Killer whale sister is three and a half years old

Mr. Qin's study room is on the first floor. It is very large and decorated in a simple and simple way. When you first step in, you will think that you are in the study room of an ancient aristocratic family.

But Qin Yingying didn't understand these things at all, and only felt that the arrangement here was completely different from that of the breeder's father's house, which was very novel.

Being hugged by the old man, she looked left and right, but she didn't have the intention of eagerly going down to play.

Mr. Qin narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "Why don't you go down and have a look?"

Qin Yingying pursed her lips, her voice was soft and waxy.

"I'm waiting for grandpa to agree."

Mr. Qin was surprised: "Wait for my consent?"

Qin Yingying nodded: "This is Grandpa's house, so naturally I have to wait for Grandpa's consent before I can look around and play around."

Mr. Qin: "..."

This kid is really sensible and makes people feel distressed.

But why does the information say that it was abandoned by the sea?
Such a well-behaved and lovely child, who is willing to abandon him?

Mr. Qin squatted down, put Xiao Yingying on the ground, and looked at the little milk ball with his eyes.

"From now on, this will be Xiaoying's home. No one's consent is needed. Xiaoying can go to play wherever she wants, just like at your father's side. You don't have to be restrained."

Qin Yingying nodded cheerfully: "I got it, thank you Grandpa!"

Mr. Qin rarely opened the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Xiao Yingying, see what you like, look more, go around more, take what you like."

Qin Yingying said in a milky voice, "I like grandpa, can I take grandpa?"

Mr. Qin: "..."

This little cutie is really a cute little heart!

"The little yingying lives here, and I can see grandpa every day."

Qin Yingying frowned, and Mr. Qin looked amused.

"Why, Xiaoyingying lied to grandpa just now?"

Qin Yingying immediately vetoed: "No! Yingying never lies, lying is not a good boy."

Yo!
The little milk's voice became very anxious, which shows that she really dislikes lying.

The three views are too upright, it really is their Qin family.

"Then why are you frowning and hesitating?"

Qin Yingying quickly explained: "I came here with my father and brother Licheng, they didn't agree, as a child I can't make my own decisions."

Mr. Qin couldn't help laughing: "You still know idioms."

Qin Yingying chuckled: "I know... just a few."

She stretched out her hand and compared three.

Looking at the chubby little hands, Mr. Qin couldn't help holding her little hand and leading her to the desk.

There are many good things here. He really likes this little milk dumpling. Unlike the previous rewards for the seven grandchildren, the little girl should be pampered since childhood and give her the best in the world.

Carrying the little milk dumpling to sit on the teacher's chair, Mr. Qin stood aside and pointed to the four treasures of the study on the table, as well as various car keys and house keys, all of which were deliberately pasted with very cute cartoon characters, and even some he had Rare jewelry necklaces and more at the ready.

"Let's see what you like."

The shiny jewels and jades really caught Qin Yingying's attention in the first place, Mr. Qin thought to himself, as expected, little girls like shiny things.

He didn't prepare in vain, hoping that Xiaoyingying would take them all away.

As a result, Xiao Yingying looked away after two glances, and started to look at other things.

Look at the house keys with cartoon characters on them, blink, and stop looking.

Then he looked at the car key with a picture of a cute kitten and animal on it. His eyes were curious, but he didn't have much interest, so he turned away again.

Instead of groping casually with his hands, he observed carefully first, as if he finally couldn't bear it and started to ask questions.

"Grandpa, what is this?"

That is a square inkstone, it is a Duan inkstone.

Duan inkstone is of excellent quality, delicate and moist when writing, and it is smooth and does not leave ink, and does not reject ink.

It has a history of more than 300 years in historical calligraphy and painting, and is the favorite of Mr. Qin.

"This is a Duan inkstone. After grinding the ink, use a brush to dip it in ink for calligraphy, painting and writing."

Qin Yingying's eyes lit up when he saw water beside him.

"Grandpa, do you want to pour water into it?"

Mr. Qin nodded: "Just use this small kettle to pour in clean water."

I didn't expect Xiaoyingying to like this, Mr. Qin liked the little milk dumpling even more.

He couldn't help but leaned over and hugged the little milk dumpling into his arms.

"Grandpa taught you."

Sitting in the old man's arms obediently, Qin Yingying watched as old man Qin poured water, grinded ink, then dipped a brush into the ink, and picked up the brush to write with great strength and coherence.

Qin Yingying is very generous.

"Wow! Grandpa is great! Grandpa is amazing!"

Mr. Qin looked at the little milk dumpling who was blowing rainbow farts with some amusement.

"How does Xiaoyingying know that grandpa can write well? Xiaoyingying can also write?"

Qin Yingying honestly shook his head: "No, but Grandpa looks very proficient in his movements, as if he has practiced thousands of times, he must write super well."

"Little sycophant!" Mr. Qin couldn't help but nod the nose of the little milk ball: "Come on, grandpa will teach you how to write."

Qin Yingying practiced it again, and her limp handwriting was horrible.

Mr. Qin thinks this is normal, after all, he has never been in contact with it, and he is only three and a half years old.

As long as you like it, after all, interest is the best teacher.

But when practicing again, Mr. Qin found that Naituan's attention was not on practicing calligraphy, but staring at the water next to him.

Look at the water, and then at the inkstone.

His eyes flicked back and forth between these two objects, and a pair of round and big grape eyes were full of joy.

Is this just like inkstone and water?

"Xiao Yingying likes water and inkstones?"

Qin Yingying smiled: "I like water."

Mr. Qin became even more curious: "Why?"

Qin Yingying wanted to say that because she is a fat tiger, she naturally likes water.

But a voice deep in her heart reminded her not to mention it to humans.

She bit her lip and tilted her head to think for a while, then smiled.

"Because water gathers less and becomes more, it becomes a brook. If there are more streams, it can gather into rivers, lakes and seas. I like the sea the most."

Mr. Qin was even more surprised: "Why?"

Qin Yingying said "Because the sea is my home" when he said it, it turned into "Because the sea is open to all rivers!"

Qin Yingying was dumbfounded.

Mr. Qin was stunned.

Qin Yingying wondered why the words that came to his lips suddenly changed.

Mr. Qin was shocked by the words of the little Naituan. The three-and-a-half-year-old Naituan actually knew that everything was inclusive.

Even if it was just talking nonsense, Mr. Qin was deeply shocked.

Then I couldn't help but think, how could someone abandon such a cute, upright and eloquent little milk ball that penetrates into people's hearts, it is simply unreasonable.

Afterwards, he couldn't help but be thankful that the Qin family was lucky enough to bring this little milk group home.

When Mr. Qin was feeling emotional, Qin Yixing pushed open the door of the study.

"Dad, hey, it's time for dinner."

Qin Yingying's eyes brightened instantly: "Understood, I'll be right there."

By the way, he grabbed the Duanyan inkstone and the small kettle, and looked at Mr. Qin.

"Grandpa, can I take these two?"

Qin Yixing's face changed, and he quickly reminded: "Xiaoying..."

"Of course, but you have to wait for Grandpa to clean up the inkstone first."

Qin Yixing: "..."