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

No matter how much thought Tang Li had, he had nowhere to show it because of Song Xiaohua's sober light bulb.

Early the next morning, Tang Li was awakened by the movement beside him.

In a daze, he opened his eyes and saw a small figure standing on the bed, Song Boyan dressed his daughter and whispered, "Mom flew on a plane yesterday, and I have to catch up on sleep, Xiaohua will accompany Dad to eat first. breakfast."

The little girl nodded in agreement.

Watching Song Boyan pick up the child and leave, Tang Li closed his eyes again.

When I woke up again, the sun had risen high in the sky outside.

As soon as he sat up, he found that Song Xiaohua was also in the room.

The little girl was playing Jiu Lianhuan, sitting on the wool carpet without making any sound.

After being called by her mother, Song Xiaohua turned her head.

Afterwards, the little guy took Jiulianhuan and came to the bedside: "Mom, are you awake?"

Tang Li touched the child's head, "When did you come here?"

"It's been a long time!" Song Xiaohua is a sincere child, and of course she won't cheat on the time: "I see that my mother is still sleeping, so I've been playing by myself!"

The daughter's sensible level once again exceeded Tang Li's imagination.

Moreover, Song Xiaohua's organizational skills in language are also unparalleled among children of the same age.

Tang Li had faintly noticed that her daughter was taught very cleverly, and her words were surprising from time to time. However, after getting along with each other day and night, she realized that Song Xiaohua might indeed be smarter than ordinary children.

Song Xiaohua can make Xiao Minglan like a treasure, not without strength.

Last Christmas, Tang Liben wanted to take Song Xiaohua to live in Oslo for the first half of the year.

Only after this idea was proposed, the atmosphere at the dinner table changed.

Xiao Minglan said, "It's good, Xiaohua should be closer to her mother", but she fell ill when she turned around.

The sick Xiao Minglan couldn't eat anything, and only the bird's nest porridge served by Song Xiaohua herself could eat half a bowl.

Tang Li understood that the old lady was reluctant to go abroad for Song Xiaohua.

So, had to give up the plan to bring the child.

The old lady learned that Song Xiaohua was not leaving, and her blood pressure returned to normal the next day.

Tang Li got up to wash, and Song Xiaohua followed closely. In fact, she wanted to discuss with her mother when to move to the baby room. She had already prepared everything. Hesitation arose.

Looking at her mother with a frothy face, with a good mood visible to the naked eye, Song Xiaohua pursed her lips and decided to let her mother sleep by herself in two days.

Dad told her that things can't be done in a hurry.

Therefore, it is necessary to give the mother a process of adaptation.

The best thing she should do now is to let her mother know the benefits of sleeping alone.

Tang Li went into the cloakroom to choose a skirt to wear, and the little girl followed, raised her head and said, "Mom, did you know? Teacher Yao sleeps alone at night."

Mr. Yao is Song Xiaohua's specially-appointed early childhood teacher.

Tang Li had seen each other before.

Tang Li carried her skirt and looked at Song Xiaohua: "Do you think it's better to sleep alone?"

"Yeah!" Song Xiaohua nodded: "Sleeping alone, no one grabs the quilt, get up whenever you want, and Teacher Yao also said that people must learn to be independent."

It's hard for Song Xiaohua to remember such a long sentence.

Tang Li felt that Teacher Yao was really a good teacher. He knew that husband and wife needed a space to be alone, so he taught Song Xiaohua to learn to sleep alone.

Now Song Xiaohua had this idea, and the old mother raised her hands in approval.

Tang Li encouraged: "Sleeping alone will make us more brave and have a small world of our own."

Song Xiaohua heard that her mother agreed to sleep alone.

Therefore, she nodded again and replied: "Mom is right, no matter whether it is a boy or a girl, when you grow up, you have to sleep by yourself."

Tang Li was very relieved and ordered a bunk bed for children that afternoon.

Before placing the order, she specifically asked Song Xiaohua for her opinion.

Song Xiaohua is worthy of being a caring little padded jacket, and pushed the tablet back: "Which one your mother likes, buy whichever one you like."

Tang Li finally chose a princess-style pink solid wood bunk bed.

"Do you like it?" she asked Song Xiaohua.

The little guy nodded again and again.

Seeing that her mother paid a good price for the order, Song Xiaohua sighed in her heart that her mother's eyes were still the same.

In fact, she thought the cruise-style bed looked better.

But after all, this is the bed that mother wants to sleep in, and she has to respect her mother's choice.

The child wanted to sleep alone at night, but Tang Li still communicated with the child's father.

The child's father suspected that she wanted to drive Song Xiaohua away.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated.

To prove his innocence, Tang Li asked Song Xiaohua in front of the whole family during dinner: "Xiaohua, did you tell your mother in the morning that it is better to sleep alone? But after my mother told my father, my father did not believe what my mother said. "

Song Xiaohua did not expect that in the end, her father refused to let her mother go.

Since her mother needed her support, she nodded immediately, holding the children's spoon and looking at her father: "Dad, I said it."

The child grows up and has his own ideas. As a father, he must not be able to stop it.

Song Boyan was rarely free that night.

Song Xiaohua lay in bed and let her father read an excerpt from "The Empress of Russia - The Biography of Catherine II", and then she fell asleep peacefully.

After Tang Li took a shower, he pushed open the door and came out. He saw Song Boyan sitting by the bed, holding his daughter's little hand.

This scene made her feel the deep love of an old father.

Song Boyan was excusable that Song Xiaohua would sleep in separate rooms with them.

This daughter can be said to be brought up by Song Boyan.

Therefore, Song Xiaohua loves her father the most.

Even though her father is usually busy with official business, he did not ignore her growth.

Tang Li stopped wiping his hair, went straight to the bed, and squatted beside Song Boyan: "If you can't bear Xiaohua, let her sleep with us for a few more years."

"Children will grow up after all."

Song Boyan added: "It's not a bad thing to adapt early."

No child will stay with their parents forever.

Especially to Xiaohua's generation.

With the development of society, the outside world is also full of opportunities.

"An independent and sound personality can give her a better future."

Tang Li raised his hand and held Song Boyan's left wrist: "It doesn't matter if the child goes out, I'll stay by your side."

Song Boyan shook his hand back and sighed deeply in his words: "Yeah, no matter whether the child is here or not, it's the other half who really accompanies him to old age."

"So, I'm the one you should be partial to."

Tang Li took the opportunity to entrain private goods.

Song Boyan smiled, clenched her little hand tighter and gave a reply——

different important.

Whether it is his wife or his daughter, they are an inseparable part of his life.

Which is more important, I am afraid it is the game of love and family.

Children's bunk beds are delivered the following afternoon.

At night, Song Xiaohua stood in front of the bunk bed with the pillow between her: "???"

As a child, she has too many question marks.

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Good night!