Song Zhaodi's health is not good, if she doesn't give away the cold in Song Zhaodi's body, it will have a great impact on her body in the future.

Especially the issue of heirs, which people value very much now, if they don't adjust it well, it will be difficult for Song Zhaodi to have children in the future.

The reason why Song Baoxuan didn't tell the situation directly on the spot was because he was afraid that this matter would affect Song Zhaodi.

There were so many people present at that time, and there were several outsiders, if she had said it, it might not have been long before the whole village knew about it.

After that, it will be very difficult for Song Zhaodi to get married, and he will even be talked about behind the back of the people in the village, and there are not many girls at such a young age who can stand the gossip.

And now a girl, if she can't have a child or it is difficult to conceive a child, no one will want to marry her.

Nowadays, the biggest idea of people marrying a daughter-in-law is to continue the incense, if you can't have children, then almost no one will want it.

Even if someone is willing to marry, it will not be a good family, and he may even have to marry a very old man to continue his chord.

Not married? That's almost impossible, the village can talk about you to death, and even your own parents won't agree, no matter what, they have to let you marry, and they will tie you up to marry.

Song Baoxuan didn't know how to talk to Song Dali about it, although Song Dali was not bad, he was still quite patriarchal.

If he knew about Song Zhaodi's physical problems, he didn't know what he would do.

Song Baoxuan decided not to tell anyone first, and then tell her when Song Zhaodi was better.

She can give her herbs to recuperate, but at the same time, she also has to take care of her body, otherwise this conditioning will be white.

The next day, Song Zhaodi was still very weak and lay down and didn't get up, Song Dali let her rest, and Chen Meili didn't dare to say anything.

Song Qiu had to wash the clothes alone, and she was reluctant to wear new cotton clothes.

She thought in her heart that this new cotton clothes would have to be worn when Xia Rui and the others came, so that they could not be soiled.

Song Qiu came back from washing clothes and said very unhappily to Brother Song Zhao.

"Sister, you fell into the water, and now I have to wash the clothes alone, the water is so cold, my hands are frozen red."

Brother Song Zhaodi lay on the bed and looked at Song Qiu's swollen hands, and said guiltily.

"Xiaoqiu, I'm sorry, you wait for me in a few days, and I'll wash the clothes by myself."

"Sister, get better quickly, I don't want to do laundry anymore."

"Okay, I got it."

Xia Rui and Xia Huashu came quite early today, Xia Huashu carried a pink schoolbag with a lot of things in it, she looked at Xia Rui and said.

"Brother, you can go play, you can pick me up in the evening."

Originally, Xia Rui was running here and there all day long, and Xia Huashu would not think that Xia Rui could stay here with her.

Xia Rui glanced at Song Baoxuan, who was walking towards them, and said to Xia Huashu.

"Shushu, your brother and I have nothing to do today, so let's stay here with you for a while!"

"Well, okay! Xiaobao, I brought you colored pens, can you help me draw? ”

Song Baoxuan looked at the colored pencil in Xia Huashu's hand and nodded.

"Yes!"

Xia Rui asked embarrassedly.

"Song Baoxuan, can you draw one for me too?"

Song Baoxuan thought it was too troublesome to draw two, so she said.

"Why don't you two brothers and sisters just draw on a piece of paper?"

"Yes, I want to draw on a piece of paper with my brother."

Xia Rui also nodded in agreement.

"Okay, you guys find a warmer place to sit, do you have any posture and background requirements?"

Xia Huashu didn't forget to bring food for Song Baoxuan today.

"Xiaobao, we're not in a hurry, I brought you a lot of delicious food, you eat quickly!"

"I haven't digested my breakfast yet, and I don't want to eat it yet, so you can keep it for yourself!"

Xia Huashu shook her head, she was using it to feed the ugly Song Baoxuan, and she couldn't eat it herself.

"This is for you, aren't we good friends? So you're going to eat. ”

Song Baoxuan: What kind of logic is this, and they are not good friends yet! At best, it's just an ordinary friend.

"Wait a minute, I'm not hungry now, a good friend can't force the other party to do something she doesn't want to do!"

“… All right! Then you must eat it later, you know? ”

"Well, I'll eat when I'm hungry."

The door of Song Baoxuan's house was not locked, Xia Huashu didn't ask Song Baoxuan at all, she directly put the things she brought into Song Baoxuan's house.

Song Baoxuan was very emotionally moved by Xia Huashu's self-familiarity, and now her house is like her house.