My baby is three and a half years old, and I am the favorite of all the wealthy families.

Big White Goose's painting skills are much better now than when he first painted.

——But it’s not much better.

The second elder of the Qin family and the second elder of the Ye family lowered their heads at the same time and watched the big white goose painting carefully.

The big white goose held the paintbrush in its beak and vigorously controlled the direction of the pen tip. Finally, after one minute, it ended its painting.

The big white goose handed the brush back to the bodyguard on the side, then flapped one of its wings, pointed at the painting and began to explain: "Quack!"

However, no one present could understand its explanation.

After a while of squawking, the big white goose looked at the people around him with its beady eyes, shook its head helplessly and sighed.

Ga!The An An cub is the smartest and can understand its words.

Others are as stupid as pigs~
Big White Goose quickly retracted his metaphor.

If An An knew that she called her family members pigs, An An would be very angry!
Big White Goose had to use a more euphemistic word: stupid.

At this moment, the second elder of the Qin family and the second elder of the Ye family looked at each other, and at the same time they saw confusion and confusion on each other's faces.

What is the big white goose painting?

I saw that the originally white drawing paper had a few more black clumps. Whether it was at first glance or a closer look, it felt like the brush had accidentally stained the drawing paper.

But they all saw with their own eyes just now that the big white goose painted very seriously. Before every stroke, it would think about it before writing.

Seeing that everyone failed to understand the painting of the big white goose, Mr. Qin skillfully took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll ask An An's master."

When Chu Youlin's cell phone rang, when he saw that the caller ID was Mr. Qin, he already guessed the purpose of his call this time.

As soon as he picked up the phone, Chu Linlin asked directly: "Mr. Qin, has Big White Goose painted again?"

This is not the first time. Chu Youlin himself has also acquiesced in his new identity: the translator of the paintings of the big white goose.

"Yes, yes." Mr. Qin smiled helplessly, with a hint of apology in his tone: "Excuse me, Teacher Chu Tuolin, please help me see what the painting of the big white goose said this time."

"With a little effort, Mr. Qin can just take a photo of the painting and send it to me." Chu Youlin did not refuse.

After ending the call, more than ten seconds later, Chu Tuolin received a dark painting.

Well, it does look like a big white goose, and it’s hard for ordinary people to understand its purpose.

Fortunately, Chu Youlin was also experienced, and soon he translated the meaning in the painting into adult language and sent it to Mr. Qin.

At the end, he rigorously added that it was just his personal opinion, and the real meaning would depend on the reaction of the big white goose.

After Mr. Qin thanked him, he immediately worked with his wife and the two elders of the Ye family to refer to the "translation" of the big white goose based on the "translation" of Mr. Chu Tuolin.

Mrs. Qin looked carefully and said, "Oh, it turns out that the big white goose thinks that the grass here is not flat enough and may be dangerous."

Mrs. Ye looked at the painting, and then walked to the place where the big white goose said there was indeed a safety risk.

Because this is the territory of the Qin family, Mrs. Ye politely suggested to Mrs. Qin: "How about someone renovate this place?"

"Okay." Mrs. Qin immediately ordered the bodyguards to focus on repairs there to ensure that no accidents occur.

The big white goose nodded its little head with satisfaction, "Gah!" That's right!
An An's cub's birthday party must not miss any danger. (End of chapter)