Commander, Don't Worry, My Three-Year-Old Daughter Is Here.

[Era + Escape + Cute Baby + Fortune Telling + Looking for Dad + Fighting of Wisdom + Group Favor + Cool Articles + Not the Holy Mother] In the year of severe drought, three-and-a-half-year-old Jiang Niannian got separated with the fleeing team. The little group squatted on the roadside, so hungry that its chest pressed against its back, but there was a buzz in its head - the fortune-telling skills left by grandma were coming to fruition. Counting with fingers, there are wolves on the left, traffickers on the right, and... There is a military compound in front? "Nian Nian has calculated it. There is food to eat in that direction." So this dirty little dumpling, dodging wolves, outsmarting human traffickers, and predicting the direction of flash floods, dragged his short legs into the most strict iron-blooded military zone in the province. Sentry at the door:? ? ? What is this? From then on, the entire military region was turned upside down by this little fortune-telling star. She figured out that the grain in the warehouse was moldy and saved the entire battalion; she figured out the opponent's ambush route and shocked the staff; she pinched her little fingers and said, "That uncle is a bad guy", and she really uncovered the hidden agent. A certain majestic military commander became increasingly addicted, pounding the table and roaring: "Who said this is an orphan?! This is clearly my long-lost daughter!" The five group leaders stood up at the same time: "Why is it yours? I saw it first!" And when the best relatives who came after hearing the news and talked about "family affection" came to the door—— Jiang Niannian slowly pinched her fingers and said, "Niannian has figured it out. They have no good intentions." Behind him, the soldiers in the entire military region clenched their fists.