The little guy noticed that everyone was looking at him, with a puzzled look on his face.
Li Jinfeng reminded quietly, "Tuantuan, where is Tangtang?"
When everyone heard this, they thought Tuantuan was giving candy like everyone else.
Who knew that the little guy patted his belly, looked at Li Jinfeng and smiled foolishly, "Huh?"
"Here it is. Mom took it out."
Li Jinfeng stretched out her hand and reached into Tuantuan's big pocket, and when she took it out, there was a piece of paper.
"Could our Tuantuan have written something?" Lu Mingfang suddenly had an idea and said curiously.
A group of people widened their eyes.
Until Li Jinfeng handed the paper to Mr. Lu.
Everyone's curiosity was attracted.
When the paper was opened, everyone found footprints, handprints, and ink prints on it.
It has a bit of the feel of an abstract painting.
"This is a masterpiece completed by Tuantuan himself. Although it is a little rough, it is his own creation. I believe it will be even better in the future." Li Jinfeng said.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Lu laughed out loud.
He touched the paper for a long time.
It was obvious that this was his favorite gift.
Although the little fat guy is young, this is the only thing he can take out at the moment.
Now maybe it’s just his own little handprints and footprints, but when he grows up, there will be more different things.
The deeper meaning is that Li Jinfeng wants Mr. Lu to live a long life and wait for the surprises that Tuan Tuan prepares every year.
The old man also thought of this, how could he not be happy?
"That's thoughtful, that's thoughtful..." Mr. Lu said 'thoughtful' several times in a row, and his eyes looking at Li Jinfeng were full of emotion and joy.
Lu Jianguo was actually very surprised in his heart.
At first, when Jin Feng asked Tuantuan to deliver a gift, he thought that Jin Feng would prepare it for Tuantuan.
What surprised him was his son's little feet and fingerprints. These were simple things that most people would not even think of. But these things became his grandfather's favorite.
Maybe... Jinfeng is the one who understands grandpa the most!
Thinking of this, the smile on Lu Jianguo's lips became brighter and brighter.
Song Chunling's face turned a little pale. The inkstone she asked Lu Zezhi to give her was a Ming Dynasty blue inkstone, just because the old man liked to practice calligraphy. She originally thought that this time, she would be able to please the old man, but in the end, she was defeated by a few stinky feet.
Are you worthy of this junk that is worth nothing?
Song Chunling thought about it carefully and still felt that the problem was with the child.
Tuantuan is the youngest in the family and the old man’s great-grandson, so he is more or less loved than the average person.
Thinking of this, Song Chunling's gaze unconsciously fell on Jiang Xiaoyun. Originally, this girl should have been her daughter-in-law.
Now that you have a daughter-in-law, are you still worried about not having children?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she felt. This happened to be the old man's birthday party, and she had been warned by the man. Even if Song Chunling wanted to get angry, she didn't dare.
I'm so angry.
He had a tense face the whole afternoon.
But having a sullen face is better than having a foul mouth, and since no one pays attention to her, no one knows that she is sulking.
Others came happily and left happily.
Song Chunling came with a look of anticipation on her face and left angrily.
As soon as she left the Lu family, she said to her son Lu Hao, "Haohao, Guo Qingguo already has a partner, when will you find one?"
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