"Hmph, the stories told by my grandmother are not good, and they are not as good as those told by my father. The little one pouted.

"Then grandma will change it for you" Lin Qiuyan was defeated by her granddaughter, and she talked about more than a dozen, but none of them satisfied her.

"Then I'm going to listen to the turtle race"

"Turtle race? Grandma won't."

"Won't grandma, then Sissi tell grandma to listen, grandma will be obedient in the future" After speaking, she was like a sensible child, which made people cry and laugh.

The little one began to speak slowly.

"One day, the rabbit and the tortoise were running in a race, and the rabbit laughed at the tortoise for climbing slowly, and the tortoise said that one day he would win ......"

After listening to the turtle race, Lin Qiuyan also felt that the stories she told were not good, but such a good intriguing fable story Qian Qian had never heard before?

"Little granddaughter, tell grandma, who told you this story?"

"It's Baba, every day when I take a bath, Baba tells me stories, I still have ...... There are many, many more" and counted the fingers, but I didn't know how many after counting.

"Sissi, can you tell grandma another one later" Lin Qiuyan felt embarrassed after speaking, and asked a child for a story.

"Okay, then tell grandma one more, just one, no more"

The little guy still has a good memory, and told Lin Qiuyan a little story of "Ugly Duckling".

It's all my son's words? It's amazing, my son actually knows so much, why didn't he find out before, Lin Qiuyan sighed in her heart.

Lin Qiuyan, who had been thinking about it for a long time, finally couldn't help but ask Qianqian's mother, "Xiqian, tell grandma, where did your mother go?"

"Ma Ma, Ma Ma went to make money, Ma Ma said, if you don't work anymore, you won't have money to buy milk powder for Sissi"

"Then Sissi, do you have any pictures of your mother? Grandma hasn't seen it yet."

"Yes, in the letter, oh, well, Sissi wants to be numb" said two small fists and rubbed her eyes, almost crying.

"There is only a mother in the world

The child with a mother is like a treasure, "The little guy misses his mother and sings this song again."

Lin Qiuyan was a little at a loss, listening to this song, she hadn't heard it before, it was not bad, she learned that her son taught her granddaughter last night, and suddenly two lines of tears flowed.

The little guy took advantage of Lingyun's bath time and secretly took his mobile phone and went to his mother's letter.

An Qing was busy dealing with the new song, and the mobile phone rang, it was a letter micro call, and the note was Lingyun.

It can't be that something happened to Sissi, so I panicked and immediately pressed answer.

"Hey, Mama, guess who I am" came from Xiao Xiqian's voice

An Qing's heart immediately calmed down, it was good that nothing happened, and she pretended not to know, "Well, who are you, little friend, where is my little Sissi?"

"Hmph, Ma Ma, it's so stupid, it's me, I'm your cute little Sissi" said with a proud face.

Lin Qiuyan listened to the conversation between the two mothers and daughters...... A little speechless, picked up Sissi and pointed to the camera, the little guy kind of understood what grandma meant, and wanted to see his mother.

"Ma Ma, I miss you, is our video good, the baby won't get it"

An Qing is a little guilty, she has been too busy to see her recently, and she usually just chats on the phone in a hurry.

After a while, the camera on Xinwei's side was turned on, and An Qing could be clearly seen, dressed in red, with the appearance of a small jasper, which was really beautiful.

An Qing also saw her daughter, but she also saw Lin Qiuyan, a very beautiful young woman, holding her daughter, thinking in her heart, this Lingyun would not be ...... , this bastard can't take his daughter well, and he is annoyed in his heart.

At this time, Lin Qiuyan came to her senses, "Hello daughter-in-law" and smiled at her, she recognized that Qianqian's mother was the star An Qing, and the entertainment industry itself was still a little concerned.

"Ah, what's the situation, daughter-in-law, who is your name? Could it be me?" An Qing was stunned.

"Ma Ma, this is grandma, it's Ma Ma of Poop"

"What? Auntie, hello, I, my name is An Qing" An Qing was a little nervous, her face was extremely embarrassed, and she slurred.

"Hehe, don't see outside, it's all a family, just call me mom"

What do you call your mother, I haven't married your son yet, but I didn't say it, just smiled awkwardly.

"Are you really Lingyun's mother, biological, why are you so young," An Qing suddenly asked.

"Well, it's biological, it's not young, it's all four."

"yes, but I can't see it at all."

"Grandma, grandma, let me talk to Mama" The little guy pouted, if he let them talk any longer, when would he go.

"Okay, then let's listen to what Qian Qian has to say," Lin Qiuyan touched her head and said.

"Mama, I'm going to sing you a song, you have to listen to it"

"Yo, my little baby can sing, what song are you going to sing?"

"Hmph, Ma Ma hasn't heard of it, this is what Baba taught me," he said and cleared his throat

"There is only a mother in the world

Having a mom is like a baby."

“......”

After listening quietly, An Qing was already in tears.

"Baby, I'm sorry," An Qing said

"Mama, be good, don't cry, okay" The little guy comforted with a milky voice.

Lin Qiuyan's eyes were also a little ruddy, and the second time she heard it, it was not as strong as An Qing's performance.

After taking a shower, Ling Yun heard movement in the living room and walked over, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Lin Qiuyan wiped her tears.

"Baba, Ma Ma is crying, what should I do" the little guy said coquettishly to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun looked at An Qing on Xinwei's side, this woman was still the same strong, "It's okay, I'll talk to her"

"Hey, is An Qing trying to ask me about this song?"

"Hmm?" An Qing was stunned, how did he know that I wanted to ask?

Before she could speak again, Ling Yun said again, "I know what you've been bothering lately, I can write a song for you as the title song, but you have to promise me one condition."

"You can write songs, don't comfort me, you don't have to worry about my affairs" An Qing felt that this man was comforting her.

"Will it be, you'll know later, whether you agree to one condition or not?"

"Okay" An Qing also felt that one condition was nothing, so she should see what tricks this Lingyun played.

After getting An Qing's confirmed answer, Ling Yun got up and walked into the study.

"Ma Ma, Baba is amazing, you can't go back on the conditions you promised."

This hasn't come to fruition yet, this daughter began to sell herself, and sure enough, she can't be around when she's not around.

"Oh, that Sissi baby, what's so great about Dad," An Qing asked the ghost.

"Well, I'm going to count, Baba can cook, tell stories, sing, play the piano, drive, clean......" the little guy counted one by one.

An Qing and Lin Qiuyan............

The door of the study opened, and Ling Yun was holding a sheet of music in his hand, the name of the song "Dream Chaser".

Because the mobile phone was requisitioned by Sissi, to upload this score can only be carried by hand, logged in to the web page WeChat, took a few scores with the hand-held camera, and then clicked on An Qing's chat page to upload it to her.

After getting all this done, Ling Yun said to An Qing over there, "The music score has been passed to you, I guess you will be busy too"

An Qing was stunned for a moment, so fast?

"Sissi, say goodbye to your mother, it's late, it's time to go to bed"

"That Ma Ma, bye-bye" The little guy reluctantly waved his hand at An Qing in the video.

"Mom, you can also take a bath and sleep, you're tired of riding" Ling Yun cared.

"Well, I'm a little tired, Xiao Yun'er, granddaughter, good night" After saying that, he went back to the room.

"Good night, grandma," the little one responded

After An Qing pressed the letter micro video, she checked the photo sent by Ling Yun, and the more she looked at her face, the more surprised she became, this guy actually wrote a song so good, my obedient, for this song, I promised him ten conditions, this song is very much in line with his own title song standards, it can be said to be tailor-made for himself.

It's great, with this song, I can definitely turn over this time, go to the company's recording studio tomorrow to record it, and then register the copyright, hum, his is mine.