Ouyang Fu was so drunk that his face was red and his neck was red, and he seemed to be swaying everywhere he looked.

He stretched out a finger and pointed to the painting on the wall, and his finger swayed: "The little painter is, the little painter who painted this picture!" Dad, you haven't been drinking much bar? Are you drunk? ”

Mr. Ou frowned, his expression was extremely disgusted, this little son has a really bad amount of alcohol!

Fortunately, he warned his sons in advance, and waited until the Ye family left, and then let them drink enough, otherwise if he played drunk in front of the Ye family, the entire Ou family would have to pay for it.

Mr. Ou pushed his youngest son's face to the side, "Stay away from me, don't touch me." ”

"Dad, why do you still dislike me? I'm your dear little son! ”

Ouyang Fu stuck to it again, and the alcohol made him more talkative and bold: "I finally asked the little painter to paint such a picture for you, and Ye Rongyuan's kid hung up on me several times!" Almost didn't put me on the blacklist! ”

Mr. Ou wanted to call the maid to pull his youngest son away, but when he heard him say this, he suddenly stopped, "Ye Rongyuan? The Ye family is three less? You are looking for a little painter, why does it have anything to do with Ye Sanshao? This little painter, is it someone Ye Sanshao knows? ”

"Don't just know! Blood is thicker than water! Ouyang Fu seemed to have thought of something, and laughed out loud: "The little painter is so cute!" Water and smart, fleshy and fleshy, if it weren't for Ye Rongyuan guarding against me like a thief, I would definitely take the little painter away! ”

As soon as his voice fell, Mr. Ou was stunned for a few seconds as if he had been struck by lightning.

Wait, is it possible, the little painter in the mouth of the youngest son is the cute little milk baby of the Ye family?

Impossible!

The little milk baby is only three years old, and whether he can hold the paintbrush firmly is a question!

Ouyang Fu held his head high and admired the painting with satisfaction, "The little painter is too good!" It's my god! Dad, you said yes, right? ”

Mr. Ou asked him: "Is the little painter An An?" ”

Ouyang Fu's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at his father with a shocked expression: "Dad, how do you know?" It's a secret! Ye Rongyuan didn't let me say it, I didn't say anything! ”

Mr. Ou gasped.

It's really a little milk baby!

W-How can this be...... How can it be!

The little milk baby turned out to be the one who painted this picture!

Mr. Ou looked at the painting again.

No wonder, no wonder he felt that the pen was a little immature, but the completion was perfect!

It turned out to be a painting drawn by the little milk baby herself!

Thinking of it, the little milk baby also gave him a dairy farm worth 11 million......

Mr. Ou's feet suddenly softened, he was a little unsteady on his feet, and he stumbled a little.

This 11 million, which was obviously the money his youngest son used to buy the painting, went around and went into his pocket again.

Not to mention that all the profits of the dairy farm in the future belong to Mr. Ou Lao, and the value of this painting is far more than 11 million.

With such a heavy gift, how can their Ou family repay this love?

Mr. Ou finally didn't stand still, and sat down on the sofa with a sad face: "How can this be returned!" ”

Ouyang Fu also sat down on the sofa and burped: "Dad, you said, I recognize the little painter as my goddaughter, will the Ye family and the Qin family agree?" ”

Thinking about having such a lovely daughter, Ouyang Fu couldn't stop smirking.

Mr. Ou glared at him: "Where is your turn?" You don't look in the mirror either! ”

If you want to climb relatives to recognize the relationship, you have to be him to recognize it!