you a very beautiful cake, you will definitely like it."

Jian Yunchao followed, and the three brothers and sisters went out.

Dahua glanced at Jian Boxuan, sighed and walked out of the room and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Jian Mingchong and Zhang Muqing were inserting birthday candles on the cake, and Jian Qilin got a camera out of nowhere and was adjusting the angle.

When he saw them coming down, he happily beckoned to them, "Hurry up and sit down with the little baby, and we will take pictures later." ”

"Okay!"

Jian Yunqi hugged Qiqi to the side of the sofa, and put the little guy down.

Luo Qiqi looked at his room on the second floor, "Erguo, go and see Baba!" ”

"Good!"

Jian Yunchao smiled and nodded, and just when he was about to go up to call someone, he saw his father comb his hair and walk down from the upstairs.

"Baba, sit here!"

Luo Qiqi stretched out his hand and patted the position beside him.

Jian Boxuan walked a few steps quickly and sat down beside his daughter.

"Okay, no, I asked Aunt Zhang to turn off the lights!"

Jian Qilin urged.

Jian Mingchong picked up the lighter and lit the candle, then waved his hand at Aunt Zhang, "Turn off the lights!" Turn off the lights! ”

Syllable! ”

The lights in the hall went out and everyone sang their birthday songs.

Jian Boxuan saw Qiqi's bright smile, and he also laughed.

sang a birthday song and made a wish, the little guy blew out the candles, and several people also took out gifts for the little guy.

Qiqi is very happy on this birthday, not because of how many gifts she gets, but because she is accompanied by her father.

After eating the cake, Jian Boxuan told the two old men about taking Qiqi home to live, although Jian Mingchong and his wife were reluctant, but for the sake of their granddaughter's happiness, they still nodded and agreed.

But not tonight, Jian Mingchong hopes that he will go back and talk about Yun Chao and Fei Fei, and pick them up tomorrow.

After sending his father and brothers away, the little one happily went back to his room and lay down on the bed.

As soon as Jian Mingchong left, she happily took out her mobile phone, planning to call Xue Zhan and tell him about her father's birthday.

As soon as I picked up the phone, I saw seven or eight missed calls, and when I saw that the number was from the master, I hurriedly called again.

Soon, the voice of the old god stick came from the other side, "Happy birthday to Qiqi baby!" ”

"Thank you, Liger!"

The little one thanked him happily.

"The birthday gift master owes it first, and the master will make it up to you next time. Master is now in this place......."

The little guy hung up the phone, still smiling at the corners of his mouth.

After calling Xue Zhan and Tianxin separately, the little guy lay down on the bed and fell asleep.