Song Chun'an went for a long time, and when he came back, he not only took back a hot water bottle filled with hot water, but also brought back Li Shenxing, who had just finished work.

That's not all, he mysteriously approached his daughter-in-law and whispered to him.

Song Ci was choked by dog food and had nothing to love, so he let go of his mental power to listen to it as if he was looking for abuse, and he really heard a terrible secret.

Song Chunan whispered to Li Shengnan:

"Daughter-in-law, I heard that there is a good thing for you women to use for good things, called sanitary napkins.

I heard that it is made of cotton, which is cleaner and more hygienic than the menstrual toilet paper you use now, and it is very convenient, so you can do any work without delay.

You give me some money, and I'll give you a touch tomorrow. ”

Song Ci was slightly stunned, first surprised.

For girls who are favored by their aunts, sanitary napkins are really an indispensable good monthly companion.

Surprise is followed by doubt.

With the current level of technology, can disinfection be in place?

Is there still capacity to keep up?

Under such a scarce condition of materials, raw materials cannot be supplied, right? We must first solve the basic livelihood problems of the people in the disaster area.

In the end, I thought, which talented eldest sister made this sanitary napkin? Could it be that Song Pandi gave it to Su in advance?

The more Song Ci thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, for fear that her mother would use substandard sanitary napkins and contract gynecological diseases, so she wanted to stop them from trying new products.

The first person to eat crabs may be able to eat delicious food, or they may be injured by crab claws.

But what was she going to say?

She is a four-and-a-half-year-old girl, she shouldn't know so much.

I really want to grow up!

Song Ci was extremely helpless, forcibly suppressed his impulse, and made another plan.

Maybe when her father really gets sanitary napkins, she will find a way to disinfect them first?

Alcohol soaking, sun exposure, drug anti-virus?

This is a bit difficult, she hasn't paid attention to the production of sanitary napkins.

In the past, it was possible to buy and use it at any time, but then I couldn't use it for a long time, and I couldn't remember this stubble. Green

Optimistically, if this sanitary napkin can be launched, maybe the quality has reached the standard?

It's better than toilet paper, right?

Song Ci was entangled for a while, and sighed secretly.

Sure enough, ignorance is the happiest, and all troubles are self-inflicted. If she is really a four-year-old child, she doesn't need to worry about these things, just eat and sleep every day.

No matter, sleep, it's useless to worry, I'll talk about it tomorrow.

However, before Song Ci could figure out how to remind her mother, she couldn't think about it anymore.

Early the next morning, she followed Song Chun'an, who also didn't wake up, and the two of them were airdropped by helicopter to the disaster area in the south.

Well, since the two of them showed their hands, they thought of this day.

In the following days, Song Ci followed her father, and with the strict protection and assistance of a team of soldiers, she traveled around the disaster area to help search and save people.

Song Ci's mental power was fully turned on 24 hours a day, and she slept intermittently in her father's arms for a while, and basically never slept either.

Song Chunan is not distressed.

But since you're here, let's get the job done.

Saving people is a good thing, and when their superiors trust them, they do their best to do it.

What Song Chunan didn't say was that since he decided to show his daughter's unique ability, in order not to attract the villain's concern, he had to shine this skill more thoroughly, so that his superiors were willing to protect them more, and also let those who were not right-minded have a fear.

The girl is tired of this experience, and it's fine.

Song Ci was also tired, but he still gritted his teeth and carried it down.

To be honest, these days she has been pampered by her parents, and her stress tolerance has weakened a lot, and she almost forgets the self who has been tortured every day.

It's really easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it's hard to go from luxury to thrift.

If this continues, will she be spoiled as a little princess by her parents?

Song Ci's thinking diverged, and then she concentrated her mental induction, pulled her father's sleeve and whispered:

"Ten o'clock, seventy meters. ”

Song Chunan then repeated loudly:

"Ten o'clock, seventy meters. ”

Rescue operations are underway again.