After telling Yun Wanli, Song Ci returned to the room.

But at this time, he was already sleepy, not that he was worried about Yun Wanli, he had already reminded him like this, Yun Wanli They still can't handle it well, it will be too wasteful.

Feng Zhiheng's hypnotism is indeed powerful, but it is also relative to ordinary people, whether there is mental calculation or not, so many people will be recruited.

But it doesn't mean that he is invincible, hypnotism is not a secret technique, there are many experts in this area in China, and there are many hypnosis masters.

Song Ci believes that before dawn tomorrow, an expert will be stationed in the Jiangzhou Public Security Bureau, and this is the power of the government.

And Feng Zhiheng has been broken by his hypnosis, and he can't make any waves.

"Huh...... Ahh......h

At this moment, Nuan Nuan next to her suddenly clicked her mouth, and when she was asleep, she even made a sound, and she didn't know what to dream of.

She danced happily, and the quilt on her body was kicked away.

Song Ci picked up the quilt and covered it with helplessness.

The most tiring thing about taking care of a child is to take care of it at night.

Because children like to kick the quilt when they sleep at night, when the adults next to them sleep, they can't sleep too deeply, and always pay attention to whether they kick the quilt.

Of course, you can also ignore it, but the end result of ignoring it is usually a cold and cold.

The focus of a cold will be a fever, then it will be troublesome, the temperature of the child's fever is too high, which will cause a lot of sequelae, directly burn out the brain, and become a fool abounds.

So being a parent is really scared, like walking a tightrope, after all, if you really become a fool, that family is basically over.

If you have a cold, you will cough, don't think that this will be fine, because the child's digestive system is not fully mature, and if the cough is too severe, it will spit up milk and spit out food, lie on the bed, cough twice, and vomit all over the bed with food residues, so you can only get up and change the sheets to clean up.

No matter how severe the cough is, it will also cause pneumonia, and the high fever will not go away, and the antipyretic medicine will not work, which is even more troublesome.

So raising children, it's really walking on thin ice, not as beautiful as imagined.

Of course, some people may say that they are also healthy and healthy when they raise piglets, but how to say it, everything is afraid of what if, what if?

Except for some parents with big hearts, or parents who can't help it, they actually pay attention to this aspect.

So don't look at the little guy who is cute and cute on weekdays, but he is also a torturous "little monster".

No, Song Ci just wanted to lie down, but the little thing kicked the quilt away again.

Song Ci had no choice but to cover her again, then leaned sideways, arched his right arm, and gently hugged her in his arms, making her unable to move, and then he closed his eyes.

At the beginning, Song Ci was very unaccustomed to such a sleeping position, but after a long time, he slowly got used to it.

Song Ci, who was lying down, had a lot of thoughts, thinking about going to repair the car tomorrow morning, thinking about the results of Yun Wanli's interrogation of Feng Zhiheng, and thinking about the value of the will......

Before he knew it, he fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, it was already dawn, and Nuan Nuan was arching in his arms like a little pig.

When Song Ci looked at her, she also happened to look at Song Ci, and the two met in the air.

"Hey...... hey" the little guy immediately grinned and smirked.

"What are you doing?" Song Ci asked speechlessly.

The little one's little hand was on his stomach and was about to lift his clothes.

"I'm going to see Daddy's belly button." The little guy said, and lifted Song Ci's clothes.

"Hey, what are you doing here, what's so nice about your navel?" Song Ci held her little hand, a little speechless.

"I'm going to see if there's anything hidden in your belly button." Nuan Nuan is straightforward.

"Who told you I had something hidden in my belly button?" Song Ci was a little crying and laughing.

"Piggy told me."

"Piglet? When? ”

Song Ci was a little surprised, who is Little Pig? Which child in the community?

"A little pig is a little pig, it told me in a dream last night."

Nuan Nuan said, and stretched out her fingers, pushing the tip of her nose upwards, comparing it to a pig's nose.

"Don't top, don't top, or you'll really become a little pig."

Song Ci hurriedly grabbed her little hand, the little guy's nose was straight and upturned, if it turned into a collapsed nose, it would be ugly.

But I'm really speechless about her words, and she can take dreams seriously.

"Dreams are fake." Song Ci said helplessly.

"No, the dream is real." The little one's eyes widened and he swore by it.

"Oh, tell me, then, when is it true? →_→" Song Ci asked speechlessly.

"It's yesterday's yesterday's yesterday's ......"

"I dreamed that my grandmother burned me a delicious chicken thigh, and then my grandmother burned a big chicken leg for me, but it was delicious."

The little guy said, and said that he was still savoring.

"Hmph, so the dream is true, hurry up and show me your belly button, if there's anything hidden in it."

As he spoke, he threw himself directly into Song Ci's arms and wanted to lift Song Ci's clothes.

"That's not going to work." Song Ci hurriedly pressed her little hand.

However, the more Song Ci is like this, the more Nuan Nuan believes that Song Ci's navel must have something good hidden in his eyes.

Zhao Caixia in the living room heard the laughter of the two and walked in.

"Get up when you wake up, don't make a fuss and catch a cold." She took the warm clothes and prepared to help her put them on.

Nuan Nuan seemed to have found the backbone of the heart, and hurriedly asked her grandmother for help: "Grandma, grandma, Dad hid something in his navel, and he didn't show it to me." ”

"Belly button? What could be in his belly button? In addition to being dirty, it is ...... smelly" Zhao Caixia reached out and gently pinched her fleshy little face, and laughed and teased.

Nuan Nuan giggled and fell on the bed, on all fours, wearing one-piece pajamas, with short arms and legs, like a little turtle on her back.

Although Nuan Nuan did not continue the topic because of her grandmother's interruption, after getting up, Song Ci always felt that the little guy had been staring at his navel intentionally or unintentionally.

Song Ci was very curious about what the little pig in the dream told her to make her so persevering.

After breakfast, Zhao Caixia and Song Shouren prepared to take Nuan Nuan to the supermarket together.

"Buy less for Nuan Nuan." Song Ci admonished.

If they don't bring something to their grandparents in the countryside this time, they will definitely not be able to say it.

But Song Ci can imagine that because he is going back, he won't see Nuan Nuan for a month, and he will definitely try his best to compensate her, and then buy her a bunch of things, so he said this.

"You're busy, don't worry about our business." Song Shouren said impatiently.

"Yes, you can go about your business, don't worry about the children's affairs."

Nuan Nuan learned the way her grandfather spoke, staring at Song Ci with big round eyes.

But because she was too short, Song Ci always felt that she was glaring at her belly button.

Song Ci decided to come back in the evening and ask her what kind of little pig she dreamed of, and what did the little pig tell her.

(End of chapter)