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"I don't understand, it's a precious plant under key protection, referred to as the prison bottom sitting and wearing tree."

"..."

……

The courtyard door is open.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

Huang Xiaochu coughed twice, but no one responded.

After waiting for a long time, no one came out, maybe the owner of the house is not at home now, Xiaochu Huang thought to himself.

"Papa Huang, it seems that there is no one inside."

"Well, then I have to come and visit next time."

There happened to be two benches outside the courtyard, and everyone took a rest here by the way.

Just when they were about to get up and go to the mushroom house, they heard a "squeak", and the door of the white room suddenly opened.

The door opened a gap, and a childish voice sounded.

"Who... are you looking for?"

The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw a little girl about four or five years old timidly hiding behind the door, with only a cute little head poking out, looking at them curiously.

The little girl's voice was soft and waxy, carved in powder and jade, as delicate as a porcelain doll.

Sister Zifeng's heart melted instantly.

"Little sister, we just moved to the island, we will be neighbors for a while!"

With that said, sister Zifeng pointed to the mushroom house next to her to show the little girl.

The little girl blinked her big eyes and suddenly smiled sweetly.

She remembered that the village chief's grandfather had said that there would be some brothers and sisters living in the mushroom house next to him, so it seemed that they should be them.

"Great! Big sister, can you come and play with me in the future!"

The little girl didn't recognize her life at all, and went to open the door for them bouncing around.

At this time, the live broadcast room boiled again:

"Ah, ah, does such a cute baby really exist?"

"Let's make a baby kiss now! My family currently has three suites and two cars!"

"Did her father save the Milky Way in his previous life? When he pouted, he really turned my girl's heart into a bud!"

"..."

The little girl was only four or five years old, and Huang Xiaochu himself had a similar daughter, so he looked at the little girl with a little more love in his eyes.

"Little sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Ye Qingqing, and I am five years old."

Qingqing took sister Zifeng's hand and intimately invited them into the house as guests.

Only then did they know that Qingqing usually lived here with her father, and it seemed that Qingqing's father had gone out and hadn't come back yet.

As soon as you enter the door, you can smell a faint scent of sandalwood. The decoration of the room is very stylish, and the antique charm makes people feel solemn.

I don't know why, looking at the simple and quaint room, it always gives people a feeling of inner world.

Sure enough, Huang Xiaochu took a casual glance and found that the wooden beams on the roof were actually made of cloud top sandalwood!

If you take a closer look, you can see that the seemingly ordinary white porcelain floor has been carefully processed. If you don't observe carefully, you won't notice the Buddha lotus pattern inside.

"Lotus grows every step of the way, the owner of the house is really a particular person."

Huang Xiaochu muttered to himself.

Some sharp-eyed viewers immediately noticed Qingqing's pearl curtains, crystal wall lamps, and Persian carpets outlined with pearls and silver threads.

These things don't look very eye-catching, it can even be said that they are no different from ordinary decorations, but the materials are extremely elegant.

The owner of this home must be a detail freak!

They had never seen such poorly crafted decorations.

"My god! What kind of family is this!"

There is a wall in the study room, which houses many precious calligraphy and famous paintings, the value of which is immeasurable!

Huang Xiaochu and Teacher He swallowed their saliva, and their actions became a little cramped.

"Qingqing, can I ask what your father does?"

Realizing that the owner of the house is rich but lives in seclusion here, he is very likely to be a retired tycoon in some field, Huang Xiaochu thought it would be better to ask tentatively.

"My father has a lot of work. He usually has to see a doctor, do woodcarving, write novels, teach me to play the piano, practice calligraphy and painting..."

Qingqing said more than a dozen things in one breath, and everyone around her was dumbfounded.

Is there really such an all-powerful person in the world?

The group couldn't help being full of curiosity about Qingqing's father.

Speaking of calligraphy, sister Zifeng only noticed that the little girl was practicing calligraphy just now.

Pens, inks, papers and inkstones were placed neatly on the table, and sister Zifeng only recognized one of them as Wuyuan Longwei inkstone, which was very precious.

The little girl's father must be a man of great taste, Peng Peng thought to himself.

The people in the live broadcast room also took this opportunity to open their eyes.

"Wow, little sister, is this your handwriting!"

When Peng Peng took a closer look, he couldn't help but be surprised by the works on the table from ear to ear.

Such a nimble and elegant font, which is retractable and retractable, does not seem to be written by a four- or five-year-old child.

Zifeng's younger sister also came over. Although they didn't know how to appreciate it, the first impression of this work is that it is exquisite and wonderful.

Different from the fonts you usually see, Qingqing's characters start solemnly and finish lightly. It seems soft and round, but it is a test of brushwork and effort.

Under the high-definition camera, the hair on the tip of the pen can be seen clearly, and the live broadcast room is also watching Qingqing's calligraphy.

"Fuck! Although I can't understand it, it feels so awesome!"

"For laymen to watch the excitement, it would be unexpected. We insiders are also in a daze."

"I'll offer 30! Sell it to me, little girl!"

"Good guy, the one upstairs seems to be the head of the Calligraphy Association."

"Fuck??? 30???"

"Crazy, crazy, this world is crazy, a few words written by others are worth more than me."

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. I just heard that it seems to be a long-lost Jin and Tang calligraphy."

"I want to buy it for 30, and I will offer 100 million!"

"Damn, what is the identity of this family?"

"..."

Of course, the little girl naturally didn't know that the gods in the live broadcast room were fighting.

The little girl brought tea to them, and nodded indifferently.

"That's right, it was all taught by my father. I still have eight calligraphy and painting homework that I haven't finished yet."

Qingqing picked up Hanzhen's brush brush and replied while copying.

Sister Zifeng and Peng Peng suddenly felt inferior.

"Is Qingqing's father usually very strict?"

"Of course not. Dad has a very good temper. I've never seen him get angry."

That's okay, it seems that he should be a relatively easy person to get along with.

But everyone's curiosity about Qingqing's father reached the extreme.

What kind of person can be so talented and rich, and also give birth to such a beautiful daughter,

Chapter 616

"Ding Lingling——"

the phone is ringing.

Everyone looked at the telephone on the table in unison.

"It should be Dad's call!"

The little girl blurted out without even thinking about it, then put down her pen, and ran to answer the phone in a bouncing manner.

Hearing it was Qingqing's father's call, everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath.

"Hey, Dad, when are you coming back... Mmm, of course I'm practicing hard!"

"Oh~~ There are guests at home today... It's the neighbor that the village head grandfather mentioned last time."

"Okay, Qingqing knows..."

clang-

After hanging up the phone, Qingqing raised her head and blinked at everyone.

"Dad went to see a doctor, and it will take a long time before he comes back. Dad said, let me treat the guests well!"

Qingqing giggled, put the brush in her hand back on the table, took Zifeng's hand and led them to the living room.

Now sister Feng understands, this little girl is glad that she can be lazy again!

Everyone can see through the little girl's careful thinking at a glance, but they just don't tell the truth.

But they just came here to ask for a glass of water, and the owner of the house was not there. It was indeed a little inconvenient for them to be here. They didn't know what was going on in the mushroom house yet.

Huang Xiaochu thought about it, and decided to go back and decorate the mushroom house first, because there will be guests coming soon.

He knelt down and touched Qingqing's head:

"Since Qingqing's father is not here, let's visit again next time, Qingqing, be good at home by yourself!"

Seeing that they were about to leave, Qingqing pursed her lips and didn't speak, but held Sister Zifeng's hand sullenly and refused to let go.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was amused by the little girl's bun face.

Sister Zifeng smiled.

"Okay, Qingqing, we'll live in the mushroom house next door. If you don't have homework, you can come and play with us."

Only then did Qingqing raise her head, looked into sister Zifeng's eyes and asked tentatively:

"Is it really okay? Can my sister play with Qingqing often? 々?"

"Of course! You are so cute, of course my sister likes to play with you!"

"Good~"

Qingqing smiled sweetly, her eyes twinkled like little stars.

Some viewers in the live broadcast room could not help but feel sympathetic:

"Qingqing must be very lonely, right? I don't see any playmates..."

"Yes, yes, Qingqing's father is the kind of career-oriented person, how can he have time to take care of the children!"

"That Qingqing is too pitiful, I really hope that sister Zifeng and Peng Peng can spend more time with her!"

……

Huang Xiaochu and the group bid farewell to Qingqing, and finally came to the mushroom house arranged for them by the director team.

Everyone just came out of such an exquisite and luxurious small courtyard, and compared with their own mushroom house, it seems too shabby...

"Yay! Welcome to our new home! Our new mushroom house!"