"Mom, mom, I don't want this uncle." Three-year-old Jiang Qiuying saw Lin Yi at the dinner table. She did not feel the excitement and joy of a father-daughter meeting, but rather a deep rejection.

She was small, standing on the edge of the kang with her hands on her hips: "Uncle, you are so rude. Can't you see that my family is about to have dinner? Go back and send some to your family."

How could that be possible? Lin Yi shook his head and refused. In front of her, he picked up two steamed buns from the plate, shook them in front of her eyes, and then put them in his bowl. He also picked up a small piece of pickled vegetables with chopsticks, picked up the bowl and drank a big mouthful of porridge. His movements were very exaggerated.

Jiang Qiuying felt offended, and she quickly instructed her grandfather to pick up two steamed buns for her as well, and also asked for a lot of pickles. She couldn't wait for the porridge to cool down, and started to scoop it into her mouth with a spoon as if she was competing.

Wang Pandi quickly stopped her: "Oh, my dear granddaughter, let's not compete with Dad. Dad is not afraid of heat. We have to eat slowly."

dad?

Qiu Ying was stunned. She looked at her mother, then at the uncle, and cried out, covering her eyes.

"Wow, no no, I don't want a stepfather, I don't want a stepfather."

Lin Yi and Ling Shuang both watched her talk without action with great interest.

The little girl also secretly observed the reactions of the adults through her fingers. She found that not only did the adults not come to comfort her, but her grandparents were also "laughing at her".

The little girl really cried this time, tears streaming down her face. Her neighbor Xiaopang always made fun of her for not having a father, and said that sooner or later her mother would find her a stepfather, who would eat her family's food, live in her house, and spank her.

She doesn’t want it, wah wah wah.

Wang Pandi saw that her granddaughter was really sad, so she quickly hugged her in her arms: "Girl, why are you crying? Don't you always ask your mother where your father is? Isn't your father back now? Tell me why you are crying? Stop crying. Let your father hug you."

Qiu Ying felt a flash before her eyes, and she was sitting in the arms of the strange uncle, who was looking at her with a smile.

"You...you are really my dad?"

Lin Yi nodded: "Of course."

After saying that, he stood up and threw her into the air, causing her to scream in excitement and fear.

"Oh, Daddy, Daddy, I'm scared, ... Daddy, Daddy, come again, come again."

Lin Yi threw her several times again, and carried her on his neck and ran back and forth quickly in the room.

In just one meal, the father and son got over their unfamiliarity and became as close as one person.

"Dad, where is your home?"

"Dad, can you play with me for a while?"

"Dad, come home with me. I have to show Xiaopang that I have a dad too."

"dad,......"

Jiang Qiuying chattered excitedly all day, clinging to Lin Yi and refusing to even take a nap at noon, for fear that the father she finally got would be gone when she woke up.

At night, she insisted on sleeping with her dad.

Lin Yi took advantage of the opportunity to say to Qiu Sanmei, "Look at this, look at this, how can we get a divorce? Children from single-parent families, whether it's the lack of love from either their father or mother, will have a huge impact on their future development as a healthy personality. Divorce is absolutely not an option."

Ling Shuang turned a deaf ear to his words and just watched him make the bed thoughtfully:

So carefully smoothing out every little wrinkle on the bed sheet,

After taking off his glasses and watch, he placed them in a plain white handkerchief, and then placed them 10 cm to the right of the pillow like he was in a compulsive manner.

And they remembered the freshly washed sheets in the yard that they saw when they first entered the house yesterday afternoon.

Considering what the client said, Jiang Bieming's behavior was completely different from that in his previous life.

What else is there to not understand?

This guy is not Jiang Bieming reincarnated at all.

He is Lin Yi!

Ling Shuang smiled.

In the next few days, Qiu Sanmei really didn't mention divorce anymore, as if the conversation about marriage that night had never happened.

Lin Yi was still complacent, thinking that his chicken soup for the soul words about caring for children's growth had worked.

He stayed in Qiujia Store for a month and was about to leave for Hong Kong to continue his studies. He didn't even have time to go back to Jiangzhou.

Before leaving, Qiu Ying was reluctant to leave, "Dad, don't go to school anymore. Let mom teach you. Mom knows everything."

Lin Yi: "Are you reluctant to let Dad go? Why don't you go to school with Dad?"

Qiu Ying: "Is Mom going too?"

Lin Yi shook his head, "Mom isn't going."

Qiu Ying shook off her father's hand without hesitation and ran back to her mother's arms, fearing that Lin Yi would force her to go with him. "If Mom doesn't go, I won't go either. Dad, go quickly. See you later."

......

Lin Yi was slightly disappointed. He felt like he'd made a mistake. Why had he rushed in the first place? He could have waited until his child was older before exploring the Hong Kong entertainment industry. He could have taken his child with him and maybe debuted earlier, starting as a child star. Wouldn't that be better?

Ling Shuang smiled and waved goodbye to Lin Yi as he left. In fact, she was actually very happy. She seemed to have found a trick to speed up the completion of the task.

Just now, when my daughter gave up Lin Yi and chose me, the system reported that my mission had increased from 35% to 40%.

She also analyzed it herself and concluded that Lin Yi went to Hong Kong not just to complete his studies.

Considering that Jiang Qiuying made her debut in Hong Kong in her previous life and later became extremely popular, winning both Best Actress in the music and film industry, in the eyes of outsiders, she was indeed radiant and glamorous. The task entrusted by Jiang Bieming most likely included helping Lin Yibang to make his daughter's acting career smoother.

This goes against what Qiu Sanmei had entrusted to her.

Men, even if he were to live his life again, he probably wouldn't know what his daughter really wants.

In particular, the man only spent a total of one hour face-to-face with his daughter in his previous life. He wouldn't think that Jiang Qiuying became a star in her previous life just out of interest or hobby, right?

That's too naive.

It seems that Lin Yi's mission this time is destined to take some detours.

Thinking of this, her face lit up with joy, and she couldn't help but teasing her daughter in her arms: "Qiu Ying, when you grow up, what do you want to do?"

Qiu Ying: "I want to be a big brother when I grow up."

Oh? Didn't you say last time that you wanted to be a police officer? Why do you want to be a brother this time? " Ling Shuang was really curious.

"My aunt's brothers Jianguo and Jianshe can all climb trees and... they can also fish. If I were a big brother, I would definitely be better than them! Mom, can I be a big brother tomorrow?"

"That's probably not possible. My brother is a boy, and you are a girl. Girls can only be older sisters."

Qiu Ying pouted and said, "Then I'll be a girl now, and when I grow up, I'll be a brother." She didn't forget to ask her mother for her opinion: "Is that okay?"

Ling Shuang: ...