The little boy left here. The little kid lay on Qin Younian's shoulder and watched him leave. He tilted his head in confusion, "Dad, is my brother going to the hospital to see a doctor?"

"Well, baby boy, do you miss your daddy?"

Qin Younian hummed perfunctorily, and then diverted the little milk ball's attention. The little milk ball nodded after hearing it, "Dad, little Tangguo made porridge, do you want to drink it?"

Qin Younian listened to the little boy's words and thought of the contents in the little guy's diary. He felt pain in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He kissed the little guy's face lovingly, "Daddy, have your baby son's porridge next time. Daddy has to go back to work. You have fun here with your adoptive father."

Although the little boy was very disappointed, he knew that his father had to make money and he couldn't disturb him, so he looked at him and asked, "Will Dad come to pick me up?"

"Dad will definitely come to pick you up."

Qin Younian assured the little girl sincerely. The little girl nodded and became happy again. "Little Candy misses daddy and will call him!"

"Well, my dear son, you can buy whatever you want. Don't be reluctant to buy it. Daddy makes money just to spend it on you, understand?"

Qin Younian walked to the front yard while chatting with the little boy, and stopped where the live broadcast equipment was. He put the little boy on the ground, rubbed his little head gently, and told him earnestly that he must spend money and not be reluctant.

The little kid looked at Qin Younian, his big eyes full of reluctance, but he still nodded. At this time, Zhao Kun's men came over and handed the small water cup, small lunch box and small medicine box that the little kid had taken to Qin Younian with both hands.

These things had been cleaned and had a disinfectant smell. Qin Younian handed them to the little girl with great satisfaction.

"My dear son, next time you can't just pick up anyone. If your dad isn't here this time, what will you do if you run into a bad guy? And when you go back, don't tell anyone that you picked up someone today. Remember?"

The little kid took the thing and nodded, "Dad, I'll remember this. I won't just pick up a brother like this next time."

For some reason, Qin Younian always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he didn't find out what was wrong, so he nodded, rubbed his little head, and bent down to kiss his little cheek, "Good boy, go back quickly, don't make your adoptive father anxious."

The little kid nodded, kissed his cheek again, and waved to him, "Bye, Daddy."

Qin Younian stood up and looked at him, waving his hand as well. He didn't turn around until the little guy disappeared from his sight. He walked back and said, "Send someone to Judaotang to take a letter and ask Chu Jinhan to come pick up his nephew. I don't know why, but I always feel very annoyed when I look at this kid."

"Okay, Mr. Qin."

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The little kid reappeared in the camera, still looking dirty, carrying a small water cup, a small lunch box and a small medicine box. The audience in the live broadcast room were really confused, and the discussion on the public screen became more and more intense, with more and more people joining in.

The little boy didn't know all this. He walked back to the door of the room and was about to open it when he came face to face with Song Lianqing, who had a panicked look on his face and a messy hair.

"Oh my god! Where have you been? Why are you covered in mud?"

When Song Lian woke up and didn't find the little baby, he was scared to death. He was about to go out to look for him, but when he opened the door, he saw the little baby covered in mud. He was shocked and quickly squatted down to pick him up.

"Little Candy is going to make porridge! Give it to your brother!"

The little kid looked at Song Lianqing and smiled foolishly. Song Lianqing was stunned for a moment, not caring about anything else. He put his things on the coffee table and took off his clothes.

"Did you fall? You're covered in mud. Daddy will check if you're hurt. Why didn't you wake me up when you woke up? I was so scared that I couldn't find you just now."

"Little Candy went to catch grasshoppers. Dad, I'm sorry. Little Candy will wake you up next time!"

When the little bastard saw the worry and anxiety on Song Lianqing's brow, he immediately apologized to him. He looked so cute, soft and sticky.

Song Lianqing sighed, picked him up and walked to the bathroom, "Next time you do this, daddy will spank your little butt."

"Don't spank me, Candy really knows he's wrong."

The little kid hugged Song Lianqing and kissed his cheek ingratiatingly, fearing that he would be spanked. He looked so cute and clever that it was hard to get angry with him.

Song Lianqing smiled helplessly and had to give him a bath seriously. The dirty little baby turned into a cuddly glutinous rice bun, which was very cute.