Chapter 3: Past Life Statement Has No Plot.

Her earliest memory of her previous life was when she was six or seven years old when she started elementary school.

Since the age of four or five, his father Qiu Jingrong started a decoration company from scratch from a small contract foreman, and his mother Fang Lan worked as a foreman in a supermarket. I have been doing it for more than 20 years. The life of a family of three gradually improved, and they moved into the city, not very wealthy, but they also did not have to worry about food and clothing.

Qiu Yun climbed onto the sofa and flipped through the calendar. It was not long after their third birthday, and the day when their family made a fortune was still far away. The lost little body sank into the couch, and she couldn't sit still.

According to the course of her previous life, it should be feasible if Dad's company was established more than a year in advance, but the question is, how can she say a proposal that her parents approve of at the age of three?

Qiu Yun absentmindedly piled up the building blocks, the building blocks were about which neighbor's child eliminated them, there were a lot of them, but they were obviously not a set, most of them were a little old, there were mottled scratches on them, and some of them had even been broken and broken.

"Yun'er, Dad is back!"

Qiu Yun's hands trembled, and the tall building blocks instantly turned into a mess.

"Daddy~"

Before the body could react, the mouth had already sweetly aroused Dad. Qiu Jingrong walked in lovingly, twenty-eight or nineteen years old, dressed in a plain, simple T-shirt and whitened old jeans.

"Yun'er, come to Daddy for a hug!"

Qiu Yun said that it was so awkward! In the past, she couldn't help it, but now she is three years old, and her thirty-year-old aunt still needs her father to hug her, which is really embarrassing and embarrassing.

"Kiss~ Did Yun'er miss her father and listen to her mother at home?"

Qiu Yun was so embarrassed that she couldn't help herself, but she still had to pretend to be the reaction of a three-year-old child, so she didn't want to be too tired.

"I miss my father~ I also listen to my mother. Yun'er doesn't play tricks on Brother Huzi anymore, does Dad miss Yun'er and Mom? Did you bring a gift for your mother? ”

Qiu Jingrong was also stunned, is my daughter a prodigy? Since childhood, he doesn't like to cry, he talks early and walks early. A few days ago, when he left, he could only jump a few words and sentences, but just now he said five or six sentences completely. Without a pause, he blurted out without thinking.

After all, it is also the first time to raise a child, but it is just that children grow up fast. It was soon replaced by the joy of her daughter's amazing growth.

"Of course Dad misses Yun'er and Mommy! This is a gift, Yun'er's little skirt~ Do you like it? ”

"Like~"

The pink little gauze skirt made Qiu Yun speechless. In fact, Qiu Yun has become accustomed to her father's girlish heart, and has aspired to be a lady for her since she was a child, but Qiu Yun is not only longer and more biased, but her preferences are also unique, anyway, it is very different from Qiu Jingrong's ladylike ambitions.

Qiu Jingrong was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of his daughter becoming a little princess and a little lady, if it weren't for the family conditions, he would definitely buy back all the princess dresses in the nursery workshop.

Thinking of his embarrassing family situation, Qiu Jingrong couldn't help but feel lost. Looking at his young daughter, and then at his wife, who was busy working in the fields in the prime of her youth, the burden on his shoulders became heavier and heavier.

Qiu Yun noticed Qiu Jingrong's depression, and there was something wrong in her heart. Thinking that she was taken care of by her father and mother for more than 20 years, once reborn, I don't know how sad they were in the previous life, and she spent three years in this life with great pampering, do you still have to enjoy it so selfishly?

She heard her parents whispering and chattering in the kitchen, and as if she had made up her mind, she continued to fiddle with the bricks on the floor.

"Yun'er, it's time to eat. Daddy takes you to wash your hands. ”

"Okay~ Dad, look, the house built by Yun'er." Actually, I can't see the shape of the house at all, just a cuboid body and a triangular top.

"Yun'er is so good~"

"Does Dad also know how to build a house?"

"Of course, Dad builds a big house, and Yun'er builds a small house."

"Then, will Dad's big house be dressed up beautifully and let Yun'er live in it?"

"Dressed?"

"Hmmm! Yun'er wants a beautiful house to sleep in, like a princess's castle. Mom and Dad's room should be painted with beautiful flowers and grass on the wall, and when the grandparents are old, they should put a big low wooden bed in their room, and spread a soft blanket on the ground, so that it will not hurt if you fall. ”