"Ah?" Bai Qingqing scratched the back of his head, then thought about it, and burst out laughing.

"Hahaha The moon is not a thing. It's a month. " Bai Qingqing said with a smile, "it's just like staying at home for a month without going out. You can't do any work or blow cold wind."

Well, that's about it. Bai Qingqing is not sure.

She heard that she couldn't take a bath or wash her hair, but Bai Qingqing chose to ignore this.

Vincent blushed and said, "I'll go and close the hole in the tree."

"Oh no!"

In Bai Qingqing's protest, Vincent blocked the tree hole that had been pouring cold wind into it. He looked at the tree hole on the floor and hesitated to block it. Bai Qingqing pulled out the hide from the quilt and hit him.

"Leave me some air holes!" Bai Qingqing roars, but his voice is full of medium spirit.

Vincent and Curtis listened, and their hearts were calm.

Vincent always dotes on Bai Qingqing, but he is not prepared to compromise in terms of health. No matter how much he protests, he does not take off the haystack in the tree hole, and even the people on the floor hesitate for a while before giving up.

Bai Qingqing found that Vincent was more stubborn than Curtis, and immediately felt tired.

"Take out the bead of light." Bai Qingqing is powerless.

"Good." Vincent immediately took out the bead of light from the wooden box, and the light in the dark tree hole was a little brighter.

Parke came up with the food and asked in bewilderment, "how did you block up the tree hole?"

Bai Qingqing said: "it's blocked to prevent the cold wind from blowing in. Let's do that. What did you cook? So fast? "

"The soup is still stewed. This is shredded meat soup. You should eat it first and take the mat at the bottom." Parker said, scooping a spoonful of water, blowing it and feeding it to Bai Qingqing.

Bai Qingqing tasted it, and it was delicious. Yesterday she was really tired, and her appetite suddenly opened, and she began to drink one after another.

After eating a bowl of broth, Bai Qingqing finds that An'an has a milk tou in her hand. She doesn't know when she is asleep.

Bai Qingqing took An'an out and said with emotion, "An'an is good and lovely. When she eats, she sleeps. It's quiet. This name is really suitable for her."

It should be like her father.

Parker looks at Ann and says, "ah.".

I don't know if it's an illusion. It seems that Ann is a little more correct than last night. Yesterday it was a mess of rags.

Parker stared at Ann for a moment, reached out and poked her little red face.

"Don't poke!" Bai Qingqing, ignoring the cold, reached out his hand from the quilt and stopped Parker's claw. "I heard that the old man said that the baby's cheek would drool if it was pierced. Don't touch her."

Parker immediately took back his hand and said, "you must have been so good as a child."

Bai Qingqing remembers that her mother complained about her troubles when she was a child. Until high school, she often listened to her murmur, and her heart was silent.

"Ha ha..."

Parker watched ANN for a while and went down to make soup again. Bai Qingqing drinks the soup, and it's not long before he has the idea of Niao. Vincent goes down and brings the toilet.

Then, Bai Qingqing experiences the feeling that life is not like death again.

The wound is killing me.

Bai Qingqing took the opportunity to check her personal Chu. She felt the pain just by looking at it. She couldn't believe she survived.

She can't help but think of her mother. She often scolds and nags her, and accumulates some resentments. Suddenly, she feels pale.

Compared with my mother's hard work, I can't put my grievance on the table.

Every mother is great.