After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor - Chapter 1288

   Chapter 1288 Song Xiaohua’s Enlightenment Record [3]

  No matter how many ideas Tang Li has, he has nowhere to show it because of Song Xiaohua’s sober light bulb.

   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 the plane yesterday, and I have to catch up on sleep, Xiaohua will accompany Dad to eat first. breakfast.”

   The little girl nodded cooperatively.

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

  Wake up again, the sun has risen to 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.

   Then, 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!”

  Daughter’s sensible level once again exceeded Tang Li’s imagination.

   In addition, Song Xiaohua’s organizational ability in language is also unparalleled among children of the same age.

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

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

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

After    came up with this idea, the atmosphere at the dinner table changed.

  Xiao Minglan said, ‘It’s fine, Xiaohua should get closer to her mother’, but she fell ill when she turned around.

   The sick Xiao Minglan could not 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, I 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 and washed, Song Xiaohua followed closely. In fact, she wanted to discuss with her mother when to move to the baby room. She had already prepared it. Hesitation arose.

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

   Dad told her that you can’t be in a hurry to get things done.

   So, you have to give mom a process of adaptation.

   The most important 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 hired early childhood teacher.

   Tang Li had met each other before.

  Tang Li held 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 thinks that Teacher Yao is really a good teacher. He knows that couples need space to be alone, so he taught Song Xiaohua early on how to sleep alone.

   Now Song Xiaohua has 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’s a boy or a girl, when you grow up, you have to sleep by yourself.”

  Tang Li was very pleased and booked 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 thoughtful little padded jacket, and pushed the tablet back: “I buy whichever one my mother likes.”

  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.

   Witnessing her mother placing an order and paying well, Song Xiaohua sighed in her heart that her mother’s eyes were still the same.

   Actually, 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 talked to the child’s father about this.

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

  Scholars can be killed but not shamed.

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 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 stop it.

   Song Boyan was rarely free that night.

  Song Xiaohua lay on the bed and let her father read an excerpt from “The Russian Empress – The Biography of Catherine II”, and then she fell asleep peacefully.

  Tang Li took a shower and pushed the door open, and 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 a separate room with them.

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

   Therefore, Song Xiaohua loves her father the most.

   Even though my 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 always be with their parents.

  Especially to the Xiaohua 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, and I stay by your side.”

  Song Boyan shook his hand back, with a deep sigh in his words: “Yeah, regardless of 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——

   is not the same as 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 between love and family.

   Children’s bunk beds are delivered the next 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!

   (end of this chapter)