The reason why Li Xinglan would think like this is that he must feel that he is under the fence, so he should help with his work.
He is very much in love with this child with a delicate heart.
Qin Shiyu reached out and touched his head and said solemnly, "if you help me with your work, you really helped me, but I'm not happy."
Smell speech, Li Xinglan suddenly open big eyes, look up at Qin Shiyu with consternation, "Why are you not happy?"
Qin Shiyu said, "because you are not happy."
Li Xinglan "ah", a little do not understand the meaning of Qin Shiyu.
Qin Shiyu said again, "you are your uncle's little baby. He likes you so much and asks me to take care of you. If you are not happy here, how can I be happy?"
Li Xinglan didn't seem to understand. She blinked her eyes, full of doubts.
"So let's stop working and go out and play! Walking Qin Shiyu suddenly laughed, reached out and threw the mop out of Li Xinglan's hand and threw it on the ground, pulling his hand out.
Li Xinglan did not understand what happened, and did not know what they were going to do, but followed Qin Shiyu to the door.
"Look, this one." Qin Shiyu pointed to a string of broken wind chimes in the corner of the wall, "shall we fix it and hang it up? In this way, it will jingle when the wind blows, which is particularly nice."
Before Li Xinglan had time to think about the meaning of those words that Qin Shiyu said to him, he was already attracted by the wind chimes.
The wind chimes were probably hung by the original householder, because they were hung outside, exposed to the wind and rain, and finally broke down after a long time.
Li Xinglan walked over, picked it up and swung it, and the wind chimes jingling and ringing.
He thought it was interesting, so he threw it again. As a result, a small string of wind chimes scattered in an instant.
Li Xinglan:
He looked at the wind chime in his hand, a little helpless, but Qin Shiyu laughed, "I'll tell you, this thing is too old to come, let's add other materials to make a new one."
Li Xinglan frowned and asked, "what are we going to do with it?"
Qin Shiyu said with a smile, "why don't you think about what you need?"
Li Xinglan shook his head and went to see the wind chime in his hand. After a while, he tentatively asked, "want a small bell?"
"Oh, that's great." Qin Shiyu clapped, "you think well. If you hang a small bell, it will be better."
Li Xinglan didn't speak. I don't know why. He always felt that Qin Shiyu was coaxing him as a child. Although he was indeed a child, although the feeling of being praised also made him vaguely happy, he still felt like he was very silly.
Qin Shiyu said, "it's a pity that we don't have small bells."
He looked around, and suddenly his eyes were bright. Suddenly he saw two big flower beds in front of the villa opposite. The roses in the flower beds were in full bloom, and they were very beautiful.
Qin Shiyu pointed to those roses, "see, we will use that to make wind chimes."
Li Xinglan took a look, a little uncertain, "flower?"
"Yes, flowers." Qin Shiyu was excited, "baby, do you think it's beautiful to pick those flowers back and string them to the wind chimes? When the wind blows, there will be fragrance. How wonderful. "
It's very reasonable. It seems to be quite good indeed.
As for whether the rose has its owner, Qin Shiyu has not considered it at all.