Chef God Dad: Dote on your daughter to the heavens

"Go directly to Zhang's hometown!"

Qin Mo stopped a taxi and told the driver the address.

"Brother Driver, Nanguo Garden."

"Okay, little brother, this is your first time in the capital, right?"

Getting into the car, the driver started talking.

"Good eyes!"

"How can we do it without this bit of eyesight?"

The driver was about forty-five, a long-term taxi runner, and his skin appeared a little pale.

"Are you visiting a friend, or?"

"A friend invited me over, but I didn't have time, and I only came to answer the appointment recently when I was free."

Hearing Qin Mo say this, the driver's face changed.

"I can let the people who live in the Southern Garden invite over, it seems that your identity is not simple, little brother!"

"Brother driver, you think too highly of us, and you are a common man like you."

"I don't see it, little brother, the temperament on your body is only in those people."

"Driver, listen to what you just said, what is the Nanguo Garden, so respected by you?"

As soon as he talked about the Nanguo Garden, the driver's expression immediately became serious.

"It's not there, you can live in it if you have money."

"There are still places where money can't enter, are there any conditions?"

Qin Anguo was also curious, and it was the first time he heard this statement.

"The old gentleman is right, he has contributed to society, but I don't know how to judge it."

"What I know is some famous people who live in it."

"Ordinary people's homes can't get in, and the security guards inside are all retired soldiers."

"So strict?"

In Qin Anguo's impression, it would be nice to have a few security guards in a community.

Now that they are all retired soldiers, is it really as the driver said.

Half an hour later, Qin Mo and everyone got out of the car.

But stupidly stand outside and wait.

What the driver said was true, and no one at the door stood straight.

"Stop!"

As soon as Qin Mo walked towards the door, a young man in uniform immediately ran out.

"What people?"

The young man stopped Qin Mo and prevented him from entering.

"I came to find someone, it's Sandong, Zhang Qianlei."

"Sorry, we didn't receive a notice here, we have to contact someone first, we can confirm before we can enter."

"Son, didn't you tell anyone to come over today?"

"No, I don't know what's going on here!"

Qin Mo found that he had engaged in oolong, and he was so strictly guarded.

"I'll contact you, I hope Elder Zhang is okay today!"

Thinking of this, Qin Mo took out his mobile phone and began to dial.

"Mr. Qin, you have decided, when will you come over?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Zhang Qianlei on the other side asked urgently.

"Elder Zhang, I'm already outside the community now, but I can't get in."

"You said you were coming, why didn't you say it in advance, so that I could send someone to pick you up, you wait a bit."

Zhang Qianlei heard that Qin Mo was already outside, and said excitedly.

"Wife, hurry up and go out to buy vegetables, a guest has arrived."

At the end of the phone, Zhang Qianlei suddenly shouted.

Qin Mo looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

As soon as I came over, I caused trouble for others.

"You know, let's finish lunch before we come over."

He said to his parents.

"Are you Mr. Qin Mo?"

Within minutes, a young man appeared at the gate.

Seeing Qin Mo and the others standing not far from the door, they trotted over.

"I'm Qin Mo."

After hearing that it was the person who came out to pick it up, the young man looked up and down.

"Please come with me."

This time the security guard did not stop and returned to his post.

The young man walking in front did not speak, but Qin Mo could see Zhang Qianlei's shadow from him.

"You also learned to draw?"

There is always an indescribable aura in these scholars.

"Mr. Qin, finally waiting for you to come."

Coming to the door of a villa, Zhang Qianlei was standing outside waiting.

There were three young men behind, one male and two female.

"Elder Zhang."

"Who are these two?"

Zhang Qianlei looked at Qin Mo's parents behind him.

"Elder Zhang, hello, we are Qin Mo's parents, Qin Anguo, Wang Lanhui."

Hearing Qin Anguo call him so, Zhang Qianlei quickly stepped forward and held his hand and said.

"Oh, Brother Qin, don't you dare to bear this name, you still call me by my name."

"Don't stand, go sit first."

"Xinxin, have you ever thought about Grandpa Zhang!"

Entering the hall, everyone felt a strong smell of books.

"Hello Grandpa Zhang."

"Come, come with Grandpa Zhang and see if there is any progress during this time."

Zhang Qianlei came over and took Qin Xinxin's hand.

"Oh."

Qin Xinxin first glanced at Qin Mo and asked.

"Let's go!"

Qin Mo knew what Zhang Qianlei meant, and nodded and said.

Most importantly, he also knew that his daughter loved to draw.

"Shin Shin, what is this for?"

Qin Anguo and his wife, who were sitting in the living room, watched their granddaughter walk away.

"Let's paint!"

"Xinxin, I can also draw, why don't I know ah, no, I also want to go and see."

Wang Lanhui quickly got up and followed behind.

"I'll go too."

Soon, only Qin Mo was left in the living room.

Shaking his head, he followed suit.

In a spacious study, Zhang Qianlei was preparing pen and ink.

The young men stood not far away and watched.

He began to whisper, and Qin Mo, who just came over, heard it.

"You guys said teacher, isn't this a bit big, a six-year-old child, what achievements can he have, let him always forget."

Since Zhang Qianlei came back last time, his apprentices have often heard the names of the two.

One of them was a little girl who said that her talent was so high that even they could not compare.

I thought that the little girls mentioned before were at least teenagers.

Looking at it now, I can't help but be disappointed, and I feel that my teacher is making a fuss.

"I think I want to deliberately stimulate us so that everyone should not relax."

"Funny, the teacher also said that this little girl's drawing was similar to mine."

One of the young men couldn't help but laugh at this time.

However, he did not dare to disturb the people inside, and could only talk outside.

"That's it, Ye Luzi, even if the talent is good, without systematic practice, how can it be compared with us."

"Ahem, don't say anything, watch."

One of the young women found that she didn't know when Qin Mo was standing next to her, and quickly pulled the sleeves of her companion.

Judging from the teacher's attitude towards Qin Mo just now, it was best for these disciples not to talk about others casually.

Not to mention, the discussion is still being heard.

"Here we go."

After Zhang Qianlei moved a stool.

I saw Qin Xinxin holding a brush in his small hand and said, "Grandpa Zhang, what do you say I can draw?" "