Song Chunan rode the 28 big bars, and drove his daughter-in-law and children to the township at a gallop.

Li Shengnan hugged his tightly wrapped daughter, sat sideways on the back seat of the bicycle, pulled the hem of Song Chunan's blouse with one hand, and from time to time he also had his free hand to test the temperature of his daughter's forehead.

"It doesn't seem to be that hot. ”

After a few attempts, Li Shengnan told her husband who was pedaling hard in front of him with some certainty.

"Don't ask your girl to blow the wind, sit down. ”

Song Chun'an pinched the hand brake, slowed down the downhill speed, heard the whirring wind in his ears, and admonished without looking back.

He thought that his daughter was letting the wind blow cold, and he couldn't do it accurately.

When Li Shengnan heard this, he also put down his anxiety, and waited for the doctor to go to the hospital.

At this time, Song Ci, who was tightly wrapped, was still in a dream, but the dream was another short and vivid past.

The four-and-a-half-year-old little Song Ci remembers things neither early nor late, and all he remembers is the daily life of some little dolls.

For example, when she ate something delicious one day, her mother combed her with a beautiful pigtail or something.

The only thing that concerns people is the cause of her injury.

Yesterday was the Dragon Boat Festival, and I cooked a pot of glutinous rice dumplings at home, and red dates were put in them, which can be regarded as a rare delicacy.

Glutinous rice is difficult to control, and the children in the family only send one, which is not called greedy.

Xiao Song porcelain is young, and he eats well, so he eats more slowly.

Of course, she can't eat a whole fat dumpling.

So his cousin Song Hui, who devoured his share, stared at the zongzi in her hand.

Song Hui is the youngest son of Song Chunli, the second eldest member of the Song family, and there are three older sisters on it, called Zhaodi, Laidi, and Pandi, these names are already very revealing.

Song Hui is the beloved baby of Song Lao'er's family, and he is used to being a little domineering. Mom and Dad doted on him, and the three sisters all let him, and he ate all good things, just because he was his father's only son.

Don't look at Song Hui is more than seven years old, but he doesn't look like an elder brother, in the face of the fifth uncle's girl's film losing money and his sister, he is still a commanding little bully, and his temper comes up, saying that he doesn't hesitate to grab things.

This robbery caused trouble, and even pushed down Xiao Song Porcelain, who was concentrating on eating zongzi.

Coincidentally, Xiao Song porcelain fell down on his back, and the back of his head hit the uneven long stone steps in the courtyard.

Li Shengnan's aunt works as a nurse in the military hospital, and she also knows a little first-aid knowledge.

Xiao Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief, stared at a pair of straight eyes in a daze, and muttered that her mother was in pain.

Li Shengnan saw that his daughter still recognized people, but he reacted slowly, thinking that he had just hit a hard blow, and there were some symptoms of a slight concussion.

Because it is inconvenient to travel at night, I plan to stay at home to recuperate in bed and observe for the night.

As a result, in less than half of the night, Xiao Song porcelain started to heat up.

Mrs. Song took out half a tablet of oxytetracycline and fed it to her granddaughter, telling her to cover the quilt and sweat.

Then I don't know why, Xiao Song porcelain's pot was changed.

Song Ci vaguely saw a cute little girl smiling and saying something to her, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Finally, the little girl shook her hand, and the figure disappeared.

Song Ci suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from a dream that was both real and illusory.

My head was still a little swollen and hot, like an overloaded computer.

Song Ci threw away the inexplicable association, stayed quietly for a few seconds, and slowly blinked.

There was no doubt that she had an extra memory in her head.

She is Song porcelain, and she is also a small Song porcelain.

Song Ci quickly adapted to his current identity.

Thanks to the fact that she has been alienated and endured many drug experiments, the degree of development of her brain domain has been far higher than the level of ordinary normal people.

Two separate memories were not a problem for her.

It's like watching a book or a movie.

She's in the game, and she's out of it.

In any case, she is still alive.

It's good to be alive.

The birds chirped, and a few gray sparrows fluttered their wings and flew down, attracting Song Ci's eyes.

It's so small.

This was Song Ci's first reaction.

And then there's,

I want to eat.

Song Ci, who had been hungry for a long time, looked burning like a thief, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Although the sparrows are small, they are all suitable for barbecue and frying.

The sparrows were frightened, flapping their wings and trying to escape, they could fly up more than a meter high, but they fell inexplicably, and a few of them happened to fall under Song Chun'an's wheels......