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

On the second floor of the Tang Palace, the private office of the Treaty Hall.

Song Boyan was sitting on the sofa, flipping through the daily briefings sent by the office of the director of the Tang Palace. The large leather folder was full of memos and documents from the government that needed the president's approval.

The private office, whether in furnishings or atmosphere, feels a little less restrained than the presidential office downstairs.

However, for those in high positions, the things that should be handled will not be slack because of the change of location.

The briefing also contained documents that required him to make a decision.

If it is not dealt with in time, it will be delayed for another day, and new briefings will be accumulated the next day.

Song Boyan finished reviewing the last document, the door of the office was knocked, and when the door was pushed open, it was Tan Palace's internal affairs staff.

Five minutes later, Song Boyan appeared at the door of the living room.

That door was not closed.

Song Boyan walked to the door and saw the situation inside, so he didn't rush in any longer.

In the living room, the TV was on, and an evening drama was being broadcast. Xiao Minglan was peeling a melon. In front of the sofa, Song Jingtian was lying on the coffee table, poking at the silkworm baby in the paper box with a little finger, and a slender figure was sitting. On the carpet, with your back to the door.

Next to Tang Li was a pot of mulberry trees.

There is also a washbasin on the coffee table.

In the washbasin, green mulberry leaves floated on the water.

Tang Li picked up a mulberry leaf and wiped off the water stains with a paper towel. Song Jingtian instructed: "Be sure to wipe the water clean, otherwise, the silkworm baby will die from diarrhea after eating it."

"Would you like to wipe it?" Tang Li handed it to him.

The little guy pouted.

He has already wiped more than 100 pieces today, and he finally came to work for nothing. If he still wipes, is he stupid?

"It doesn't matter." Song Jingtian squinted at Tang Li: "You bought me two hundred silkworms. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to get up every day and feed the silkworms in the middle of the night!"

Seeing that Xiao Minglan ignored them, Tang Li was no longer so restrained, and refuted Song Jingtian's accusation: "You yourself want to buy it on the streets of the commercial port, I'm just responsible for giving the money."

The little guy hummed: "Then I only need 20, you buy me 200!"

"..." Tang Li raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Minglan, with a guilty conscience: "At that time, these silkworms were still eggs, and I never raised them. How could I know that a dense mass can hatch so many, and the survival rate is surprisingly high."

Song Jingtian listened and glared at her fiercely.

On the day he came back from the commercial port, Xiao Minglan disagreed with him bringing silkworm eggs into the Tan Palace. For this reason, he held the pillars at the entrance of the Tan Palace to protest, and finally his elder brother let him go.

When the eggs hatched and the first silkworm baby appeared, Song Jingtian was undoubtedly happy, holding the carton all day without letting go.

However, when he saw more and more silkworm babies being born, he finally began to regret it.

Because he promised his eldest brother, these silkworm babies must be fed by him himself, and cannot be artificially handed to others.

The night the 201st silkworm baby was born, he was woken up again by the alarm clock. Song Jingtian was wearing pajamas and wiping the mulberry leaves with a tissue. He wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry.

So I kept it like that for about half a month.

When I saw Tang Li tonight, Tang Li appeared in the Tan Palace with a pot of mulberry. The little guy was about to stare her out of a hole.

Xiao Minglan cut the melon, and when he looked up, he saw a tall figure standing at the door.

Looking at her eldest son, her expression softened: "Since you are here, why are you still standing outside the door?"

In another 20 days, Song Jingtian, who found silkworm babies transformed into moths: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻