Song Yao said with some concern.

"That's... So when Da Fei and Xiao Fei learn to fly, what should they do if they fly away and don't come back? It's good that they don't fly, so they don't fly away and stay with us. ”

Song Hui looked at Da Fei and Xiao Fei and was silent for a while, and said to Song Hui.

"They won't leave, they will definitely be reluctant to leave us. Big Fly and Little Fly are birds, and we can't let them not even be able to fly, that would be too selfish. ”

"If they can fly, if they really want to fly away, then fly away! After all, they are supposed to be birds flying around in the sky, not chickens raised at home. ”

Song Yao stared at Da Fei and Xiao Fei tightly and said.

"But... I can't bear it, brother! ”

However, Da Fei and Xiao Fei can't fly down the courtyard wall by themselves today.

They have now found a comfortable place to nest, and although they are hungry, they can't get down, and they can't do anything.

Song Hui stared at them with a look of hatred and hatred, and Song Baoxuan patted Song Hui and said.

"Xiaohui, it's not a hurry to teach them to fly, it's too difficult to let them learn to fly in a day, come little by little! They are birds and will definitely fly. ”

"Hmm. Little aunt, I see. ”

Song Hui finally picked up Da Fei and Xiao Fei in the evening.

"Why are you two so stupid? You can't fly down, can you fight a little bit? ”

Da Fei and Xiao Fei finally came down, rubbing Song Hui's hand affectionately, chirping, and Song Hui sighed.

"That's it for today, and I'll think of another way to teach you tomorrow."

When Song Hui and Song Yao fed Da Fei and Xiao Fei food, they were very distressed to see them eager to eat.

Da Fei and Xiao Fei haven't eaten for a day, and they are both hungry.

However, Song Hui still did not discourage his determination, he was bound to let Da Fei and Xiao Fei learn to fly.

At night, Song Zhaodi finally waited for Song Qiu to fall asleep, and then whispered tentatively twice.

"Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu."

Song Qiu didn't react, his breathing was very steady, and it seemed that he was already asleep.

Then Brother Song Zhaodi tiptoed out of bed and secretly took out a black plastic bag from under the bed.

The plastic bag contained the herbs that Song Baoxuan gave her, and Song Zhaodi usually didn't dare to boil the herbs openly to drink.

She was afraid that others would ask herself, why drink herbs? Then she really didn't know how to answer?

Brother Song didn't dare to tell anyone about her physical problems, she was already very inferior, and after knowing her physical problems, her inferiority complex became even more serious.

She was worried that if Song Dali knew that she had a physical problem, she would dislike herself very much, and even hate herself as much as Chen Meili used to.

Brother Song Zhao quietly opened the door of his house, and looked back at Song Qiu, making sure that she was not awake, and walked out with a sigh of relief.

Song Zhaodi was also very careful when he went to the kitchen, trying not to make a sound, so as not to wake up the people in the house.

But even if she didn't wake up the others, someone occasionally had to get up to go to the toilet at night!

Wu Yan drank a little too much water tonight, and was awakened by urine at night, and then got up to go to the toilet with sleepiness.

She found that there was light in the kitchen, and Wu Yan's sleepiness was frightened.

On this big night, why is there still someone in the kitchen?

Wu Yan quietly walked over to see what was going on.

When Wu Yan saw that it was Song Zhaodi in the kitchen, she was stunned for a moment, why did Song Zhaodi come to the kitchen so late when he didn't sleep?

And she could smell a very strange smell in the kitchen, very unpleasant.

Wu Yan asked directly.

"Brother Zhao, you don't sleep at night, what are you cooking in the kitchen?"

Brother Song Zhaodi was frightened by Wu Yan's sudden voice, and stood up directly, her reaction was too strong, and Wu Yan was startled again.

She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Wu Yan, and said with some stammering.

"Two... Second aunt. ”

"Well, Brother Zhao, you're so late, what are you still cooking in the kitchen?"

Brother Song Zhaodi kept his head down and didn't speak, and Wu Yan sighed.

The taste in the kitchen is not for eating, so Brother Song Zhao didn't get up at night to eat secretly, Wu Yan asked again.

"Can't you say? The second aunt is just asking. ”

Brother Song Zhao prayed humbly.

"Two... Second aunt, can I... Don't say? ”

Wu Yan is not strong, Song Zhaodi has always been very honest and will not do anything bad, if she doesn't say it, then she won't ask.