Song Ci's hands were "injured", and he was almost wrapped into a dumpling by his father, but he didn't dare to resist.

Fortunately, her father still took care of her in the end, marking the official end of this Cold War, although it was still a little unhappy.

Song Ci inherited his father's cheekiness, and after apologizing, he talked about business again.

"Dad, I have a way to make money!"

Song Chunan took a cotton swab and rubbed red potion on her fingers one by one, but coldly refused:

"Don't even think about it. ”

Song Ci protested:

"Dad, you haven't listened to me yet!"

Song Chunan still didn't raise his head:

"What other good way can you do? It's just that you want to film, or hunt, no, and I don't need you. ”

Song Ci choked, first relieved the bad feeling of not being respected, and only after three seconds did he adapt to the new character who is only four and a half years old and has no right to speak.

"Dad, are you worried about me? I know that Dad loves me the most. ”

Song Ci first buttoned a high hat and stroked his hair, and then euphemistically explained:

"Dad, you underestimate me too much, in fact, these things are nothing to me, just like eating and drinking. ”

Seeing that his face was getting heavier and heavier, and the atmosphere of the peace talks, which had finally eased up, was about to take a turn for the worse again, Song Ci hurriedly said the key point.

"I'm not going to joke about my body, and I'm reluctant to worry about you. I'm not going to do stupid things that I can't do without myself, I'm your daughter!"

Song Chun'an raised her eyebrows, not sure whether her tone was pride or mockery.

"Look at the wounds on your body, and do you still have the face?"

Song retracted his hand and tried to hide behind him to hide the evidence.

"It's a little surprise. Listen to me, Dad, you really can. My aunt said that the drought in their brigade was serious, and they were organizing people to dig wells, but this site was not easy to manage. ”

She raised her head, looked directly into his father's eyes, and recommended herself:

"But I can! I can determine where to dig a well. We can make money by crafting, and we can also help the big guys fight drought and harvest more food, and earn a wave of fame.

You don't have to go to the river every day to fetch water, and besides, the river is running out of water. Such a good thing of fame and fortune, why not do it?"

Song Chunan twisted his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about how to completely dispel his daughter's whimsical thoughts, and stop entangling with him about these things that should be worried about adults.

Song Cilu had already thought about it, understood his concerns, glanced at his aunt who was busy stewing wild boar in the stove room, and saw that she didn't pay attention to this side, so she threw herself into her father's arms, hugged his neck and whispered in his ear:

"Dad, you know I have superpowers, I can see where the water is shallow enough to dig a well, it's easy, it's not a hassle at all. Dad is afraid that if others don't believe it, he will say that Dad sees it. ”

Song Chunan was a little moved, and confirmed with her:

"Doesn't it really tire you?"

Song Ci gave him reassurance:

"It's as easy as eating with chopsticks. My ability is automatically restored, and I may not be able to replenish it quickly with this point.

Anyway, it's a waste to put it away, so it's better to make some money and buy some delicious filial piety to my grandma. ”

After listening to her aunt's story of the past, Song Ci was deeply rooted in the image of her father's filial son, and she didn't want to open a breakthrough from here.

Facts have proved that Song Chunguang is indeed extremely attentive to his younger brother and understands his character very thoroughly.

Song Chunan breathed a sigh of relief and asked again:

"That can't be nonsense. We don't know anything about this thing, and if it hurts you, it's not a joke, and it's too late to regret it. ”

Song Ci saw that he didn't get to the bottom of it at all, and only thought about her, so he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, so he simply explained a few words to him.

"Dad, you don't have to be so nervous. It's very obedient, I know how to use it, and it doesn't hurt me. It's like eating and drinking, nothing special. ”

Song Chunan hesitated, and Song Ci was full of eagerness.

"Okay, Daddy, Daddy is the best!"

Song Chunan was a little overwhelmed and asked a new question:

"If someone wants to ask me how I know this craft, what should I say?"