After rubbing the camera, Grandpa He went home and acted like a madman.
There was a smile in his eyes and eyebrows, and he was holding his iPad and laughing.
He Jingnian sat in a wheelchair, pushing the tire with his arms. As he got closer, he saw Grandpa He staring at the live broadcast of the variety show "You Are My Baby".
The picture just happened to be of the little God of Wealth hanging on her poop, with a puffy little face.
"What's so good about her?"
The little parrot that He Jingnian raised flew out of the cage with its head tilted.
Grandpa He gave a satisfied answer with his eyes.
"Xiao Cheng, look how cute she is."
"Grandpa likes this little girl..."
Speaking of the little god of wealth.
Grandpa He just keeps talking.
Xiaocheng is the name of the little parrot.
It is the most spiritual animal. It can learn to talk and speak independently. It was bought by He Jingnian at an auction.
It's worth a lot of money.
Unlike ordinary parrots, it can understand words better.
The feathers are a rare cherry blossom pink.
He Jingnian glanced at him sideways and said stubbornly:
"How can it be as beautiful as you say?"
"Don't they all have two eyes, a mouth and a nose..."
Just at this moment, the little kid on the screen looked into the camera's eyes.
He Jingnian was stunned for a moment.
The little God of Wealth had a white and tender chubby face with two spots of blush on it, and the tip of his nose was red as if it had been blown by the wind.
The little God of Wealth has round eyes that are like those filled with stars. When he sees the camera, his eyes curve and sparkle.
When she smiles, there are plump little bags under her eyes and two round rabbit teeth, like a pink and tender peach.
How can this be so cute that it's a waste of nature's gifts?
It was simply so cute that it was beyond description! Xiao Cheng squatted on He Jingnian's shoulder and looked over curiously.
!!!
"Daddy, she's so pretty!"
Xiao Cheng chattered, staring at the little god of wealth with her round black eyes, and slowly moved closer to He Jingnian's ear, shyly shouting:
"Wow, she's so pretty!"
I was afraid that He Jingnian didn’t hear it.
"Daddy!" Xiaocheng shouted while shrinking his neck.
"Daddy!" Xiaocheng leaned close to his ear and shouted loudly.
Grandpa He smiled so hard that wrinkles appeared on his face.
"See, Xiaocheng has admitted it."
He Jingnian raised his fingertips and pinched the parrot's mumbling mouth.
The dead duck said stubbornly: "That's it..."
When he said this, his handsome face turned as red as a crab.
Grandpa He was surprised and suspicious.
I talked about his appearance in variety shows with some doubt.
"Let me tell you, I just went to a variety show..."
The tone is that of a show-off.
He Jingnian looked at the old man puzzledly.
After hearing this, Grandpa He was given his seat by the little god of wealth on the bus.
The key point is that the little god of wealth did not recognize Grandpa He.
This is enough to show that the little god of wealth is kind-hearted.
He Jingnian finally understood the reason and consequences of the old man's silly smile.
Even a little manic and uncomfortable.
He also wanted to appear in variety shows...
This uncontrollable emotion made He Jingnian a little irritated.
But the little parrot was muttering and chattering beside me.
It is said that pets resemble their owners, and it is true.
Xiaocheng spoke out what was in his heart.
Just at this moment.
Cai Cai ran over quickly, panting and saying:
"The royal family has invited Mr. He to meet them. The royal carriage has already stopped outside the manor. Mr. He, please get ready to go!"
"Got it." He Jingnian took the invitation letter hesitantly.
Cai Cai immediately pushed He Jingnian's wheelchair and walked into the house.
There was a gloomy look in Grandpa He's eyes for a moment.
The royal family invited He Jingnian?
You can easily guess that it means dismissal or war.
He placed his iPad on the table with a serious expression, thinking of a good strategy.
However, it didn't take long.
Grandpa He was attracted by the little God of Wealth.
He completely forgot about his grandson.
palace.
There are corridors on all four sides and the floor is paved with golden bricks.
The roof is a single-eaved building with four pointed corners, covered with yellow glazed tiles, and in the middle is a copper-based gilded top.
The inner and outer eaves of the hall are decorated with golden dragon and imperial seal paintings, and the ceiling is a gilded pattern.
There is a throne with a floor screen in the hall.
A middle-aged uncle was sitting on the throne, his yellow robe embroidered with a pattern of a soaring dragon over the sea. The surging golden waves and his sleeves were blown high by the wind.
Next to the throne stood two well-dressed Holy Sword Knights.
He has an old face and looks kind and amiable.
When you can clearly see the youth, your face is absolutely beautiful and reflects the morning light.
Those deep and profound eyes were full of meaning and complexity.
Very majestic and solemn.
At this time, a knight rushed in, half-knelt and said respectfully:
"Report to the Emperor, the Chief Executive Officer is here to report!"
"Let him in!" The king was so bored that he looked at his tablet.
As a result, I was pushed a live broadcast update.
Without any warning, he was directly clicked into the application.
I don’t know when it started, but all apps have an advertisement in front of them, and they will automatically appear if you shake the tablet slightly.
You must click the cross or use quick hands to enter each software.
The king frowned and was about to click the fork.
The little God of Wealth on the other side of the screen was making gestures to attract wealth.
When I see uncles and aunts passing by, I will shout in a childish voice: "Sister is so pretty, I can make her even prettier!"
The aunt would stop and point at herself in surprise.
"What did you call me?"
The little God of Wealth held his little belly nervously, his eyes like stars.
Sweetly shout:
"I say...sister, you are so young!"
My aunt looks a bit mean, so usually no one dares to talk to her.
At this moment, there were actually children who dared to talk to her and even praised her!
The aunt's face was full of smiles, and her harsh tone disappeared instantly.
"You said you could make me younger, what exactly is that..."
The little god of wealth's eyes lit up.
It was as if there was a little sun shining on her head.
Then, the little god of wealth sweetly promoted the clothes on the street stalls.
When the aunt saw the cheap goods, she didn't want to buy them.
However, I lost myself in the sweet praise of the little god of wealth.
The more I looked at them, the more I liked them, so I bought two cheongsams to wear home.
Before leaving.
The little god of wealth said with a smile:
"Sister! You must learn to be brave and be yourself!"
What surprised him was the number of live broadcast rooms and pop-up screens.
"Rat, I love her to death!"
“Ahhh, I’ve become a fan!”
"What a sweet peach! Let auntie suck it!"
"Help! She's so good at it. She made the mean aunt sound so gentle. The key is that she's really good at attracting customers. She's the one who attracts most of them. The crowd of people watching the fun formed a circle..."
Yes.
I saw the mean aunt leave with a smile on her face.
The residents nearby were very curious and mustered up the courage to ask the aunt, only then did they find out the whole story.
Gossip spreads quickly, and nearby residents all say that there is a little god of wealth who distributes wealth points and can bring happiness and good luck.
The prerequisite is to talk to the God of Wealth and then buy some clothes or something.
Of course, many residents came here because they wanted to talk to her.
The stall of the Little God of Wealth was like a play, surrounded by many uncles and aunts.
The king was fascinated by the scene.
Gradually, it became pleasing to the eyes and a hint of love spread in my heart.
Even when He Jingnian was pushed in by Cai Cai, he didn't even look up.