Chu Yanlin suddenly came back to his soul, and hurriedly pressed the heart that was sprouted by the little milk ball.

He coughed pretending to be calm, trying to get the little to pay attention, but failed.

The little milk dumpling was still looking intently at the painting on the wall.

Chu Yanlin coughed harder, but still failed to attract the attention of the little milk dumpling.

He was a little annoyed, glancing half-complainingly at the painting on the wall, even though it was his.

Originally, he planned to wait for the little milk dumpling to look at him, so that he could naturally talk to the little milk dumpling, but he didn't expect the plan to fail.

Chu Yanlin stood in place, after a long while, as if he had finally brewed his emotions, and slowly spoke: "Do you like this painting very much?" ”

Qin Suian's round eyes blinked lightly twice, she turned her little head, looked left and right.

Grandma was standing to her right, and Aunt Luxi was also on her right, and to her left, I don't know when a neatly dressed young uncle came.

The question just now seemed to be said by the young uncle, but the young uncle was staring at the painting again, not knowing who he was asking.

Qin Suian tilted his little head in confusion.

Was the young uncle asking her?

Chu Yanlin's hand hanging at his side trembled nervously.

For the first time, he took the initiative to ask others if they liked his paintings, and that person was still a little milk dumpling who looked like he was three years old.

His eyes fell on the painting on the wall, but he kept watching the reaction of the little milk dumpling.

After waiting for a few seconds, the little milk dumpling did not answer.

Didn't you hear what he said?

Chu Yanlin couldn't help but look down at the little milk dumpling, and asked again: "Do you like this painting very much?" ”

Only then did Qin Suian determine that the young uncle was asking himself.

She immediately nodded her little head, and said softly and sweetly: "I like it~ This painting is very beautiful!" ”

The painting she was admiring at this time was a beautiful and magnificent painting of mountains and waterfalls.

Chu Yanlin took a look at this painting, and then looked at the little milk dumplings, and always felt that this painting didn't match the little milk dumplings, why did the little milk dumplings buy this painting?

He couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked, "With so many paintings, why did you buy this painting?" ”

"Huh?" Qin Suian blinked blankly and looked at the paintings on the wall.

Immediately afterwards, she shook her little head and corrected seriously: "Uncle, An An didn't buy this painting, An An bought another one!" ”

"Another?" Chu Yanlin was stunned for a second, and then became more and more curious, "Then which painting did you buy?" ”

He was in a hurry just now, and he forgot to take a look at which one the little milk dumpling bought first, so he hurriedly came to ask the reason why the little milk dumpling bought the painting.

Qin Suian stretched out her little hand and pointed to a painting hanging on the wall next to her, she bent her round eyes, "An An bought that painting~"

Chu Yanlin looked at the cute little hand.

It is a painting that symbolizes the "spring equinox", where everything that has been sleeping for a long time slowly wakes up, the sun is rising, and it seems that all hopes will come true.

In the painting, it seems that every stroke contains beautiful hope.

Chu Yanlin looked at this painting, and suddenly, it seemed that he had returned to the state of mind when he painted this painting.

He was stunned for a long time before moving his lips and asked Xiao Ni Tuanzi, "Of all the paintings, do you like this one the most?" ”

"Uh-huh! An An likes this painting the most! Qin Suian nodded his little head vigorously, and his eyes were full of bright brilliance.

She was so happy just looking at the painting that it seemed to tell her that her mother would soon wake up.

Qin Sui'an happily bent her round eyes, raised her little face, and saw the young uncle's stunned expression, she asked puzzledly, "Uncle, do you want to buy this painting too?" But An An had already bought it first, and An An liked this painting very much. ”

She heard Aunt Luxi tell her grandmother that the paintings here can only be sold to one person, not to many people.

And this painting is what she wants to buy the most, and she is reluctant to give this painting to others.

Chu Yanlin was in slow motion, his gaze slowly moved from the painting to the little milk dumpling, and he shook his head, "I don't buy it." ”

Qin Suian immediately breathed a sigh of relief and patted his little belly, "That's great!" ”

She didn't have to "grab" a painting from this young uncle!

Chu Yanlin looked at her small movements, his heart softened, and the expression on his face unconsciously had a faint smile that even he hadn't noticed.

He pretended not to figure it out, and asked Xiaoni Tuanzi: "Aren't the other paintings beautiful?" ”

"It's all good-looking." Qin Suian praised seriously, "The paintings here are all very good~"

"Then why don't you buy other paintings? Just want to buy this painting? Chu Yanlin paused, and without waiting for her answer, she added, "Is it because you don't have enough money?" ”

This painting is not the best and most perfect one here, after all, the price is low, he knows it in his heart.

But he was more curious about what the little milk dumpling thought.

"An An is rich!" Qin Suian Ke didn't allow others to say that she had no money, "An An has participated in a lot of competitions and won a lot of bonuses, An An has enough money!" ”

Besides, and her grandmother! Grandma said that she can buy whichever one she wants, and grandma is richer than An An!

Something vaguely flashed in Chu Yanlin's mind, but it disappeared so quickly that he didn't have time to catch it.

He shook off that doubt, and then asked Xiao Ni Tuanzi: "Then why did you only buy this painting?" ”

Qin Suian looked at the young uncle.

Why does the young uncle have to know why?

As if in hindsight, the little milk dumpling was defensive, moved her small steps, and leaned towards her grandmother, "Grandma......"

Old Madam Qin gently held the hand of her little granddaughter, rubbed her little head soothingly, and explained patiently and softly: "An An, he is Chu Yanlin, and the painting you bought was painted by him." ”

When Mrs. Qin saw Chu Yanlin approaching them, she wanted to step forward to stop him, but she thought that he was the "master" of this art exhibition, and the painting that her little granddaughter bought was also his, and-

Old Madam Qin also wanted to know why he had to follow them all the time.

For all kinds of factors, she didn't stop Chu Yanlin from stepping forward, nor did she stop him from asking all kinds of questions about the little milk group.

Qin Suian blinked his round eyes in confusion.

What a familiar name!