Chapter 722: Mothers are great

"Ah?" Bai Qingqing scratched the back of his head, and suddenly wanted to understand, he laughed out loudly.
"Hahaha ... The confinement is not a thing, it's a month." Bai Qingqing laughed: "It's just that you don't go out at home for a month, you can't do any work, you can't blow cold wind."
Well, that's about it. Bai Qingqing thought uncertainly.
She had heard that she couldn't take a shower or wash her hair, but this was too bad for Bai Qingqing to choose to ignore.
Vincent said quietly, "I'll plug the tree hole."
"Hey no!"
In the sound of Bai Qingqing's protest, Vinson blocked the tree hole that had been blowing cold wind inside. He looked at the tree hole on the floor, hesitating whether to block this, Bai Qingqing pulled out the beast hide in the quilt and hit him.
"Leave me some ventilation holes!" Bai Qingqing growled, his voice full of breath.
Vinson and Curtis listened, and they were calmer.
Vincent had always spoiled Bai Qingqing, but he was not prepared to compromise on health. No matter how he protested, Ren Baiqing did not remove the haystack from the tree hole. Even the people on the floor hesitated for a while before giving up.
Bai Qingqing realized that Vincent was more stubborn than Curtis, and felt very tired.
"Take out the light beads." Bai Qingqing said weakly.
"Okay." Vincent immediately took the light beads out of the wooden box, and the dim tree hole was a little brighter.
Parker came up with the food and asked puzzled, "How do you block the tree hole?"
Bai Qingqing said: "It's blocked so that the cold wind won't blow in, so be it. What's cooking? So fast?"
"The broth is still stewing. This is shredded pork soup. You eat the bottom of the pad first." Parker said, scooping a spoonful of soup, blowing it, and feeding it to Bai Qingqing.
Bai Qingqing tasted it, and the taste was very delicious. Yesterday she was really tired. She suddenly had an appetite and drank it bit by bit.
After finishing a bowl of broth, Bai Qingqing discovered that An An had milk tou and didn't know when to fall asleep.
Bai Qingqing hugged An An out and said with emotion: "An An is so good, he sleeps after eating, and is quiet, this name really suits her."
It should be like her father, a dull gourd.
Parker looked at An'an, and hey.
I don't know if it's an illusion, I think An An seems to be a little bit more correct than Zhou last night. Yesterday it was like a rag.
Parker stared at An An for a while, then stretched out his fingers to poke her small face.
"Don't poke!" Bai Qingqing stretched out his hand from the bed to stop Parker's claws. "Listening to the old man saying that the child's cheeks will drool and you will drool, don't touch her."
Parker immediately withdrew his hand and said, "You must be so good when you were a kid."
Bai Qingqing remembered that she grew up complaining that she was a when she was a child. Until high school, she often listened to her whisper and silently guilty.
"Ha ha……"
Parker looked at An An for a while, and went down to make soup again. Bai Qingqing drank the soup, and it didn't take long for Niao to come, and Vincent went down to get the toilet.
Then, Bai Qingqing once again experienced the feeling that life is better than death.
The wound hurt.
Bai Qingqing took the opportunity to look at her own private chu, just looking at it, she felt pain, she couldn't believe she had survived.
She couldn't help but think of her mother. She was usually nagged and scolded by her, and she also accumulated some resentment. At this time, she suddenly felt pale.
Compared with my mother's hard work, my little grievances could not be put on the table.
Every mother is great.