Ye Lingfeng stood at the door, in a dilemma, and even began to think about the possibility of running away.

During the Chinese New Year, he didn't want to be chased and killed by his little girl.

Unexpectedly, before he could move, Congee Congee found him first, and his eyes lit up, "Dad!" ”

Looking at the little girl who rushed towards him, Ye Lingfeng scolded the general again in his heart.

They are a good father and daughter, he has to come to sow discord!

Porridge didn't know that a runner jumped into his arms, hugged his neck and refused to let go, rubbing his neck affectionately.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Congee Congee was overjoyed, and was worried that he wouldn't come back.

I didn't expect to rush back, Dad really counts!

Ye Lingfeng also hugged her, and before Congee Congee remembered the matter of the Frost Sword, he took the first step to explain honestly, and cried miserably: "Congee Congee, Dad's hand is injured." ”

What?

As soon as he heard this, Congee Congee immediately became anxious, and he didn't need to hug him, jumped out of his arms, held his hand and asked nervously: "What's wrong, let me see." ”

Ye Lingfeng stretched out his hand and showed his wound that was almost healing to Congee Congee.

At the end, he asked, as if puzzled, "Hey, why is there blood on this sword?" ”

When Porridge Porridge heard this, he saw a trace of blood on the sword.

Then, she watched the bloodstains disappear, as if she had eaten it, and a faint white light flashed, falling on Ye Lingfeng's body.

Porridge has seen this picture, and her peachwood sword is like this.

This is confession.

Could it be that Frost Sword recognizes his father as his master?

Congee Congee was puzzled, and reached out to get the sword, but when she saw that the sword actually dodged her and fell into Ye Lingfeng's hand, she immediately knew that she had guessed correctly.

Ye Lingfeng stared nervously at Congee's reaction, planning that if she asked him to settle accounts, he would immediately dump the pot.

Anyway, it wasn't what he wanted.

The general who read his heart stumbled and almost fell at the ghost gate.

He rolled his eyes a little speechlessly, he is a big man, and he is still a father, as for seeing a little chubby girl, is he so afraid?

As for, of course!

This is his only daughter.

He wasn't his daughter's only father.

Isn't there still a Qin Yan?

If they had a falling out, wouldn't they have cheapened him for nothing?

Why?

He's not a fool, so he doesn't do a stupid thing for his daughter.

At that moment, he decided to pretend to be stupid to the end, and when he saw that Congee Congee was pouted, looking like he was going to cry or not, he asked knowingly, "What's wrong?" ”

Porridge's lips trembled, and she looked up at him, seeing that he was dazed, as if she didn't know what was happening.

Snorting, she swallowed her tears, and said with some loss: "It's okay, it's the Frost Sword that recognizes Dad as the master." ”

Saying that, she touched the frost sword, a little aggrieved, why didn't she choose her? Is she bad?

"What?" Ye Lingfeng's expression was so exaggerated that Qin Yan turned his head and glanced at him inquiringly.

Ye Lingfeng ignored it and continued to pretend: "How can this be? This is not good, I said that this is a gift for you, I can't ask for it, porridge porridge, for you. ”

As he spoke, he was going to give the Frost Sword to Porridge.

Porridge took a step back and shook his head, "No, it has an owner now, and if you hold it, it will hurt me if you get angry." ”

Fortunately, this is Dad's, not anyone else.

Thinking of this, Congee Porridge breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She took a deep breath and waved her little chubby paw, "It's okay, mine is Dad's, anyway, I already have a peachwood sword, so I don't need it." ”

As she spoke, Congee took out her little peachwood sword.

This is a mini version of the senior brother tailor-made for her.

Hmph, who is rare about it, she has a sword herself!

Thinking about it, the porridge hummed and danced for a while, and at a glance, it looked like a little meat ball dancing.

Cute is cute, but it has nothing to do with handsomeness.

When the Frost Sword saw it, he couldn't help but praise the former master's wisdom.

Otherwise, being held by this little fat girl, I can't take it when I think about it.

It's better to have these long legs.

Thinking about it, it pasted it in the direction of Ye Lingfeng.

Ye Lingfeng couldn't wait to throw it out.

It's all to blame, almost making him turn against his little girl.

Fortunately, Congee Congee was still very sensible, so he didn't care about anything, put away the peachwood sword, took Ye Lingfeng's hand, and ran into the living room.

"Grandpa and grandpa, my dad is back." She cheered happily.

Ye Lingfeng also bowed slightly towards them.

Seeing that he was covered in frost and snow, Grandma Qin was distressed, and hurriedly said, "Go upstairs and take a hot shower and get ready to eat." ”

They have been waiting for him, and the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner has not yet been eaten.

Even the porridge porridge was reluctant to move the chopsticks, and ate some nuts and fruits to cushion the stomach first.

Looking at a large table of delicacies, Ye Lingfeng's eyes were also slightly soft, and he touched the little head of the porridge, looking relieved.

He quickly went upstairs to take a shower and change his clothes, and then went downstairs.

Congee Congee was already sitting in her seat at this time, waved at him, and said excitedly: "Dad, this is all cooked by the eldest aunt, the second aunt, the third aunt, the fourth aunt and grandma, and I also helped wash the vegetables!" ”

In the end, the little chubby girl proudly straightened her little chest.

It's just that the fruit grandma didn't give it to her to wash anymore.

I'm afraid that the pulp will be gone after washing.

The family can't eat the core.

This is the first time Ye Lingfeng has had a good New Year in so many years.

In previous years, when I was in the fourth round, I was basically very busy, and I had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and having time to eat dumplings was considered the New Year.

After eating, I have to go on a mission again.

Where like this time.

He sat down, looked at Grandma Qin and said seriously, "Thank you." ”

"This kid, what's polite." Grandma Qin waved her hand absently, "It's all a family, and we have to thank you for giving us such a lovely porridge." ”

Hearing this, Congee Porridge hurriedly put down the chopsticks, held the meaty little chubby face in his hand, and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, I'm the cutest!"

She's fleshy again.

Grandma said, it's all cute.

The little chubby girl is so beautiful that she doesn't know how to be modest, and she can't help but grin when she sees a few adults.

Porridge also smirked, not looking very smart.

Qin Yan also smiled at the corner of his eyes, touched her fortune hair, and his eyes were full of spoiling.

Grandpa Qin looked at this scene with a smile and said, "Let's eat." ”

"Okay, eat." Porridge immediately picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a big chicken leg for Ye Lingfeng first, "Dad has worked hard, Dad eats." ”

This time, Qin Yan was not jealous.

It is indeed not easy for him to go out on a mission so far.

He was like this, so that Ye Lingfeng, who wanted to show off, had no excuse for being embarrassed.

Forget it, if it's the New Year, let's take a truce for one night.

Waiting for tomorrow, it will be another new year's battle for favor!

When the time comes, he will never be relentless.

One look at what he thinks.

Qin Yan picked up the wine glass and touched it with him, and drank it all.

Coincidentally, he thought so too.