Lin Ming looked at Qibao Lin Hua, who was walking at the end and still hanging beside him.
Originally, the seven little ones picked out snacks from a cart, but each little one didn't have much when they spread them out evenly.
But in front of me.
Qibao's youngest sister, Lin Huan, was carrying a big bag filled with various snacks.
He said that all he wanted was lollipops and other snacks he could give to his six brothers and sisters.
Now it seems that the little guy's words cannot be believed.
Lin Ming looked at Yaomei and smiled: "Yaomei, didn't you say you only wanted lollipops? Why do you have so many things in your pocket?"
An expression of grievance immediately appeared on Yaomei's little face.
Yaomei: "Because, there are a lot of snacks inside, which I prepare for my brothers and sisters."
Hearing what the little guy said, Lin Ming couldn't help but be stunned. He took the snack bag from Yaomei's hand, then looked at Yaomei and asked:
"Yomei, can you tell dad that you can't eat so much yourself, so why do you want to give so much to your brothers and sisters? You can't carry it."
"Because there is daddy."
Yaomei's little fingers kept touching each other, with a smile on her little face: "Brothers and sisters like to eat snacks, so Yaomei's can be shared with them."
Hearing this, Lin Ming's lips couldn't help but curl up.
This was the answer he wanted to hear most.
After returning home with his seven cubs, Lin Ming started cooking.
lunch.
Big chicken drumstick rice bowl, seven little guys, each one has a portion.
After lunch, Lin Ming let the seven little ones take a nap, and then he started carving again.
When he has nothing to do, Lin Ming will carve favorite toys for his seven little ones at home.
Nowadays, Lin Ming's carving skills have already reached the peak of the master level. Many people came to ask him to carve, but they were all rejected by Lin Ming.
As a master sculptor, he specializes in serving the seven little cubs.
It's afternoon.
The seven little guys walked out, rubbing their sleepy eyes. When they saw the exquisite toy puppets placed on the table, their eyes lit up one after another.
"Wow……"
"These puppets are so cute."
"This is my favorite little meatball."
"Here, here, there is also the little Doraemon."
"Daddy must have made it for us again. We love it so much."
"Daddy, I love you so much."
"Hehe, this is Yaomei's favorite kitty toy."
Lin Ming listened to the commotion and walked out. Looking at the seven extremely happy little guys in front of him, a smile appeared on his face.
"Little guys, do you like it?" Lin Ming came over and touched the little baby's head next to him.
"Yeah, I like it very much."
"Thank you daddy."
"Thank you daddy."
…
Not long after.
The first guest was welcomed into the home, Zhou Qian.
"Young Master Lin, why did you call me here?" Zhou Qian walked into the room and asked straight to the point in her first sentence. From her tone, she seemed to be in a hurry.
"Wang Xu hasn't arrived yet. We'll talk about it later when he comes."
Lin Ming looked at Zhou Qian, smiled slightly, and said: "I know you are very busy, but this matter is related to your family, so it can be said to be of great importance, so, beautiful Zhou Qian, please be patient.
Just wait."
When Zhou Qian heard this, before she had time to respond, a series of small shouts came from behind Lin Ming.
"Godmother."
"Godmother is here."
"Godmother, sit down quickly. You must be tired from the journey."
"Godmother, you haven't come to see us for a long time."
The seven little guys, like hurricanes, rushed out from behind Lin Ming, then ran to Zhou Qian's side, surrounding Zhou Qian.
"Didn't Godmother come to see you?"
Zhou Qian smiled, picked up Sanbao Linwei, who was rushing at the front, and stretched out her hand to scratch the little guy's delicate jade-like nose.
"Godmother, I miss you so much."
Sanbao Linwei sat in Zhou Qian's arms and spoke with a smile, his mouth was particularly sweet.
When this kid was at home, he was afraid of no one except Lin Ming, his father. He always looked domineering and cool.
But in front of Zhou Qian, she is a good baby.
Just because Zhou Qian loves this brat like him the most.
"My godmother has been too busy recently, so she doesn't have time to come and see you."
Zhou Qian looked at the seven little ones, with a doting look in her eyes, and continued: "What gifts do you want, my godmother will bring them to you next time she comes over, okay?"
"Godmother, we don't want gifts, as long as you visit us often."
"Yes, yes."
"Babies love their godmother the most."
"Hehe, godmother has become beautiful again."
The seven little guys opened their mouths each, and they were very cute. Each of their little mouths looked like they were covered with honey, which was particularly attractive.
Lin Ming looked at the woman in front of him and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
More than three years have passed, and Zhou Qian has always been single and has never thought about dating a boyfriend.
In fact, Lin Ming had never seen her having any non-official interactions with strange men.
In a few years, we will be approaching our thirties.
When a woman reaches this age, she will age rapidly.
Especially for women who work hard, this speed will increase.
This is why there is a saying in society: a man at thirty is a treasure, and a woman at thirty is nothing.
Lin Ming looked at Zhou Qian who was having a great time playing with the seven little guys, and did not bother him. He was only worried about how the other party was doing, and could only say a few words.
Now, besides small things, he is focused on his business empire.
As for everything else, he put it behind.
Not long after, Wang Xu also arrived.
After the seven little guys saw it, they immediately became happier.
"My godfather is here too."
"Hey, I'm so happy today. Not only did my godmother come to see us, but my godfather Wang Xu also came."
"So happy."
"Godmother, godfather, you guys play with us, okay?"
Seven little guys surrounded Zhou Qian and Wang Xu, holding their big hands with their small hands, and began to beg.
Lin Ming smiled when he saw this and spoke: "Little darlings, your godfather, godmother and daddy have something to discuss, so you can go and play by yourself."
"Okay."
"What a pity."
"Then godmother, godfather, you must remember to come and play with us next time."
"Yes, yes, we all miss you so much."
"My godfather doesn't come to see us very often. Does it mean he doesn't like us anymore?"