I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Zhao Yuanfei saw Song Qingqing and smiled, "Qingqing, why did you get up so early today? You just slept for half an hour."

Song Qingqing sniffed the air, then imitated Xian Sui's cute behavior, gesturing with her hands as she spoke.

"I was awakened by the smell. I dreamed of a delicious pig's trotter. I took a bite and it flew out of my mouth. Then I woke up."

Song Qingqing: "..." I have to find a way to change it as soon as possible. I can't stand this tune. After all, he is 5 years old. He must not do things that a 3-year-old child does.

"You have a really good nose. Mommy has stewed some pig's trotters in soy sauce, but you can't eat it now. You have to stew it for another hour so that it will be soft and tasty. Let's wait for Daddy to come back before we eat it, okay? Then Mommy will pick the best piece for you."

"it is good."

"Although we can't eat pig's trotters now, there are snacks made by mom on the table, including your favorite mung bean cakes. Have some to fill your stomach."

Song Qingqing picked up a mung bean cake and took a bite. "It's delicious. Thank you, Mom. You are so special today."

Zhao Yuanfei looked confused, then looked down and found nothing different about herself.

"Mom is just the same as usual, what's so special about that?"

Song Qingqing said seriously: "She is very beautiful." These are the ones who provide bread and butter, so they have to provide emotional value.

Zhao Yuanfei immediately covered her mouth with her hands and laughed happily, "Haha... is there honey on your mouth today? But Qingqing praised mom, and mom is very happy."

"I'm telling the truth. Mommy looks radiant today. She looks beautiful no matter how you look at her."

Zhao Yuanfei smiled so brightly that her big white teeth were exposed. "Haha... Qingqing, sit here. Mom will go to the kitchen and get you a piece of pig's trotter for you to try. The small piece should be quite soft."

Song Qingqing: "..." Have you forgotten what you just said?

While humming a song, Zhao Yuanfei picked out the smallest and softest pig's trotter, let it cool down, and then handed it to Song Qingqing.

"Come, Qingqing, try the pig's trotters. Are they delicious? You dream about pig's trotters, so I'll give you a taste first."

Song Qingqing smelled it and said, "It smells good." Then she took a bite and said, "It tastes good. Everything my mother cooks tastes good. I am so happy..."

After Song Qingqing gave him some sincere flattery and finished eating the pig's trotter, Zhao Yuanfei gave her 30 yuan and asked her to go to the store downstairs to buy her favorite milk.

According to her memory, Song Qingqing brought the protective children's watch that she must wear when going out. As long as a child is harmed, the alarm will be immediately issued.

The watch will then scan the area within a 3m radius of the child, identify any people or objects that may be harmful to the child, and issue an electric shock attack to protect the child's personal safety.

Song Qingqing walked leisurely down the elevator with her plump little legs, carrying a huge sum of 30 yuan.

Song Qingqing walked around the small garden, and then saw the inflatable children's playground from afar where eight or nine little kids were playing.

Song Qingqing had no interest in such childish things. She turned around and went to the store on the other side, bought a bottle of milk, and then sat on the small swing next to the store, swinging back and forth and taking a sip of milk from time to time to pass the time.

Then Song Qingqing saw her 2-year-old stepbrother Song Qingfei standing in front of her with drooling, his eyes fixed on the glass of milk in her hand.

Song Qingqing ignored him and continued to drink her milk: If I can give you something that is already in my mouth, then I have lived in vain.

Song Qingfei: "Grandma, I want to drink, give it to me."

"Hey, dear grandson, you are my grandson, so your father must be my son, right?"

When Zhao Dafu heard Song Qingqing say this in the store, he choked on the tea he was drinking: "Cough cough..." After going through so much, it would be really embarrassing if he was choked to death by tea.

Song Qingfei didn't quite understand what Song Qingqing said and thought that as long as he followed her, he would be able to drink milk.

So he nodded, "Yes, son."

Zhao Dafu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help muttering, "As expected, where there is a sleeping dragon, there must be a phoenix chick."

So I moved a small stool and sat next to him, eating melon and drinking tea.

Song Qingqing: “…” It turns out that whoever gives you milk is your mother.

Song Qingfei was a little angry when she saw that Song Qingqing didn't give her the milk she had been longing for, "Give me the milk. I want to drink it."

"No, I want to drink it. If you want to drink it, go home and ask your mom to buy it for you? It's not expensive."

“Wuwuwu…Give it to me, give it to me…” Song Qingfei rolled on the ground.

"Cousin, are you playing a cleaning game? And exercising at the same time? You can't just clean one place, you have to crawl farther! That way you can clean more places."

Song Qingqing gave a very serious technical instruction, "But don't worry, your cousin I have experience, you lift your head up, then crawl, and wipe the floor with the clothes on your belly."

Song Qingfei was confused.

"Hurry up, why are you standing there? You are not a good kid if you are so slow. There will be no reward if you are not a good kid." Song Qingqing waved the bottle of milk in front of him.

Song Qingfei thought that he had done as he was told and the milk was his, so he raised his head, crawled along grunting, and wiped the floor with his clothes.

Zhao Dafu: "..." Should we stop her? Forget it, if there is no danger, just ignore it. This girl has done it at home, so it is normal for this little brat to do it.

Song Qingqing just looked at him with a smile: If you dare to take things again, I will punish you every time I see you. She avenged the immortal marrow herself, and her only regret was that she let Song Junhao and his wife down. As long as Song Junyue's family didn't rush to make trouble, she would ignore them, otherwise she would just wait and see.

Liu Qingchuan saw Song Qingfei crawling on the ground from afar, so he quickly ran over and picked up Song Qingfei.

"Why are you crawling on the ground? Qingqing, you are the elder sister, why don't you keep an eye on your brother?"

"My cousin is playing and having fun. Why should we watch him?" Song Qingqing said and took a sip of milk.

Song Qingfei stretched out his hand to Song Qingqing, "Milk, milk, give it to me, I want to drink, I want to drink."

Song Qingqing ignored her and continued drinking.

"Qingqing, you are the elder sister and your brother is still young, give him something to drink."

Song Qingqing frowned, "Should I give in to my cousin?"

"It's only natural for a sister to care about her brother."

Song Qingqing said seriously, "Aunt, are you mentally ill? Do you have a bad memory?"

"Qingqing, what did your parents teach you? How can you scold your elders?"

"I didn't scold you, I was asking you? Five days ago, I was eating and my cousin asked me to get food? You said she was the elder sister and asked me to give in to her. Today I am the elder sister, why am I still the one who gives in? Shouldn't my cousin give in to me?

Should the older give way to the younger? Or should the younger give way to the older? Aunt, can you be more consistent? Don't change your mind today and tomorrow. You're confusing me. "Shameless, huh? Then forget it.