Li Jin, a genius creator from another world, traveled to the one-year-old baby who did not have a father in the old Qian’s house in Kaoshan Village in the 1970s.
There are five uncles and ten dads. Xiao Jiaojiao, who has no dad, is spoiled by Qian’s family and becomes a little princess.
Jinyu transports the body, and the mind draws the universe.
Turning hands is a cloud, covering hands is rain, catching snow to make rice, and throwing beans into gold.
Li Jin became the little god of wealth in Kaoshan Village.
Little Jiaojiao of the Qian family, where to stand where to bloom, where to touch where to make money.
Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, moral, intellectual and physical beauty, everything is beyond the standard!
My grandma and five uncles weren’t pampered enough, so my cousins took care of the law.
“The Qian family is really rich!”
“Little Jiaojiao of the Qian family is really the little god of fortune.”
“The eldest girl of the Qian family is carrying such a little Fubao, the god of wealth, which man can be worthy of it!”
Hearing the discussion, Li Jin wanted to draw Xiao Jiaojiao a dad. She can create all things in nature, but she can’t create a person out of thin air.
Alas, why does this little brother seem to come out of my painting?
A battle uniform, a shiny hat, broad shoulders and a broad chest, full of energy.
Yan Beiqiao: “My daughter-in-law, let me know.”
Li Jin:…
Yan Beiqiao: “My childhood sweetheart and my wife.”
Li Jin:…
Yan Beiqiao: “My wife is the best in the world!”
Li Jin: “Yan Beiqiao, don’t bring such a dazzling wife!”
It is rumored that Yan Beiqiao is decisive in killing and cutting, but he is afraid of his daughter-in-law.
Lee Jin tightened the quilt and laughed, all of them are big brothers, who is afraid of whom.
