"Don't look at this thing as small, you can't find it when you want to use it, you buy a set and put it at home, it's not easy to lose it."

What Song Ci is introducing is a four-piece nail clipper set.

There are nail clippers, bevel knives, files, and ear rakes.

Although Song Ci didn't understand why there was an ear rake in the nail clipper four-piece set, it didn't affect his sales.

At this time, Song Shouren and Zhao Caixia had already taken Nuan Nuan to walk around the street, and Song Ci was the only one left in front of the stall.

Under Song Ci's "persuasion", the man quickly paid for this four-piece nail clipper set.

"Xiao Song, that's good."

Waiting for the man to leave, Boss Zhou, who was idle next to him, couldn't help but come forward to answer.

"So-so." Song Ci is modest and authentic.

"You are more suitable for business than your father, he is setting up a stall here, and only a few days have a single business, as soon as you come, this business is one order after another."

"Where, it's just luck."

"It's not luck."

Boss Zhou shook his head, he paid special attention to it, every time Song Ci took the initiative to call others, and then the other party would stop three or four times out of ten, as long as he stopped, he would basically buy one or two small things at the stall.

The main reason why it is three or four times out of ten, not eight or nine times out of ten, is that people are too far away from each other now, and they are all on guard against each other.

Even if Song Ci greeted each other warmly, in fact, most of them didn't look back, and some of them even glared at him, and only a small number of people stopped to listen to Song Ci.

And when the flow of people is larger, the fewer people stop, and when the flow of people is smaller, the more people stop, which is really a bit strange.

At this time, the rush hour had passed, and the pedestrians in Sanli Lane had thinned out, so Song Ci also chatted with Boss Zhou.

I know that Boss Zhou has two sons, the eldest son has just gotten married, and the younger son has just graduated from college and is looking for a job everywhere.

While chatting, Song Shouren and Zhao Caixia pulled Nuan Nuan back, Nuan Nuan was holding a marshmallow in her hand, and Song Shouren and Zhao Caixia were each carrying a bag in their hands.

"Dad, Mom, didn't I tell you not to buy her anything?" Song Ci was very helpless.

"Didn't buy anything." Song Shouren said with a flat expression.

Song Ci looked at the sugar-fried chestnuts he was carrying, and the waterless honey cake in Zhao Caixia's hand, which was not counting the marshmallows on his hands.

The few dollars I earned tonight are probably not enough to buy snacks for small things, and I have a full meal at night, and I still buy so much, so I shouldn't bring her here at all.

Seeing the helpless look on Song Ci's face, Zhao Caixia explained with some weakness: "The main thing is to see Nuan Nuan's greedy eyes, in fact, except for the marshmallow, the others are not for her to eat all at once, it will take several days." ”

"Forget it, don't talk about it, buy it all, let's collect the stall and go back."

"Go back so early?" Song Shouren hurriedly said when he heard the words beside him.

Today, it is rare to sell so many goods at one time, and he is reluctant to leave, although Song Ci helped sell them.

"There's no one left, what are you doing here if you don't go back? And Nuan Nuan has to go back to sleep. ”

Song Ci pointed to Nuan Nuan who was sitting on the pony next to him eating marshmallows, the little guy was already sleepy, half-closed eyes, sitting there and shaking, even so, he didn't forget to stick out his little tongue, lick a mouthful of marshmallows, and then then dizzy.

"Hey, I forgot, she didn't fall asleep at noon today, and she played with her eyes open for a long time."

Zhao Caixia remembered this at this time, so she hurriedly bent down to pack her things and prepare to go home.

Song Ci also bent down to help clean up, and when he saw the pile of strange-looking talismans, he took a few more and put them in his pocket.

On the way back, the little one was already asleep on his father's shoulder.

"This naughty little thing, in the day, is the most well-behaved and quiet." Song Ci lowered his voice and said to Song Shouren and his wife.

Looking at the little guy hugging his neck, pillow on his shoulder, and sleeping like a pig, Song Ci felt that his heart was melting, and he was indescribably happy.

"Where is naughty, my family Nuan Nuan is already very well-behaved and sensible."

Even though Song Ci was praising Nuan Nuan, Zhao Caixia still picked out the thorns in his words, and she was brought from childhood to the present, she naturally loved Nuan Nuan to the extreme, no one can say that the little guy is bad, and neither can her father.

When I got home, I didn't wake up Nuan Nuan, but just wiped the little guy's face with a warm towel, and then put her on the bed and let her continue to sleep.

When Song Ci returned to the room after taking a bath, he saw that the little guy turned sideways at some point, like a big broad bean paste, with meat and chubby......

Song Ci wiped his hair with a towel and sat down at the desk, or dresser to be precise.

However, there was no cosmetics on the dresser at this time, only a comb was left alone in front of the dresser.

Song Ci found paper and pen, lay down in front of the dresser, and wrote the first letter to Yun Chuyao.

I love, see the letter like meeting:

After a farewell year, I miss you very much, and I can't forget it for a long time, this opportunity ......

The more Song Ci wrote, the more uncomfortable he became, and then he crossed out all the things he wrote, and the last half of the paper was smeared with more than half of it, and after thinking about it, he could only find a clean one again and write it from scratch.

Wife, long time no see:

It's been almost three years, time flies, but my child and I have never forgotten your thoughts, you still remember telling me before, when Nuan Nuan is a little older, we will take her to see the sea and climb the mountains......

As the tip of the pen spit out one word after another, Song Ci's memory seems to have returned to the time when Nuan Nuan was just born and their family of three.

"Oops, why are there so many, so stinky?"

Song Ci held his breath with disgust, pinching his fingertips to change the diaper.

"The child's poop doesn't stink, I want to write it down and tell her when she's older that her father dislikes her as a stinky baby." Yun Chuyao said with a smile beside him.

"You, this is called provoking the relationship between our father and daughter, what good is it for you?"

"How can it be called provocation? I'll just tell you the truth. ”

"Okay, then you can change it for her."

"Don't."

Yun Chuyao said this, but when he turned around, he brought a basin of warm water, and helped the little guy wash the little fart without disgust.

"Call Mom, Call Mommy, Mommy ......"

Yun Chuyao looked gentle, hugged her daughter and kissed her again, but the little guy was too small, she only knew that she was grinning at her, but she didn't wait for that mother in the end.

After writing the letter, Song Ci folded it, put it on the dresser, and then made his wish.

In his apprehensive mood, the wish of the letter was realized, and the letter became illusory, giving people a sense of ethereal and ethereal.

Wishing power: 55

Refining gas: 1.06

Wish: Resurrect his wife Yun Chuyao (10000)

Breathing instead of self-breathing (500)

Wife Yun Chuyao freely enters and leaves Taoyuan Village of the deceased (1000)

Free access to the village of the deceased (500)

Transcendent Item Location (3600)

Locations of all transcendent items (3600)

Location of an Extraordinary Item (100)

Originally, there were 57 wish power points, but the origin of the wishing white cloud hairpin cost 1 point, and the wish just now cost another 1 point, so now there are only 55 points left.

But what surprised him a little was that the refining and refining qi actually rose by 0.01, although it was very little, almost negligible, but the progress visible to the naked eye still made him feel very excited.

However, seeing the large list of unfulfilled wishes below, Song Ci felt a little obstructive, how long has it been, there are so many, if it is not known how long it will be in the future, so ......

He made two more wishes, adjusted the virtual layout, added dotting and hiding functions.

Wishing Power: 53

Refining gas: 1.06+

Wish: Wife Yun Chuyao freely enters and exits the deceased's Taoyuan Village (1000)

Add points to directly consume the wish power value, converted into qi, 5 points for a trace, although it consumes 1 wish power value, but to transform the wish into a function, doing so, is simply once and for all, will save a lot of wish power value for the future.

As for the hidden function, only the most urgent wish to be completed at the moment is retained, and the others can be opened and viewed at any time according to his heart.

However, when he saw his wife's wish to let his wife Yun Chuyao freely enter and leave the deceased's Taoyuan Village, Song Ci suddenly thought of a question, this is a permanent permission, so what if I wish to let my wife freely enter and leave the deceased's Taoyuan Village for a day? What about an hour? Will it be less?

Thinking of this, Song Ci's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot, and the huge joy overwhelmed him, he was really stupid, why didn't he think of it before, calmed down his mood, and made a wish for the day.

And then—

Wife Yun Chuyao freely entered and exited the deceased's Taoyuan Village for a day (1000)

Wife Yun Chuyao freely entered and exited the deceased's Taoyuan Village for one hour (1000)

……

All the times are the same.

How much anticipation there was just now, how much disappointment there is now, Song Ci's huge disappointment could not be hidden, his body seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he sat on the chair and was sore.

It turns out that the willingness value consumed in and out of Taoyuan Village is permission, and has nothing to do with time.

Song Ci sighed deeply, walked to the side of the bed and lay down gently, holding the little guy in his arms.

"Good night, baby ......"

"Good night, dear......"

PS: Jar, jar, monthly pass flying~