But when he pushed the door open, he saw Su Zhiyi lying on the bed, his legs raised high, and he was swaying boredly at the moment.

Looking at her, she didn't seem to be sleepy at all, and Song Maolin was already sleepy.

"Tangtang, it's not early, hurry up and go to bed. ”

"Aunt Lin, you came back just in time, I'm looking for you!"

Song Maolin sighed in her heart, and then saw Su Zhiyi open with a smile: "I want to eat apples!"

Song Maolin suddenly wanted to fry her hair, but she still coaxed patiently: "What time is it, you will grow worm teeth if you eat apples now, and you will eat it tomorrow." ”

Su Zhiyi listened to Song Maolin's words, and said a little reluctantly: "But what my mother said, every day an apple disease stays away from me, I didn't eat an apple today, Aunt Lin, do you want me to get sick and die?"

Looking at Su Zhiyi's pitiful appearance, Song Maolin's heart felt as if she was blocked by something, she wanted to exhale the turbid air in her chest hard, and took a few deep breaths to finally suppress the boredom in her heart.

She continued to be patient: "How could Aunt Lin think that my Tangtang baby is sick? Tangtang will live a long life!"

Although she was gentle on the surface, in her heart she roared like a femme fatale: Die!

"But it's too late now, and if I keep going out like this, your mom and dad won't have a good rest. ”

"No, Mom and Dad's bedroom is far away from the kitchen, Aunt Lin is lighter, Mom and Dad will definitely not hear it!" Su Zhiyi blinked a pair of big eyes to give her an idea.

Gotcha, after talking about it for a long time, do you still have to eat this apple?

Song Maolin was extremely helpless, so she could only drag her tired body and tiptoe to the kitchen.

Watching her leave with a drooping face, Su Zhiyi was very happy, fell back on the bed, and waited comfortably for Song Maolin.

Song Maolin finally washed the apple with water, and walked back with the wet apple that was still dripping, and when she entered the door, she forgot that Song Yanran was sleeping where she was lying opposite the door, and stepped on her without paying attention.

Song Yanran woke up in a daze, moved her fingers that were trampled on, and looked up at her mother.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

There was still some slurred in her voice, with a sense of sleepiness that she hadn't woken up, which made Song Maolin's anger soar like fried hair.

"What's wrong, just sleep well!" her voice was a little loud, so frightened that Su Zhiyi on the bed sat up and looked at her with some grievances.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly put away her expression, for fear that Su Zhiyi would think that she was speaking harshly.

"Tangtang, eat quickly, go to bed after eating. Su Zhiyi had almost no patience, and he had to suppress his temper at the moment, which made Song Maolin very bored.

Su Zhiyi looked at her with big eyes, and said a little timidly: "Aunt Lin, am I too annoying?"

Be!

Song Maolin nodded heavily in her heart, but shook her head gently on her face, and asked with a little worry, "Why do you think so?"

"I think I must be so annoying that even Aunt Lin, who likes me the most, bothers me. Su Zhiyi shook his head and didn't pick up the apple.

Song Maolin remembered the way she spoke fiercely just now, and hurriedly persuaded: "It's not about Tangtang, it's your sister Yanran who made me angry!"

Su Zhiyi asked worriedly, "Is Aunt Lin really not angry with Tangtang?"

"No, Aunt Lin is really not angry with Tangtang!"

As if the heavy stone in his heart fell to the ground, Su Zhiyi immediately smiled, and hurriedly reached out to take the apple.

Looking at her smiling appearance, Song Maolin was disdainful: after all, she was just a straw bag who only knew how to eat!

But when Su Zhiyi got the apple, his brows furrowed slightly, and he kept looking at the apple, but he didn't move.

Song Maolin was looking forward to her eating the apple and going to bed quickly, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't apples have to be peeled?"

Su Zhiyi's words stopped Song Maolin, and Song Maolin scolded in her heart: Are you a golden mouth? If you don't peel it, you can't still do it?

"Mom said you can't eat it without peeling it. Su Zhiyi continued.

Seeing that Song Maolin didn't speak, she spoke again: "There are pesticides on it, and there are ......"

"I'm going to peel you. Song Maolin's buttocks, which had just been touched on the bed, had to leave the bed again.

"Auntie, I have a fruit knife on my bedside table. Su Zhiyi said meekly, joke, let her take it out and peel it, what if she spits on it?

Song Maolin was stunned for a moment, and then said half-loudly: "...... Good. ”

Finally finished peeling the apple for Su Zhiyi, and watched her finish eating, Song Maolin looked up at the clock on the wall a little tiredly, and the clock was about to point to the 12 position.

She yawned involuntarily and half-lay on the bed.

For the hours that followed, the room was filled with a voice.

"Aunt Lin, I want to drink water. ”

"Oh......"

"Aunt Lin, I want to pee, but I don't dare to go. ”

"Ahh......h

"Aunt Lin, I'm a little hungry and want to eat noodles. ”

In the end, Song Maolin really couldn't get up, is this dead child going to toss her to death?!

This night, Song Maolin could only hear two words in her ears, that is, 'Aunt Lin'.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning that Song Maolin was finally able to sleep, and the endless waking up and sleeping at night made her a little unsure even when she could finally sleep.

Su Zhiyi's family motto is to go to bed early and get up early to be in good health, she almost didn't sleep all night in order to toss Song Maolin, but fortunately she got up early and got up at five o'clock.

After getting dressed, she looked at Song Maolin, who was sleeping very soundly next to her, and couldn't help sneering, and then deliberately bypassed Song Yanran and walked out of the house lightly.

Xia Wenfang had already made breakfast, and after Su Changzhi cleaned up, the family of three sat down to eat.

"Tang Tang, where is your Aunt Lin?"

Su Zhiyi took a bite of the fritters and said vaguely: "I'm still sleeping, she seems to have been sleeping a lot lately." ”

Su Zhizhi's casual words caused ripples in Su Changzhi's heart, and he naturally knew why Song Maolin felt so much.

"Why didn't you wake up your Aunt Lin when you got up?" Su Changzhi was afraid that Xia Wenfang would find something, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to change the topic.

Su Zhiyi lowered his head and ate fritters, his eyes were cold at the angle that Su Changzhi couldn't see: "Our family gets up early, I don't know if Aunt Lin is like this at home, in case she usually has to sleep until nine o'clock before getting up, is it rude for me to call her up?"

Su Changzhi listened to her words and didn't say anything, only ate a few quick bites and then returned to the army.

Before leaving, his eyes also glanced at Su Zhiyi's bedroom, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he seemed to be a little unhappy, which happened to fall in the eyes of Su Zhiyi on the side.

Su Zhiyi didn't seem to see his gaze, she still drank the porridge in the bowl leisurely, drank the last bite of porridge, put the bowl aside, and then pushed the chair before she left the table.