"Uncle, you smell so smelly here." "..." Qin Jin looked at the little girl who was pinching her nose with a depressed look on her face. This was the first sentence that this little girl said after entering Qin Jin's room.

"Why is it smelling here? Why can't I smell it?" Qin Jin looked depressed. "Mom said that I will never notice my fault. I have to be pointed out by others." Xun'er said very seriously.

"..." Qin Jin was speechless again. Looking at Xun'er with serious faces, Qin Jin suddenly felt that she looked quite similar to her high school teacher. Alas, why do you look like a primary school student like this? I feel depressed.

A 20-year-old young man was preached by a child under three years old... This feeling... Qin Jin was both depressed and depressed at this moment. It felt like he had eaten three pounds of ice cream in the middle of winter, and his heart was very cold.

"I said Xun'er, what does your mother do?" Qin Jin quickly changed the subject.

"Uncle, you are not allowed to change the topic. Mom said that the person who changed the topic halfway did not want to admit his mistakes." Xun'er stretched out her little hand and patted Qin Jin's hand and said.

Oh, the cake seller, Qin Jin fell head-on on the bed. I... Is this still a two and a half years old? Qin Jin was completely defeated. "Uncle, get up and pull it up, clean the room, Xun'er, don't be smelly." Xun'er said as he shook Qin Jin's scaffolding.

Qin Jin got up depressedly and asked, "Xun'er, did your mother tell you what your IQ is? Three hundred or four hundred?" Xun'er looked at Qin Jin in confusion and asked, "Uncle, what is the IQ? Can you eat it?"

Qin Jin said depressedly: "IQ is not something, IQ means whether you are smart or not." "Oh, no, mom has never said it." "Xun'er, do you know which city you live in?" Qin Jin suddenly remembered Xun'er and said that she had been on the plane for a long time.

"I don't know, my mother didn't tell me where Xun'er lives, but Xun'er knew that Xun'er was so big and big, and she was holding a very big ice cream in her hand." Xun'er waved her hands and said.

What a big aunt? She was holding such a big ice cream in her hand? What a big thing? Qin Jin couldn't figure it out. He didn't ask any more. He had no choice but to get up helplessly and started to clean up the room. He first pulled out all the dirty clothes he had changed from under the bed and threw them into the bathroom. Then he came in with a mop and mopped them all over the floor, opened the window and blew the wind for a while.

After doing all this, Xun'er felt less smelly. After all, Xun'er finally calmed down. Looking at the scenery outside, it had been dark for a long time. Qin Jin turned on the TV with a depressed look on his face and began to think about Xun'er's origin.

This little girl is obviously not from Xi'an, and she has a standard Mandarin accent, and she should be from Beijing. However, this big aunt is holding a big ice cream in her hand. What is this thing? Qin Jin really can't look like it.

"Uncle, Xun'er wants to sleep." Xun'er, who was sitting next to Qin Jin, pulled his hand and said. "Okay, Xun'er, do you want to sleep in a room by yourself?" Qin Jin asked.

"No, Xun'er wants to sleep with her uncle. Xun'er is afraid at night." Xun'er said with her arms around Qin Jin. Qin Jin has been an only son since she was a child and he has no sister, so he feels sorry for this very smart little girl.

He touched her head with distress, Qin Jin took off all the clothes on her body, and then covered her with a quilt. After taking off Xun'er's clothes, Qin Jin immediately found something.

It was a Buddha statue hanging on Xun'er's neck, but it was made of pure white jade. Qin Jin touched it and was sure that it was definitely not the goods that cost a few dollars or more than ten dollars on the street stall. This was a real pure jade, but Qin Jin didn't understand this, so he didn't know how much it was worth.

When Qin Jin thought of money, he felt depressed again. Why did he say angrily today and say he would not do it? What should I eat next month if I don’t do it? Qin Jin rubbed his forehead hard, and he still had more than half a month’s salary.

Forget it, let’s get the salary tomorrow. I wonder if I will calculate the salary for this half month. Qin Jin never thought about going back to work. Although he is an ordinary person, ordinary person cannot be an ordinary person, he is the kind of stubborn and stubborn person.

He would never take back what he said. Now he has another mouth to eat. Although his mouth is not big, Qin Jin doesn't want this girl to eat ramen and egg rice with her every day. She is the time when she grows up and her nutrition must keep up.

Looking at Xun'er who was already asleep, a crazy idea suddenly surged in Qin Jin's mind. I'll just raise this child by himself, but this idea flashed away. Let's not talk about whether he has the energy or not, nor can he let Xun'er be as young as him and have no parents, right?

Just as he thought of this, Qin Jin's phone call began to remember. Qin Jin frowned and took it over. When he saw the number on it clearly, he hung up without hesitation. However, the phone rang again soon. Qin Jin rubbed his forehead with a headache, then answered the phone and asked coldly: "What are you doing?"

"Qin Jin, are you okay?" A gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone. She was about forty years old. Qin Jin said coldly: "Would I have nothing to do with you? Please don't call again in the future. I'm very annoyed today and I don't want to listen to the phone."

After saying that, Qin Jin was about to hang up the phone, "But I am your mother..." The female voice on the other end of the phone cried. When she heard the word "mother", Qin Jin's hand paused slightly, but he finally pressed the hang-up button.

Qin Jin was stunned when he hung the voice on the other end of the phone. The sound of his mother made him cry out many memories, but it was just memories. Turn off the TV, Qin Jin pulled the quilt and then slept in the quilt.

But he didn't even notice it himself. At some point, he was already full of tears. "Mom...Mom..." Xun'er in her sleep suddenly waved her hands and called out to her mother a few times.

When her little hands touched Qin Jin's face, she seemed to find her support. She put her hands on Qin Jin's neck and fell asleep quietly again.

Looking at Xun'er sleeping in her arms, Qin Jin felt distressed, grandma, what kind of thing is this good thing? She is still a three-year-old child. Damn, let me know who made Xun'er like this, and I have to pull out his skin.

Qin Jin made a few vows in his heart, and then he fell asleep.

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