When they finished the bath, they wore clothes bought by Qin Pingjun, and Qin Yushi just finished the dishes. She brought out all the dishes.
The doorbell outside also happened to ring.
He should have come. Qin Pingjun stood up and was about to open the door. As for Qin Uncle and Aunt Qin, they were a bit uneasy because this is the object of Qin Yu's poems. Will they be ashamed? Ah, although it is said that they are wearing the best clothes they have worn in recent years, but they still don't have a bottom in their hearts, and they are afraid that the objects of Qin Yushi will despise them for coming from the countryside.
The door opened, Lu Guang was indeed outside, and he still has the appearance of a barrister, with several bags hanging on his body, a baby bottle in his pocket, and a child in his arms.
"How did you bring Primary Four?"
Qin Pingjun hurriedly let him in. Today the weather is not good at all. It doesn't matter if the adults are, but what if the child gets cold?
"She has to come, I can't help it."
Lu Guang shook the daughter in her arms, you don’t know her temperament, it’s an overbearing at home, and it’s a domineering one, but fortunately the other two let her, otherwise she takes her temperament, this Don't fight.
The two boys in the family have good temperament, that is, the child of Primary Four, just like a female domineering, can only be good in front of his family, but if he goes outside, it is simply terrible.
I don't know who this character was with?
It's not dad's going, the little girl is unwilling to live or die. After trying several times, he cried as soon as he left, and he had to cry his voice. How could he be willing to let his daughter cry like this? , The three of the family are boys, and there is only such a small cotton-padded jacket. He usually hurts like his own eyeballs, and even a few tears will not work, not to mention the heartbreaking shouting. Crying.
What should I do if I cry so badly, such a small child.
Lu Guang had no choice but to hug her daughter out. It was not just a hug, but she was well-behaved. She could be as good as she was, and she could hear her tender laugh along the way.
She was happy, but Lu Guang's dad was suffering.
It's like an escape, there are a lot of things hanging on the body, and whether this is a person or a Christmas tree.
Qin Yushi quickly hugged her little niece.
The little girl stretched out her little arm generously to let her uncle, Qin Pingfen often went with He Xiaofan, just to brush more presence in front of the little girl, but also to let these children remember They are familiar with one face, but they are really doing it right. These children are very close to them now, just like Lu Xiaosi.
She is very afraid of outsiders. Even if outsiders want to hug her, she is unwilling, or not at all, but also thanks to He Xiaofan almost brushing the sense of existence every day. Naturally, he has to take Qin Pingjun, if It was not convenient for Qin Pingjun to be alone, and it would be different if He Xiaofan was added. Besides, now they are all relatives. Of course, in the past of this time, they are all like relatives.
Otherwise, this little girl who admits to birth will not let others hug it.
Qin Pingjun hugged He Xiaosi, and the whole heart was a mess of softness. He now finally knows that even He Xiaofan, who was an orthodox person since childhood, saw Lu Xiaosi when he saw him. Like a laugh and a fool, not to mention him.
"By the way, you see I have forgotten," Qin Pingjun hugged the little girl and was reluctant to let go.
"My parents are here."
"Good uncle, good aunt."
Lu Guangzui's sweet initiative to say hello, with a smiling face, also feels harmless to humans and animals, of course, this is just his appearance, and really don't be fooled by his appearance, he is a big tail wolf at all Otherwise, how could it be impossible to distinguish Qin Yushi from the southeast to the northwest? This is how long it took. All four children were born.
Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin are both embarrassed and their eyes are glued to the child held by Qin Pingjun in his arms. Who is this child?
"Mom and dad, this is the daughter of poetry, that is the object of poetry," Qin Pingjun just wanted to make it easier for parents to understand, and now the object directly became a husband, and even the child was born.
"Children of poetry poetry?" Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin, if they were really, directly froze for most of the day.
What's the matter even with children?
Not just children.
Qin Pingjun handed the child to Aunt Qin. Aunt Qin didn't dare to hug it. Fortunately, this was after washing the water. Otherwise, she really didn't dare to hold such a clean child.
She hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but hugged the children. They are so old, they don't say anything now, but they just like the children.
And He Xiaosi was hugged by Aunt Qin, and he was quite face-saving, just sucking his little finger, and did not cry.
"This kid is really like a poetry kid."
Aunt Qin was afraid to move with her baby in her arms.
Uncle Qin also nodded, "It's like, really. Qin Yushi is what they looked at when they grew up. It's natural. What did Qin Yushi look like when he was a child? Can't they recognize it?
The children in their arms are fragrant and soft, and they are long and white and tender, and the clothes on them are new and beautiful. They are really cute, and they are reluctant to replay.
As soon as Qin Yushi came out, the little girl saw her mother at a glance, stretched out her small arms to let her hold, and her small mouth was flattened.
Qin Yushi quickly wiped his hand on the body, and took his daughter in her arms.
"How did you bring her?"
Qin Yushi coaxed her daughter, how did this little aunt and grandma follow?
"She's crying desperately, what can I do?" Lu Guang put the things that hung on him down, but his mother hung them on the body if they could or could not be used. Let him be like a holy tree, the milk powder and diapers of the bottle are all brought, and her little toys, even her small quilt and small pillows are brought, I am afraid that she will be outside It’s not a habit to sleep. In fact, Lu Guang really felt that it was unnecessary. They went back after a while.
"Dad, Mom, we have dinner first."
Qin Pingjun quickly let his parents sit down, just thinking about getting off the train, it was also tired and hungry. First, after eating and eating, and then taking a rest, other things, they will talk about tomorrow. Anxious for such a little time.
Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin still have a lot to ask, but in the end they both refrained.