One Birth Seven Treasures: Invincible Daddy is Super Fierce

In a few minutes, Lin Ming moved all the goods from the two trucks.

Subsequently.

He went upstairs to get the parchment, ready to build it according to the model. Although the model had been written down by him, he still needed to verify some details.

After all, this is about the safety of the children's lives, and there is no room for him to be sloppy.

Xiao Hei also followed behind her buttocks, and she was exhausted.

When I came to the balcony on the second floor, I found that the figures of the two women had disappeared. When I came to the house to take a look, I found that the children had woken up.

Two women are busy breastfeeding their children.

Um.

Both are feeding their own milk.

Seeing this, Lin Ming hurriedly turned his head and walked back without showing a single movement.

At this time, Xiao Hei also came up.

Seeing that there was no one on the balcony, he was stunned and asked, "Where are the people?"

Lin Ming pretended not to know, and said casually, "I don't know, maybe it's in the house."

He wouldn't say what he saw before, otherwise, I'm not sure this kid will fight with him.

After speaking, Lin Ming shouted, "Daughter-in-law, we are back."

"Don't come in yet!"

Sure enough, when Lin Ming shouted, Bei Xinyao's voice immediately came from inside, followed by an urgent sound of closing the door.

Xiao Hei stood beside him and couldn't help but glanced at the closed door with a puzzled look on his face, "What's the situation?"

Lin Ming shrugged helplessly, spread his hands, and said he didn't know.

"Okay, you come in."

It didn't take long for a shout to come from inside, and Lin Ming walked in with Xiao Hei.

After entering the house, the two women had already started holding the baby and feeding it with a bottle.

Lin Ming looked at it with a very natural expression on his face. He looked at Bei Xinyao and asked, "Daughter-in-law, have you seen the roll of sheepskin I put on the table outside?"

"The parchment scroll? The one with the ghost painting symbol on it?" Bei Xinyao asked in a daze.

"Ghost painting symbols?"

When Lin Ming heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

This design blueprint was actually called a ghost painting symbol, which also made him not know what to say.

But think about it, this design blueprint is really incomprehensible to most people.

He nodded immediately and said, "That's right, which one, that is the blueprint I designed for the children."

"blueprint?"

The two women, Bei Xinyao and Gong Weiwei, were stunned, with extremely puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Yeah, the blueprint of the model for children to play, where is it, you can give it to me, I have to compare a few places." Lin Ming asked.

He had a bad premonition in his heart.

"I, I thought it was just something useless, so I threw it away."

"Throw it?! No way!"

When Lin Ming heard this, his eyes widened, this time it was his turn to be dumbfounded, his eyes bulging.

"Tossed in the trash can, but it should still be there now."

Gong Weiwei spoke from the side, and her voice was very small when she spoke. The two women, at this time, seemed to be children who had done something wrong, with pitiful expressions on their faces.

"You...you can do it."

Lin Ming just wanted to complain, but seeing the aggrieved appearance of these two women, he couldn't say anything.

Turning around, he headed straight for the trash can downstairs.

"What model blueprint parchment? I can't understand a word of what you said?"

After a while, Lin Ming walked back with a sheepskin roll full of leftovers.

He leaned on the tip of his nose and sniffed softly.

let go...

This taste is really not ordinary stimulation.

His face was ugly.

"Lin Ming, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I thought it was just something I didn't want, and it happened that I and Weiwei tidy up the house before, and the result..."

Bei Xinyao stood behind, holding the child, with an apologetic expression on her face.

Lin Ming smiled, shook his head, and said, "I don't mean to blame you, but these things can't be thrown around in the future."

"What are you talking about? Is this the only thing?"

Xiao Hei stood beside him, with a confused expression on his face, he pointed to the sheepskin paper in Lin Ming's hand and asked.

"Well, this thing has a blueprint of the model I designed for the children." Lin Ming explained.

Then he picked up the tissue and started wiping up the parchment.

After wiping it clean, he spread it out on the table, Xiao Hei came over with a puzzled look, and when he saw the ghost painting symbol on it, he was also stunned.

"What's all this? Is this a model blueprint?"

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this, Lin Ming smiled lightly and said, "Looking at it this way, of course you can't understand it, but if you split it up, it will be different."

"Xiao Hei, find me a pencil and white paper. Well, there should be in the study at the entrance of the corridor on the second floor."

"Okay, I'll go get it for you."

Hearing the words, Xiao Hei immediately turned around and went to the second floor, then brought a pencil and a piece of A4 white paper and handed it to Lin Ming.

Lin Ming took the pen and paper, looked at the three, and said with a smile, "Come and see."

Swish swish!

Lin Ming began to draw on the white paper. He moved quickly, without the slightest stagnation. The whole process was completed in one go. In less than five minutes, he drew a standard model of a children's playground.

The three of them watched, their mouths slightly open, looking at the model lying on the paper in front of them, they couldn't believe it at all.

"This, this is the model on the parchment?"

Gong Weiwei covered her mouth, her eyes filled with shock that could not be concealed.

Lin Ming smiled lightly and said, "This is just one of them."

"One type? How many are recorded on it?" Gong Weiwei asked.

"Probably more than a hundred." Lin Ming replied.

A group of people heard the words and instantly became petrified.

It's just a parchment scroll, and more than 100 models are recorded. I'm afraid this is not an international joke.

But looking at the model that Lin Ming drew on the spot, they had to believe it.

No wonder, they thought it was a ghost-painted symbol, and they couldn't understand it.

It seems that he is really ignorant...

"Okay, I'm going to start work. Let's chat in the room." Lin Ming picked up the A4 paper depicting the model, and after wrapping the parchment roll, he walked towards the lawn outside.

"Brother, do you want me to help?"

Behind him, there was Xiao Hei's scolding voice. Xiao Hei himself was not sure whether he could help, and there was a doubt in his tone.

"No, you can also help me take care of the child at home."

Lin Ming didn't turn his head back, waved his hand, and walked towards the lawn.