Mr. Bu was also moved inside. He was very pleased to have someone feel sorry for his grandson like this.

"If she is the phoenix that is about to spread her wings and soar, then I will support the sky above her head so that she can dance her life carefreely."

Before leaving with Si Niannian, Bu Chensu left this sentence to Mr. Bu.

Mr. Bu: “…”

All his previous words were in vain?

In the car, Bu Chensu had just helped Si Niannian tie his seat belt when a message came from his mobile phone.

[Grandpa]: If it is not strong enough, how can it support the entire sky?

Bu Chensu knew that his grandfather was urging him to practice, and he had indeed been much lazy these days.

Zishu was driving the car, and always felt that the atmosphere behind today was not right. He couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror, but it happened to meet the gaze that Bu Chensu cast. He was so scared that he quickly looked ahead and drove wholeheartedly.

"Baby."

"Um?"

Si Niannian, who was eating candy, looked up.

"Does the baby have ideals?" This is the wording after Bu Chensu considered it.

Grandpa was right. Maybe he protected the little girl too tightly. She was only six years old and didn’t know how to plan her life. She didn’t know what the word future represents. He shouldn’t have broken her wings in the cradle.

"ideal?"

"Well, have your baby ever thought about which path to go in the future? What do you want to do in the future?" Bu Chensu patiently explained it.

Zishu in the driver's seat pursed his lips and smirked. Only the young master who said so much could be seen by the lady.

Si Niannian nodded, her dark eyes were full of firmness, "Inheriting the will of the master, practicing seriously, carrying forward Taoism, being filial to grandparents, and making the family happy."

Although the little girl is only six years old, she is never confused about the future. She knows what she is doing and how to do it.

This made Bu Chensu feel a sense of pride and a little regretful.

The picture of helping your baby make life planning is probably impossible to achieve.

"That's all?"

Si Niannian continued: "Try to make money and raise Brother Su."

puff!

Zishu was choked by his saliva, and his hands were too hard, so the car went straight into an S-shaped shape.

Raise the young master?

If the young master’s family is revealed, the four major families will not be enough to watch.

What misunderstanding does Miss have to do with the young master?

Bu Chensu hurriedly protected Si Niannian, and his sharp eyes swept forward, "Concentrate on driving."

Zishu felt a chill behind him and looked at the rearview mirror, "I'm sorry, young master, Miss, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Uncle Zishu."

Zishu, who was forced to get used to this title, had no choice but to continue driving.

This is not the first time Bu Chensu heard a girl say she wanted to support herself. Every time she heard him, she felt very happy.

It’s great that the baby has him in his future plans.

"Young Master, it's here."

The car parked in front of Rongsheng Auction House. Today is Friday, and there will be a fixed auction here.

After Zishu showed up the Zijin card, the three of them were enthusiastically welcomed to the private room of Zijin members by the manager who rushed over.

"Bu Shao, this is today's list, please read it."

The manager pointed to the large screen in the private room and said.

Bu Chensu waved his hand, "No auction today."

After saying that, he gave Zishu a look.

Zishu stepped forward and opened the box in his hand.

Lin Bufan has been working in Rongsheng for ten years and has seen countless treasures. He recognized this rare flying scorpion fruit at a glance.
Chapter completed!