Song Chi has some self-doubt now.

As the only seedling of the Song family, he perfectly inherited all the advantages of his father Song Shuqiu, and is an authentic Grande.

Of course, there are still some differences between him and Song Shuqiu.

Song Shuqiu's criticism is a criticism of others, the exploitation of ordinary people by capitalists, and the blatant robbery of a father against his son.

And Song Chi's picking, only for himself.

You must know that the reason why he was able to take out such a huge amount of money to buy Zhong Xue low yesterday was because he walked with his head down every day and picked it up from a steel hammer on the ground.

Use your own money to buy Zhong Xue low?

No way.

When pigs fly.

But now he is willing to pay 300 phone bills to make up for the TV bill he owes.

In fact, Song Chi also has his own thoughtfulness.

He was so tired now that he just wanted to put on the quilt and get some sleep.

However, Xia Yu's young temperament jumps out, and now he is more like a curious baby pestering him, how can he sleep well?

When he saw himself in the mirror just now, his face was pale and he didn't look like a living person, Song Chi was sure that if he didn't sleep again, he would probably be in the local newspaper tomorrow.

The efficiency of modern society is very fast, and less than two minutes after the number three hundred was swept away from Song Chi's mobile phone, a TV screen with snowflakes began to appear.

A man and a woman are kissing passionately together.

Xia Yuyou's face, who had been staring at the TV screen, turned red instantly, she subconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes, but her sneaky eyes were revealed between her fingers, looking at the men and women on the TV shyly.

Song Chi coughed embarrassedly, and was a little unskilled in controlling the remote control in his hand, and finally chose a documentary.

Several large solemn words appear on the screen.

"Chinese Civilization".

"This is a large-scale historical documentary launched by the central station, each episode reflects the different humanistic themes of each era, in accordance with the longitudinal order of time, starting from the Neolithic Age 5,000 years ago, ending before the Opium War, with archaeological evidence, ruins and cultural relics as strong evidence, truly and clearly showing the great process of the evolution of Chinese civilization, reflecting the national spirit of self-improvement and virtue of the descendants of Yan and Huang."

Song Chi put down his phone and coughed.

"If you want to integrate into today's society, you must first understand history, world history has no meaning for you at present, so you can first understand our Chinese civilization, so that you will not have a sense of historical discontinuity, and it will be easier to accept new things in the future."

Xia Yu looked at the TV and then at Song Chi, although he didn't understand too much, he still nodded obediently.

Seeing the girl's well-behaved appearance, Song Chi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It would be nice if this girl had been so well-behaved.

"Then you watch here first, I'll go make up for sleep, there's nothing important, don't bother me."

"Uh-oh."

Xia Yuyou responded perfunctorily.

Seeing that the girl's mind was already on the TV at the moment, Song Chi dragged her tired body back to the bedroom.

Before going to bed, I habitually opened my mobile phone and took a look, and found four or five missed calls, all of which were from Wang Chuan.

He threw his phone to the head of the bed, and as soon as he closed his eyes for a while, he felt a chill on his head.

It's as if you're blowing on your head with the air conditioner on.

The air conditioner in the bedroom is installed in the corner, and it stands to reason that there will be no cold wind blowing on your body, let alone overhead.

Song Chi didn't want to pay attention to it, because he was too tired now, but the cold wind was getting stronger and stronger, and in the end, he actually made a sound.

"Ah~Huh~~~Ah~Huh~~~~"

He snapped his eyes open.

"Are you sick?"

Xia Yuyou, who was floating at the head of the bed and blowing on top of Song Chi's head, just took a breath, and her little face was round.

Seeing that Song Chi was angry, she slowly turned her head to the side.

"Silk Silk ......"

Song Chi looked at Xia Yuyou, who gently spit out the air in his mouth little by little, and his eyelids jumped wildly.

It wasn't until a little face returned to normal that Xia Yuyou turned her head and pretended to be annoyed.

"Why do you scold people at every turn, so unqualified!"

Song Chi laughed angrily.

This girl even beat a rake.

He got up from the bed, took a deep breath, and squirted wildly at Xia Yuyou.

The girl in the JK uniform looked weak under the strong wind, and her figure became illusory.

"Stop blowing! There's saliva, it's dirty! ”

Seeing that the girl was a little angry, Song Chi stopped his childish behavior with interest, looked at Xia Yuyou and said dissatisfiedly:

"You don't want to watch TV, why are you running to me?"

"It's not pretty."

"How good do you want to watch a documentary, the most important thing for us now is to learn, learn! It's not a question of whether it's good or not. ”

"I don't care, I don't want to see it anyway."

The two of them looked at each other with big eyes, speechless for a while.

Realizing that he couldn't beat this unreasonable girl at all, Song Chi sighed, got up and walked to the living room, and played the TV program.

"Say what you want to see."

Xia Yuyou was already sitting upright on the sofa, with two little hands on her laps and her back straight, if she didn't know that this girl was not a good match, Song Chi would have almost been deceived by her appearance as a good baby.

He yawned, his eyes were almost unable to open, looked at the girl's serious appearance, and asked:

"What the hell do you want to see?"

The girl who was about to answer suddenly had her eyes lit up, pointed to the picture on the TV, and said with some excitement:

"This, that's it."

Song Chi nodded, didn't bother to see what program Xia Yuyou chosen, got up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Super Baby JIJI, Age-appropriate Enlightenment ......"

A voice from behind him brought his footsteps to a halt in the doorway.

He turned away, his eyes wide open.

Several animated characters on TV are happily playing with toy excavators, and Xia Yuyou looks envious in front of the TV, with a fine light in his eyes.

"This girl is hopeless......"

He doesn't care much anymore, anyway, from the current point of view, this thousand-year-old baby is still quite old.

……

……

"Tick ...... Tick ......"

I don't know how long it took, and in the darkness, Song Chi once again heard the tingling sound of dripping water.

He sat up sharply, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

Listening to the sound that was still coming from the direction of the bathroom, Song Chi, who couldn't bear it, finally became angry in his heart.

This girl is endless!

He jumped out of bed barefoot, and in a few steps ran to the open bathroom door, peering inside.

A familiar scene came into view again.

Only this time, the red big wedding robe was replaced by a JK uniform, and the petite girl was now soaking face down in the water, floating in the bathtub.