Song Baoxuan yawned, then closed her eyes and went to sleep, it was quite late now, if she usually would have fallen asleep.

Li Dahua, like Song Baoxuan when she was a child, gently patted her behind Song Baoxuan's back with one hand to coax her to sleep, and Song Baoxuan fell asleep all of a sudden.

Song Rongchang slept alone tonight, and he didn't feel very comfortable, as if the bed suddenly widened.

The next day, when Song Rongrong woke up, she saw Song Baoxuan and Li Dahua sleeping in a quilt, and she asked strangely.

"Baoxuan, didn't you sleep with me in a bed last night, did I remember wrong?"

Song Baoxuan stretched out in the quilt, she slept very comfortably last night, she had been sleeping with Li Dahua before, and she was still no stranger.

"Auntie, didn't my mother say that I didn't sleep honestly, maybe I slept too dishonestly last night, and then accidentally got into my mother's bed."

"Oh, it seems that you sleep like your mother said, it's so dishonest."

Li Dahua smiled beside him and didn't speak.

"I'll go boil hot water first and order some noodles by the way, and then you will come over to wash your face and have breakfast, and then you will set off for the county seat."

"Sister-in-law, I'll help you, Baoxuan will lie down for a while."

Song Baoxuan shook her head and said.

"I'm not lying down."

Li Dahua went out to feel the weather today, and then came back and said to Song Baoxuan.

"Xiaobao, it's a little cold outside, you wear more clothes and go out, don't get frozen."

"Well, I know, mother."

"Why don't you wear the little leather shoes that your father bought for you today, and then add a pair of plaid pants and a little white sweater, so that you look good and warm."

Li Dahua said while helping Song Baoxuan take out the clothes, this white sweater was knitted by her for Song Baoxuan, not thick or thin, and a short sleeve was worn inside the sweater, which was just suitable for today's weather.

"Wait for my mother to tie two more balls for you, so it will look better."

Song Baoxuan: "This is not suitable for a mature and stable self, can she choose to refuse?"

When Li Dahua was cooking noodles, she poured a lot of leftover rabbit meat and pheasant meat from last night, and then Chen Meili was almost drooling from the fragrance while she was still in the bed.

She didn't have to think twice to know where the smell was coming from.

Chen Meili scolded and scolded twice, put her head under the quilt and continued to sleep.

When Song Qiu got up, he saw Song Baoxuan standing in the yard dressed beautifully, and his clothes were still worn by Song Baoxuan before, and he didn't know how many holes he had patched.

These holes were all made up by Brother Song Zhao, and they were not very good-looking, and the needlework was a little crooked.

As soon as Song Qiu and Song Baoxuan compared, the jealousy in her heart arose again, she especially resented the injustice of fate, and also resented Song Baoxuan.

This resentment is because she wants things but can't get them, but Song Baoxuan easily owns them, so Song Qiu slowly decided in her heart that Song Baoxuan robbed her of her things.

Song Baoxuan felt that Song Qiu was staring at her again, but when she looked back, Song Qiu had already withdrawn her gaze.

Song Baoxuan looked at Song Qiu's back for a few seconds, and then stopped paying attention to her.

It's not the first time Song Zhi has carried people, and after he rode the bicycle very steadily, he began to practice riding people.

And the objects used for this practice are Song Hui and Song Yao.

At first, the two of them were quite happy because they could make bicycles, but after being thrown off the bike by Song Zhi a few times, they couldn't be happy.

Of course, only Song Hui and Song Yao fell, and the bicycle was well protected by Song Zhi, and it didn't fall to the ground once.

Song Hui and Song Yao said that they didn't want to ride a bicycle anymore, so Song Zhi threatened them with the three birds.

He said that if they didn't ride the bike, he would throw the three birdies out.

Song Zhi's threat is very useful, and now Song Hui and Song Yao can treasure those three little birds, and go to dig earthworms for them three meals a day.

When the sun is out, take them outside to bask in the sun, but when the sun is too big, I take them into the house for fear that they will have problems.

At night, I also put them in my own house, and made a new nest for them with clothes that I couldn't wear to prevent them from getting frozen.

Song Yao almost went to sleep with the bird's nest, but was sternly rejected by Song Hui, and then had to give up.

Not to mention, they have raised it for so many days, and not a single bird has died, which is also quite powerful.

After all, these three birds are too small, their hair has not grown, and they are too easy to die.

Of course, Song Zhi couldn't really throw the three little birds out, he was afraid that his two sons would not recognize him as their own father.

Woo, that's humbling