It's good that he wasn't injured, and Kwon Seung-nan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, the little lion is not injured, how can you say that Glory is injured?"

"It's glorious and wounded. Grandpa has recently become obsessed with raising orchids, seeing grandpa taking care of orchids, he followed the fun, volunteered to help grandpa pull out the orchid, shouted grass and grass in his mouth, and then was cut by the leaves of the orchid grass hand, everyone is very distressed, see it and blow it, saying that the little lion is so good to help grandpa work, in fact, it has been good for a long time, he thinks you should also praise him. ”

Quan Shengnan laughed and blew on his younger brother's hand, "Little lion, you plucked grandpa's bluegrass, have you been beaten?" ”

The little lion's eyes widened, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa said I was so good!" ”

"Yes, grandpa said that you are great, you can help grandpa weed, although you have pulled out the orchid as grass."

Quan Shengnan couldn't help but smile: "Yes, little lion, you are so good, you actually helped grandpa pull weeds, you are a good child!" ”

The little lion was triumphant, and his fat face rubbed hard against Kwon Shengnan's face.

With the interesting story of the little lion as a spice, the atmosphere in the car is not so stiff.

Chen Boying stood on Quan Shengnan's knees, put his head on her shoulder, looked at his little lion curiously, and smiled: "Your name is little lion, right?" Uncle has a fun thing for you! ”

The little lion shook his head very spinely, "Grandpa said, you can't ask for strangers' things, you can't go with strangers." ”

Now the country is fighting abduction, vigorously, and the reason why many children are abducted and trafficked is quite simple, they are actually lured away by toys and food in the hands of strangers, so even if their children are protected by someone and do not leave an inch, Yun Jianjun and Zhao Yuzhen still explain to their grandson very seriously, they can't ask for strangers' things, and they can't go with them.

Chen Boying said: "Uncle is not a stranger, Uncle is the father of this brother next to you!" ”

"Dad? Dad, Dad, Sister, Why didn't Dad and Mom come back? The little lion didn't play his cards at all, he didn't answer Chen Boying's words at all, and he didn't understand what his brother's father represented.

Leng Qiushui smiled lightly, she wouldn't talk nonsense like Chen Boying.

How much can a child understand when he talks to him?

She reached out to the lion cub, and her snow-white palm was stretched out, and a golden lion cub was placed in the palm of her hand.

The lion cub is only the size of an adult's thumb, and its front paws are arched in a saluting manner.

Seeing this delicate and lovely golden lion, the little lion's eyes lit up, pointed to Leng Qiushui's hand, and shouted: "Sister, sister, the little lion, the little lion ran to the hand of the aunt!" ”

He was too young to tell the difference between himself and a lion, but every time he saw a picture of a lion and an ornament, he would always say that he was himself.

"Auntie gave you, you can accept it, remember to say thank you to your aunt!"

"Thank you!" The little lion thanked him loudly, grabbed the golden lion in his hand, and lowered his head to play.

Quan Aonan attaches great importance to his younger siblings, and when he saw Leng Qiushui like this, he said softly: "Thank you, you bothered." ”

Looking at this gift, it shows the degree of his intentions.

"No, it's okay, no, no thanks, it should be, it should be." Hearing his son talking to him, Leng Qiushui was a little at a loss, and his mind was blank.

Quan Aonan smiled faintly, and while driving, he said softly: "You don't have to be like this. Actually, I'm glad to know that you're coming to me, or at least that I'm not abandoned. ”