"Baby, don't pay attention to him. Eat it quickly. It will be cold later." Qi Yan scooped a shrimp wonton to his mouth and tried it with his lips, but it was still warm and not completely cooled. He tried the temperature before feeding the wonton to Rongbao.
Before Qi Yan came back, Rongbao had no appetite. As soon as Qi Yan came back, Rongbao's appetite improved, and he took a small wonton.
"Uncle, what did you go out for just now?" His uncle usually doesn't easily leave his little aunt alone at home, unless there is something particularly important to do, which Qi Feng has long figured out.
"Finish the finishing work on the road." Qi Yan had said before that he would wash his hands in a golden basin after finishing the last ticket, and then he would do some useless business in the future.
Qi Feng thought that his uncle had just said it before, but he didn't expect that he really wanted to wash his hands in a golden basin: "Ser than such a big net, do you accept it?"
The black industry is too extensive. It is impossible to remove all these. Qi Yan just handed over his rights to the ruffian and ambition. He will no longer involve those things in person, but only behind his back.
It is said to wash hands in a golden basin, but even if it is dirty, no matter how clean it is, it still can't change the history of the past. For example, no matter how clean the blood on the hands is washed, it is still a pair of hands that have killed people.
Qi Yan ostensibly handed over the rights, but it was only the tip of the ice rink. The black meaning of H city was just a shield for him, and what was protected behind the shield was Qi Yan's real industry.
And Qi Yan hasn't told anyone about the real money-making industry, and he doesn't even know Qi Feng, his nephew.
There was an international organization who had sent someone to investigate Qi Yan before, but the people who were sent were too stupid.
It can alarm international organizations like the FBI. Of course, it is not easy to do it strictly.
Qi Yan is relatively low-key, so many people don't know what his real strength is, but he is terrible, which is a consensus.
When Qi Yan was chatting with Qi Feng, Rongbao's little mouth kept eating, and a bowl of small wontons was eaten up.
Rongbao patted his stomach contentedly: "Master Qi, Rongbao won't eat it."
Qi Yan put down the spoon and wiped Rongbao's mouth with a veil.
"Uncle, don't you worry about leaving things to the ruffian? Didn't he betray you?" Qi Feng remembered that his uncle hated betrayal the most, but why did he let go of the ruffian?
"He still has a conscience. Although he betrayed me, he did not provide the police with information against me."
"But it's true that he betrayed this thing. If he betrayed, he betrayed. Uncle, how dare you use such a person?"
Qi Yan has zero tolerance for betrayal, but the situation of ruffian is a little special.
The ruffian also had a sister. This sister met a scumbag man. She was not only cheated of money, but also contracted. In order to raise her little boyfriend, she had to steal. She killed the owner of the house by mistake during the the theft, and soon after, she was arrested.
Luo Bin found out that this woman was the sister of the ruffian, so he took the initiative to contact the ruffian and asked him to be an informant for himself. As long as he agreed, he could help his sister reduce her sentence.
The ruffian refused, but when he heard his sister's plea, he had no choice but to agree. Although he had not contacted this sister for a long time, blood could not be changed.
After Qi Yan knew the whole picture of the matter, he did not blame the ruffian, and asked someone to treat the cheap sister.
The ruffian is now grateful to Qi Yan, and he is more loyal than before.
Rongbao listened to them and interrupted in time, "What did Master Qi do?"
Qi Yan directly changed the topic: "Baby, I'm going to have a pregnancy test today. The baby is forming. I don't know if I can see the facial features clearly."
Rongbao tilted his head and asked, "Isn't it a little radish?"
Qi Yan replied, "It's not a radish, it's a human."
Rongbao always thought that he was pregnant with a small carrot, but now he knows that he is pregnant with a person.
Rongbao touched his little stomach magically with a magical face, and there was a person in it, but how did he put it in? When did he get in?
"Well...Mr. Qi, Rongbao feels uncomfortable with his stomach." As long as Rongbao thinks that his stomach is a person, he will have a little bit of diaphragm.
Hearing Rongbao say that he had a stomachache, Qi Yan quickly asked someone to call Shen Xu.
Shen Xu was chatting with the old housekeeper. Hearing the maid that something had happened to Rongbao, he didn't dare to delay for a moment. He hurried over and took a look.
Rongbao covered his little belly, nestled in Qi Yan's arms, and said with a painful look: "Yongbao wants radish..."
Rongbao would rather have a radish than a child.
Qi Yan seemed to find the reason why Rongbao had a stomachache. He couldn't laugh or cry: "Baby, don't you want to have a child who looks like me?"
When he gave birth to a little Qi Yan, Rongbao seemed to be able to accept it, and immediately continued to pretend to be uncomfortable.
Shen Xu rushed over to see this scene and smiled helplessly.
"Well, it's time for us to have a pregnancy test." Qi Yan took a light-colored knitted vest from the maid and put it on Rongbao. He prepared a little more and could go out.
Rongbao is now looking forward to the birth of the child. He wants to give birth to a child who looks exactly like Master Qi.
As for others, they don't want the child to look like Qi Yan, because it's not cute, especially Qi Feng. He wants the child to look like his little aunt. If he looks like his uncle, he will be too old.
Qi Yan made an appointment in advance, and he could take a color ultrasound directly.
The child is indeed in shape. He can see the face, but that face... can't bear to look directly at it, like an alien, because it hasn't been fully formed yet.
After reading it, Qi Yan frowned, but thinking that this was his own flesh and blood, he could accept it.
"Master Qi, Rongbao also wants to have a look." Rongbao next to him stretched out his little hand and wanted the photo in Qi Yan's hand.
Qi Yan was afraid of scaring Rongbao to cry, so he put away the photo: "Baby, there's nothing to see."
It's just a ball of flesh color, which is ugly.
Rongbao still wanted to have a look. Qi Yan directly took out a piece of candy and blocked Rongbao's little mouth: "It's time for us to go home."
Knowing that the child is healthy and his limbs are also sound, Qi Yan is relieved.
On the way back, Rongbao asked, "Master Qi, does the child have any radishes?"
Generally, the hospital will not tell whether it is a man or a woman, but that's just a rule for ordinary people. Just now, the doctor told Qi Yan that he was a little boy, so of course there are small radishes.
Qi Yan pinched Rongbao's cheek and said, "There is a little radish, and it's also an alpha."
Rongbao asked again, "Do you look like Master Qi?"
Qi Yan recalled the child's ugly little appearance: "It's not very like me."
The child didn't look like Master Qi. When Rongbao heard this, he was immediately unhappy and said angrily, "Rongbao doesn't want this child."
After saying that, he hit his stomach, but fortunately he was blocked by Qi Yan: "Baby, when the child grows up, he will definitely be like me, unless he is not my child."
Rongbao couldn't understand the words behind Master Qi: "Isn't he Mr. Qi's child?"
"If you have only eaten my radish, then he must be my child. If he had eaten other people's radish..." Qi Yan didn't go on, because he had begun to be delusional and jealous.
Seeing that Master Qi's face turned ugly, Rongbao quickly shook his head: "I didn't eat anyone else's. Rongbao only ate Master Qi's radish."
If it was on the table, Qi Yan would definitely say that baby should not be picky about food, but now he is in favor of Rongbao being picky about food.
After going back, Qi Yan showed the child's photo to the old housekeeper.
The old housekeeper was very gratified to see the child's photo, as if he had seen his own grandson. He was very kind: "Master Qi, this child is as handsome as you."
Qi Yan: "..." Where on earth did the old housekeeper see that the flesh-colored thing looked like him?
Shen Xu also took a look, nodded and said, "It's really similar, especially this mouth and nose, which are almost carved in a mold."
Qi Yan: "..."
After showing them for a while, Qi Yan snatched the photo back, and then angrily shook his hand and left.
Although Qi Yan felt that this photo was very ugly, he still took the photo and treasured it and hid it in a place where the velvet treasure could not be found to avoid being found by the velvet treasure.
After hiding the photos, Qi Yan returned to the hall.
Rongbao was lying on the carpet and playing. Shao's mother standing next to him kept persuading: "Master Rong, you can't lie down like this. It will press your stomach."
Rongbao didn't listen to her at all.
Shao's mother went up and wanted to help Rongbao up. At this time, Qi Yan just came down.
Qi Yan walked over and picked up Rongbao from the ground: "Baby, don't lie down like this."
Rongbao answered obediently, "Okay."
Rongbao only listened to Qi Yan's words, while other people's words were the same as farting, which had no effect at all.
Even if it is Shao's mother with strong ability, there is nothing she can do with Rongbao.
"Master Qi, Rongbao drew a little radish." Rongbao just lay on the blanket and drew an ordinary carrot, which was colored with a watercolor pen.
Qi Yan held the venue and said, "It's really good."
Hurry up and ask the maid to frame the painting and hang it on the wall. Rongbao may be the next Van Gogh.
After being praised, Rongbao became more energetic. After that, he drew a lot of radishes and Qi Ye's big radishes.
After seeing it, Qi Yan quickly covered the different radish: "Baby, this can't be painted."
Rongbao tilted his head and looked at Master Qi doubtfully: "?"
It's not that you can't draw, but you can't draw in front of others.
"Baby, let's go back to the room and draw slowly." After saying that, Qi Yan went upstairs with Rongbao on his shoulder.
Back in the bedroom, the husband and his husband sat on the bed, and Rongbao leaned against Qi Yan's arms to draw radishes.
Qi Yan pointed aside: "Baby, you should draw a little thicker and a little longer, so as to be in line with reality."