After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Tang Li didn't tell anyone about the fact that the eight-month-old Song Xiaohua entered the rebellious period ahead of schedule. He just moved the crib out of the master bedroom by himself the next day.

She couldn't move it alone, so she called Song Jingtian to help.

The little guy and her carried it aside.

Because of the huge disparity in the size of the two, the moving process was not very smooth.

Bump and bump, but also pressed the foot twice.

As for why Song Xiaohua's special bed was moved away from the master bedroom, Tang Li gave a reasonable explanation——

"Song Xiaohua is already a mature child. If she sleeps with her parents again, how can she cultivate her independent and self-improving character? The creation of a perfect personality must start from a baby."

This is quite reasonable.

Song Jingtian was full of emotion when he heard this.

As a mother, Tang Li is not really unreliable.

He had to sincerely apologize to Tang Li for his previous prejudice.

Tang Li worked hard for Song Xiaohua.

So, the two hummed and dragged the fence bed into the baby room.

Song Xiaohua is a human cub with a regular schedule.

After 12 noon, you must take a nap.

When she was carried back to the master bedroom by Aunt Min, she found that her bed was missing.

However, the little guy still doesn't understand what a bed is, only that the room has become different.

Song Xiaohua looked at the empty bed, clutched the wooden ring, and babbled in Aunt Min's arms, then swooped in the direction of the big bed, making Aunt Min hurriedly tighten her arms: "My little ancestor , but not with such great strength!"

Seeing that the child wanted to go to bed, Aunt Min quickly obeyed her.

Only when her limbs touched the sheets, Song Xiaohua walked around on the bed.

Crawling around, I couldn't find her little pillow.

Finally, sit down in the middle of the bed.

Tang Li accompanies Xiao Minglan to count the annual gifts received these days. When he returns to the master bedroom, he finds Aunt Min standing beside the bed. As for Song Xiaohua, sitting on the bed like an old monk, she seems to be very sleepy - she is about to close her eyes. , the next second, open your eyes again.

"The little guy doesn't know what to do, he won't let him hug, but he won't lie down and sleep."

Aunt Min is really worried.

I am afraid that this little Miaomiao at home will have a problem with sitting.

I was relieved to see the mother coming.

When the enemy returned to the enemy, Tang Li still knew about this daughter: "She has confessed her bed."

After speaking, he picked up Song Xiaohua and went to the baby room.

Back on the fence bed that she was familiar with, Song Xiaohua still refused to sleep, and after crawling around for a while, Little Fatty clambered on the fence and shouted 'baba' again.

Tang Li squatted down in front of the bed, looked at the little guy, and then brainwashed the output: "Your father is busy with work, you are so old, you can't stick to your father all day, you know? A good child is to learn to be yourself. Sleep, if you grow up to be a father and a daughter, you will suffer a lot in the marriage and love market in the future."

Song Xiaohua: "..."

It was only at night that Tang Li realized his omission.

If Song Xiaohua goes to sleep in the baby room, she must be accompanied by an adult.

However, the parenting sister-in-law was not there.

Ordinary servants do not necessarily bring children.

Xiao Minglan is getting old and can't stand the child's commotion in the middle of the night.

In the end, no suitable candidate was chosen.

Song Xiaohua washed up, a small fluff stood on top of her head, and was playing a rattle on the cashmere blanket. She was shaking vigorously. The door of the baby room was pushed open.

Tang Li came with the bed and the cover.

What can be done...

She was worried about the servant's vigil, but she had to come by herself.

That being the case, why not bring Song Xiaohua back to the master bedroom to sleep?

On this issue, Tang Li has his own considerations.

——It is still necessary to let Song Xiaohua gradually adapt to the environment of the baby room.

Not only the baby room in Yunqi Villa, but also in the Tan Palace.

As the child grows up day by day, she can't really sleep with her parents all the time. Now, she wants Song Xiaohua to develop good living habits.

There is no double bed in the baby room.

When Tang Li was laying the floor, Song Xiaohua also crawled out of the pile of toys.

Song Xiaohua climbed up to the pillow her mother brought, and put her stocky butt on it.

Tang Li: "..."

Whether Song Xiaohua did it on purpose or not, Tang Li didn't bother with her this time, and didn't forget to check the child for urine before going to bed.

For Song Boyan, the New Year's holiday is much busier than working days.

- Busy with all kinds of phone calls for New Year's greetings.

Some very important calls are answered for an hour or two.

Back in the bedroom, it was nearly ten o'clock in the evening.

As soon as the door opened, his wife and daughter were nowhere to be seen.

There was only one pillow left on the bed, not even the crib.

It's not difficult to find mother and daughter.

In the baby room, a Dumb Duck sleep lamp is lit.

This lamp was purchased from Tangli.com.

Originally inserted at the head of the bed in the master bedroom, it has now been moved here.

The crib is empty.

When he turned his head, he saw the mother and daughter on the ground.

Song Xiaohua was lying on her back with her hands raised on the pillow. As for her mother, she was lying on her side with her left arm around her little daughter.

Without turning on the headlights, Song Boyan just sat down on the turtle bench in front of the crib.

Looking at his sleeping wife and daughter, he felt an unprecedented peace in his heart.

What life seeks, in the end, is nothing but food and clothing and a loved one.

Now that the beloved has been obtained, and the flowers are bearing fruit, what more can this husband ask for?

In the early morning, Tang Li was woken up.

The unbearable itching on her face made her unable to ignore it.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Xiaohua's feet.

I was about to adjust the sleeping position for the little guy, but found that the quilt was a little crowded, and he kicked one leg as soon as he stretched out his foot.

Tang Li was sure that it wasn't his own leg.

However, she did not turn around.

There was no sound to wake anyone up.

Let Song Xiaohua's fat white feet hang on her face and close her eyes again.

It's still early, so what if you get some sleep?

The only regret-

Song Xiaohua's 'moving' plan ended in failure.

Song Xiaohua, who was not separated, slept with her parents from winter to summer again.

It was also on the day of summer that Song Xiaohua learned to walk.

This year, Song Xiaohua's birthday banquet collided with the banquet of the Tan Palace Journalists Association.

The Dangong Journalists Association Dinner is an annual traditional event in S country where celebrities gather, successive presidents, journalists, dignitaries and the media will all attend.

Tang Li originally wanted to postpone the birthday banquet for a few days, but Song Boyan did not agree, only saying that the first birthday banquet and the reporters association banquet would be held together.

After all, the venues are all in Tan Palace, so co-hosting is really easy.

Only in this way, Song Xiaohua will also appear in front of the public.

Song Xiaohua herself is not frightened by this.

That night, Song Xiaohua, who was carried by Song Boyan and appeared on the stage, undoubtedly became the focus of the banquet.

"A cute and ambitious baby."

This is the evaluation of the current president's daughter by major newspapers and magazines the next day.

In the newspaper, the details of Song Xiaohua's drawing of lots at the birthday banquet were described in detail——

[No English-Chinese dictionary, no ruler, and no golden abacus. 】

[She jumps over everything and quickly crawls towards her father. 】

[Then, grabs the presidential badge on his father's suit. 】

[Fixed, never let go. 】

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Good night!