Shen Qingci walked over with his calves and gave a tribute to him with a rule. However, this action was done by a child who was only four years old, which made people laugh a little.

Chen Dingshan laughed at first, and the other generals couldn't help laughing. Military officers were not like civil servants, they had to pay attention to everything and even wrote words. They were always direct and didn't have that much thought. They would just laugh and scold them. They were not as good as those who studied literature, and even their lives were unhappy.

Chen Dingshan nodded to them and asked them to go down first and discuss things later. Of course, don’t make fun of his little A Ning. What if he annoyed him?

"This little baby looks so beautiful," a bearded general couldn't help but hug Shen Qingci, and then pinched her little face. It hurts very much, but Shen Qingci cracked his mouth and smiled. The beautiful little dirty egg and the small ball with beautiful eyes were so touching that it was so heart-warming. They only now know why Chen Dingshan regarded this child more important than his own life. If any of them had such a little Run girl, wouldn't it be like this?

So now they always want to have such a little daughter, and they also have to be like Shen Qingci, who is good-looking and can be held by them, sit on their shoulders, and then softly shout "Dad".

Chen Dingshan hurriedly rescued Shen Qingci. What if he, the reckless man who didn't know the importance of the matter, hurt his little A Ning?

When he saw that his daughter had been pinched red, he really wanted to kick those people again.

"What's wrong? Do you miss Daddy?"

Chen Dingshan sat down with his daughter in his arms, and then the buds on her head were scattered. The child has grown a little lately, no longer like a piece of mud that he just brought back.

If Shen Qingci knew that her father described her like this, he would not know if he was going to cry, saying that it was a kitten or a rabbit, so why did he have to say that she was like a piece of mud? Could it be that there is another cute little mud in this world who is as cute as her?

"Dad, A Ning wants to use this as a plaque," Shen Qingci placed the words he had been holding in front of Chen Dingshan.

Chen Dingshan took it and opened it. There were a few crooked and large characters written on it.

Luomei Garden, you can tell at a glance that it was written by Shen Qingci, who knows how to read. The handwriting is full of childlike charm. Although it is not a grand font, it is not as clear and elegant as those written by literati and poets, but some of the children's natural interests are written by children.

These four words are neat, Chen Dingshan touched his daughter's little head, "Who got this Luomei Garden?"

Shen Qingci pointed at himself, "A Ningqi."

"Yeah," Chen Dingshan picked up his daughter with one hand, "When my daddy has made a reservation, I'm going to send it to you, and he thought, my little A Ning has grown up, how about it tomorrow if my daddy has someone to take you to school?"

"No," Shen Qingci shook his head.

"A Ning wants his sister to teach him."

"No," this time, he has always been a good father who obeys his daughter's advice and directly refused.

Shen Qingci tilted his head, and his small appearance was so rare that Chen Dingshan, the big guy, was so rough.

"Your elder sister has other things to do. You can't take you with you every day, and there are many playmates of the same age as you. Isn't that great?"
Chapter completed!