Chapter 975: Daddy Sold Her?

Grandma Qin was angry.

Her porridge, she went to the rescue before, but now the rescue is over, and the person has disappeared again.

When I asked her where her unlucky son had gone, he always said he was coming back soon.

It's been almost ten days, and she hasn't even seen a shadow!

Her eyes turned red at the thought of this.

"My poor granddaughter, where have you been?" The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, Grandma Qin sat on the ground and patted her legs, "My porridge, why is your life so bitter." ”

Seeing her like this, Qin Yan also had a headache, and just about to speak, his leg was suddenly hugged, and then, a small head poked out next to him.

When I looked down, it was porridge!

Grandma Qin also saw it, blinked her eyes, and cried even louder, "I think about porridge and porridge are dizzy." ”

"My porridge, where were you sold by your black-hearted father?"

Hearing this, Congee Congee was puzzled: "Hey, grandma, Dad didn't sell me." ”

Hearing this, Grandma Qin's crying stopped abruptly and said in surprise: "Congee porridge, is it you?" ”

"It's me." Porridge Porridge responded softly, grinning and pounced at her, "Grandma! ”

Grandma Qin was already sitting on the ground, but now she was pounced on by the little fat girl, and she sat more sincerely.

She didn't care, she hugged her little body and cried again with excitement, "Porridge, it's really porridge." ”

"It's me, it's me." Porridge nodded her little head vigorously, hugged her and slolged her face.

Now Grandma Qin is finally sure, the little granddaughter is really back.

Grandpa Qin heard the movement, and also walked out, looked at the porridge, obviously relieved, helped his wife up, and said, "Let's go, go in and talk." ”

"Good, good." Grandma Qin also reacted, wiped her face, didn't look at Qin Yan, and walked in with the porridge.

The three ancestors and grandchildren quickly disappeared, and only the voice of the cold and the warmth came, which made the outside even more gloomy.

Ye Lingfeng walked over with his pockets in his pocket, swished Qin Yan with his shoulders, and gloated: "Yo, I've been kicked out." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the luggage on the ground and laughed even louder.

waved his hand and said: "You go, I'll be my uncle and aunt's son, anyway, the porridge is back, and no one is rare with you." ”

Hearing this, Qin Yan gritted his teeth and glanced at him.

Ye Lingfeng was not afraid, snorted lightly, and walked inside, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, in a good mood.

Looking at his back, Qin Yan couldn't help but have a headache, pinched his eyebrows, and listened to the sound of porridge and porridge coming from inside, and his eyebrows and eyes softened.

He bent down to pick up his luggage and walked inside.

I saw Grandma Qin holding the porridge on her lap, reluctant to let go, touched her little face and said distressedly: "Thin." ”

Hearing this, Qin Yan also looked over, and suddenly paused, he was indeed thin.

I also lost a lot of weight.

The little milk fat is only half of what it used to be.

I have suffered a lot in the past month.

Thinking about it, he glanced at Ye Lingfeng, who was still smiling on the side, and said, "Why didn't you take care of the porridge, this is how many meals of porridge and porridge you have been hungry for, so you have lost weight like this." ”

As soon as he heard this, Grandpa Qin's eyes also fell on Ye Lingfeng, with accusations in his eyes.

Let their little granddaughter lose weight, even if it is their own father, it will not work!

Unexpectedly, the spearhead was aimed at him all of a sudden, Ye Lingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't explain anything, only said: "The porridge is drawn, haven't you noticed?" Porridge porridge has grown taller. ”

Speaking of this, Congee Congee also remembered, and immediately jumped off Grandma Qin's lap, "I'll measure it!" ”

As he spoke, Xi Zizi ran to the height chart and beckoned to Qin Yan, "Dad, come and see how much taller I have grown?" ”

Qin Yan walked over cooperatively, looked at it carefully, and was a little surprised, "It's really grown taller, it's one meter." ”

Although it is still a little shorter than children of the same age, it is really a lot taller than the previous porridge.

It's only been a month after all.

When you smoke it, it will grow fast.

"I'll take a look, too." Grandma Qin also walked over, and Grandpa Qin followed silently, and when he saw Congee Congling's current height, a smile suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Yes, I don't have to worry about the little melon growing tall.

After all, growing taller is the obsession of the little granddaughter, not only to grow taller, but also to grow to seven meters.

Thinking of this, the smile in Grandpa Qin's eyes deepened.

Porridge Porridge also grinned.

Hehe, she will grow into Qin Qimi, just around the corner!

After looking at the height, Grandma Qin pulled Congee Congee and sat back on the sofa again, and said worriedly: "Congee Congee, where have you been?" Why did you come back so late, your second uncle and they would have come back a long time ago. ”

Hearing this question, Congee Congee turned his head to look at Ye Lingfeng.

Ye Lingfeng said skillfully: "I took Congee Congee to play, Congee Congee was tired before, so I took her to relax." ”

"Yes." Porridge nodded his little head and cooperated, "I'm going to earn money." ”

Merit is also money, and it is not wrong to say that it is to make money.

Grandma Qin listened to it and looked disapproving, "When can't you play, the porridge is just tired, you should take a good rest and see if the porridge is tired." ”

As she spoke, she looked at the porridge, her eyes full of distress.

If she knew that Congee Congee was not going to play, but to go on a mission, I was afraid that Grandma Qin would raise a knife to cut him.

Thinking of this, Ye Lingfeng swallowed his saliva.

No, this matter still has to be hidden.

But he can hide it from Grandma Qin, but he can't hide it from Grandpa Qin.

He thought about it for a moment, and he knew what was going on.

Looking at Congee Congling, he sighed in his heart, forget it, this is also what Congee Congee should do, they can't stop it, as long as she comes back safely.

When Porridge came back, Grandma Qin hurriedly beckoned the aunt at home to get a big table of dishes, and called her son and daughter-in-law to tell her about it.

In the evening, everyone rushed back.

The gourd baby of the Qin family was also out of school, and the moment she saw the porridge, she was stunned.

Congee Congee hugged the fruit plate, turned his head to look at them, and tilted his little head, what's wrong with the brothers, how do you feel as if you don't know her.

"Porridge porridge!" Qin Bei was the first to react, rushed over like a small cannonball, and hugged her.

Seeing this, Congee Congee quickly took the fruit plate away.

Holding the fruit plate in one hand and holding him in the other, he said softly: "Sixth brother." ”

"Woo porridge porridge." Qin Bei looked at her, he was so excited that he cried, and his voice was a little choked, "Grandma said, Uncle sold you, how did you come back, did you sneak back?" ”

Hearing this, Congee Congee looked at Grandma Qin blankly.

Qin Yan also silently looked at his own mother who slandered him.

Seeing this, Grandma Qin's old face turned red, coughed lightly, and muttered, "Who asked me to ask him where you went, and he didn't say anything." ”

The little granddaughter didn't come back for more than a month, but she couldn't let her think nonsense, she even thought about whether the porridge was also sick and something happened, and later saw that Qin Yan's face didn't have too much sadness, which dispelled this suspicion.

She was in a hurry, didn't she just want to use nonsense to force him to tell the truth.

It turned out to be useless at all.

Congee Congee hugged Qin Bei and comforted: "No, sixth brother, my father didn't sell me, I went out to play with my father." ”

Qin Bei: "Oh. ”

Porridge porridge: "? "How does this sound a little disappointing?