Plans can't keep up with the changes.

Song Ci's body was still weak in the end, and he quickly became sleepy after eating, and fell asleep unconsciously.

It wasn't until she woke up the next morning that she didn't know she had a fever again last night.

Fortunately, the fever was not as bad as before, and seeing that she slept quite peacefully, Song Chunan fed her anti-inflammatory drugs and sent her to the hospital overnight without hurrying.

Song Ci also felt that this small body was easy to get tired now.

It's not that I feel weak and weak, but I get tired very quickly, and sometimes I fall asleep while talking or eating.

But when he is sober, he is very energetic.

It's like a low-end phone with a small battery capacity, with a particularly short standby time and frequent charging, but it doesn't hinder normal use.

Song Ci thinks that this is probably the sequelae of rebirth.

She is an alien adult soul, and she has to have a process of adaptation when she wears a small skin that does not fit.

Fortunately, everything is still under control, and Song Ci is not in a hurry, so he stops recuperating at home.

It's a pity that she's dying now!

And she's not just living for herself now.

After three days of repeated low-grade fever, seeing that a big-hearted person like Li Shengnan had lost weight, Song Ci's illness was finally cured.

Li Shengnan breathed a sigh of relief, and stuffed her daughter, who had not taken a bath for three days, into her husband's arms, and she lay down on her back, pulled up the quilt and closed her eyes to sleep.

"Song Chun'an, I won't eat dinner at night, don't call me. ”

Song Chun'an hugged the stunned girl steadily, and pulled the braids pressed by her daughter-in-law under her neck.

"You turn your head, and I'll help you spread your braids. ”

Li Shengnan has always been particular about the extent that conditions permit, and his hair is washed with soap every day, and it is black and bright;

I have to massage my scalp 100 times a day in the morning and evening, and when I sleep, I have to pull all my hair to the top of my head, and refuse to press half of it to my face or under my neck, otherwise I won't be able to sleep.

And she's so tired that she can't take care of anything at this time.

She frowned slightly dissatisfied, she couldn't resist the habit she had developed for more than 20 years, she closed her eyes and turned over, turned sideways to her husband, and couldn't open her eyelids.

"Let's help mom loosen her braids. ”

Song Chunan put his daughter in front of him and sat down, holding down the roots of his daughter-in-law's braid with one hand to save the scalp pain, and with a slight force with the other hand, he pulled out the entire big braid, and easily pulled off the red head rope at the tip of the braid.

Song Ci obediently responded, stretched out two small hands to pick up another braid, and dismantled it seriously.

This hair quality, this hair volume, it's really good!

As her mother's daughter, she doesn't have to worry about becoming a bald girl in the future.

Song Chunan was holding another braid of his daughter-in-law in his hand, and was inserting the middle finger of his right index finger into the braid, trying to use some strength to smooth down the braid that was braided at the bottom;

Seeing his daughter's careful and meticulous little movements, as if she was taking care of some baby, he suddenly felt a little ashamed and let go of his hand.

"Bao'er is so skillful, she dismantled it so well, and it didn't hurt her mother at all. ”

In response to his words, it was Li Shengnan's heavy breathing.

Even as he spoke, she snored softly and comfortably.

Song Ci sat upright, holding two of the three strands of hair with his two small hands, meticulously alternating the dislocation, putting down one of them, picking up the other strand that hung down, and dismantling it very smoothly.

After receiving the praise of her stupid father, she raised her head and smiled at him in her busy schedule, and then lowered her head and seriously untied her braids.

Father's love is like a mountain, mother's love is like the sea, she feels it, and she is willing to cherish and respond.

The tragedy of a son who wants to raise but doesn't want to be a parent, once is enough!