The rebirth group pets the little Fuwa

Chapter 19

Su Qinghe was woken up by the pain of the wound, tears fell down before her eyes opened.

"Mom." When she opened her eyes and saw that there was no one in the room, her tears flowed even harder.

The door was not completely closed, leaving a gap, for fear that the child would not be able to find anyone when he woke up.

People outside could vaguely hear movement in the house.

"Wake up obediently," Wang Xiujuan bent down and picked up the child, "Do you want to pee?"

Su Qinghe put her arms around her mother's neck, moaning and screaming for pain.

"Mom, brag about it for us." Wang Xiujuan was terrified when she saw her daughter bleeding so much at that time.

Fortunately, it only looked serious, and the wound was not very deep. The child recovered quickly, and the scab would heal within two days.

"Be careful next time, don't run too fast." Wang Xiujuan said while brushing her hair to the side, afraid that it would touch the wound.

The wound was not wrapped with gauze, and the weather is hot and I am afraid that it will become inflamed if you cover it for a long time, so we can only pay attention to it, and pay attention to the hands during this time.

"The wound can't touch the water, do you remember what to do obediently?" Wang Xiujuan carefully told her daughter.

Su Qinghe nodded with tears in her eyes.

Three years have passed, Su Qinghe not only has not gradually matured, but has become more and more squeamish by her family, and her life skills have not increased but declined.

Anyone who sees the current Su Qinghe can't connect her with the Su Qinghe of the previous life.

"Are you hungry?" Wang Xiujuan touched her stomach. After a long time, she only had breakfast.

It's okay not to say, but Su Qinghe realized her stomach was growling when she said it, and nodded embarrassedly, "I'm hungry."

Wang Xiujuan laughed, and put her on a chair beside her, "Don't move around, mom will get it for you."

Her rice has been kept warm in the pot, afraid that she will wake up hungry.

Su Qinghe swayed her bare feet, and ate the food fed by her mother bite by bite, very obedient.

The portion of rice is not a lot, just the amount of Su Qinghe's meal, if not enough, drink milk powder or eat fruit.

Some time ago, Su Jianguo and the others went out and brought back a big bag of apples.

Although Su Qinghe was spoiled by the Su family, she also knew that food should not be wasted, especially when many people couldn't eat enough, they still ate fine rice flour.

Occasionally, a few meals of coarse grains would be cooked at home, and that would really cut her throat. Every time, Su Qinghe chewed carefully for a long time before swallowing it down.

"Mom, will you tie your hair up?" Wang Xiujuan washed the bowl away, holding a hair-tying tool in her hand.

After sleeping, Su Qinghe's hair was disheveled on her back.

Su Qinghe nodded obediently when she heard her mother's words, and turned around obediently to let her mother tie her hair.

Wang Xiujuan didn't know how to do so many hair-tying tricks before, and she gradually learned all kinds of tricks after she had a daughter, but her mother-in-law is the most skilled hair-tying at home.

Many of the skills she has learned now are learned from her mother-in-law. Fortunately, she has good hands-on skills, and she can learn it well after watching it a few times.

Su Qinghe also likes other people to tie her hair. When the comb runs through her hair, it makes her feel very comfortable, and her eyes narrow unconsciously.

Anyone who saw this little expression couldn't help but want to touch her, really wanted to hold her in his arms and ravage her.

There was still some faint pain in the wound. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, or if my mother combed her hair too comfortably, it seemed that it didn't hurt so much.

Wang Xiujuan didn't make it too complicated, so she took the hair on both sides of the ears and tied two small braids, mainly to prevent the hair from getting on the wound.

The two braids are tied behind the head with a headband, and the rest of the hair is still arranged on the back. The simple and beautiful princess head is braided.

"Do you like it?" Wang Xiujuan took a mirror and asked her to take a look at it.

Su Qinghe looked at herself in the mirror, moving around a little smugly, and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, she was so pretty.

"I like it, thank you mom."

Thinking back to her previous life, Su Qinghe was often troubled by hair loss, and she lost a lot of hair, and the hair loss was the most terrifying when she washed her hair, and she caught a lot of it.

Every morning when Su Qinghe wakes up, the first thing she does is to pick up the hair that fell on the pillow the night before and throw it away.

Fortunately, Su Qinghe's hair volume in this life is terrifying, although in summer, it would be very hot to hang so much hair on the back.

It is also very troublesome to wash your hair. Such thick hair is not easy to get wet. It takes more than half an hour to wash it clean every time, but it doesn't reduce Su Qinghe's love for hair at all.

What is she afraid of if she has too much hair? She is afraid of having too little hair. In this life, she must protect this beautiful hair and resolutely not be a bald person.

The family also noticed that Su Qinghe cherished this beautiful hair. Su's mother also copied the method of protecting her hair taught by her nurse before on a piece of paper and gave it to her little granddaughter.

This made Su Qinghe very happy, but she didn't forget that she was still illiterate, so she gave the paper to her mother again.

Let mother help her take care of her hair according to the above, and she coddled her for a long time, begging for a long time before she let her agree.

At that time, Wang Xiujuan felt dizzy when she saw that the paper was full of writing, and she was so particular about how to wash her hair.

But let alone, the hair is indeed much better than before, brighter and smoother to the touch.

Because she couldn't keep up with nutrition when she was young, Wang Xiujuan's hair quality has always been not very good, even a little yellow, and the ends of her hair are dry, and it is difficult to comb her hair smoothly every time.

The injured Su Qinghe can't do anything now, it is inconvenient for her to carry things, and she will touch the wound if she is not careful.

I could only sit there alone and huddled in a ball looking outside in a daze, which made people feel distressed.

But in fact, Su Qinghe didn't feel lonely, and it was quite interesting to sit there and look outside.

In her previous life, she was busy every day. She wished for 24 hours of 25 hours a day. She couldn't finish her work, and she dared not mute her mobile phone 24 hours a day.

She didn't have time to sit there and take a good look at the scenery outside. In this life, she seemed to want to see all the scenery that she had never seen before.

In fact, the brothers went out every day, and every time they went out to play, they would ask her if they wanted to be together, but Su Qinghe refused most of the time.

Every time they come back from the outside, they are all dirty, so you don't need to guess to know that they must be crazy.

No matter how much she didn't want to admit it, she knew that if she was such a little girl, if she went out with them, they would definitely not have a good time, and they would have to devote all their attention to taking care of her.

But sometimes when she was at home, her brother would come to play with her after finishing the homework assigned by her grandfather.

Or tell her some stories she has never heard before. Sometimes she is curious about what they learn, and it always feels a little different from what she imagined.

Every time they stayed in the study for most of the day, they never came out except to eat and go to the bathroom.

And every time I come out, I feel very tired, especially as I grow older, I seem to learn more.

Sometimes, Su Qinghe saw that her eldest brother was injured, and she didn't know how he fell, and she didn't hear anything.

Despite being so curious, Su Qinghe never asked, and occasionally went to the study with them curiously to listen to his grandfather's lecture.

But there is nothing special, except for the different teaching materials in class, there is no difference in other things.

After a long time, Su Qinghe is no longer curious, anyway, she just wants to be a happy and ignorant child, sometimes it is tiring to know too much.

At that time, Su's father saw his little granddaughter following behind his four brothers all day long, thinking that she also wanted to study with her brothers, and was still thinking about whether to enlighten his granddaughter as well.

Just when he was about to discuss with his family, the little granddaughter seemed not interested again, and rarely went in and out of the study.

Father Su gave up on this idea, and waited for his granddaughter to get older before making plans. Anyway, the child was still young, so it would not be impossible to play for a few more years.

The old man didn't feel that he was partial at all. The grandchildren were all enlightened at the same age as the granddaughter.

On this day, Su Qinghe returned to her room as usual, climbed up the bay window carefully, and leaned her small body on the beanbag made for her by her grandma.

When Su Qinghe was two years old, she clamored for her own room and didn't want to share a room with her parents.

Although the children in the family all slept by themselves when they were about two years old, there was a lot of trouble in the first two days.

Sleeping every day is like going to war, and I refuse to sleep alone.

So when Su Qinghe offered to sleep by herself, the whole family was shocked.

Not only the adults don't understand, but the older brothers also don't understand, other children are clinging to want to sleep with their parents, how can she do it the other way around.

At first, everyone thought she was joking, but they didn't take it seriously.

It wasn't until Su Qinghe quarreled a few times that she realized that she was serious.

Su Jianguo still asked her why she was very embarrassed, did she not like her parents?
However, Su Qinghe explained solemnly like a little adult: "I have grown up, I can't sleep with my parents anymore, and I will be laughed at by other children."

A joke, by whom?
The whole family looked at the four brats in unison, thinking that they were instigating behind their backs.

This wronged them badly, no matter how they explained, the whole family didn't believe it.

Who else could it be?Obediently, I have no other friends outside.

What's more, who has so many rooms these days, so that the children can sleep in a room by themselves, whose house is not crowded and crowded, and even in some families, it is very common for a family of four or five to be crowded in one room.

But no matter what, Su Qinghe finally had her own room.

Her room is facing the best room in the house except Su's father and Su's mother. Although the room is not very big, she likes it better.

Every piece of furniture in the room was chosen by Su Qinghe himself, and even how the room was arranged was Su Qinghe's own idea.

Just like the bay window under her body now, Su Qinghe spent a lot of effort to let her father understand her thoughts.

Although Su Jianguo wondered why his daughter had such strange thoughts, he tried his best to satisfy her.

There is also the lazy sofa she is sleeping on now, which Su Qinghe asked her grandma to help her make.

On the day when she slept alone for the first time, Su Qinghe was still not used to it, and it took a long time to fall asleep after tossing and turning.

What she didn't know was that Su Jianguo and his wife didn't sleep well that night, and they got up from time to time to listen to the sound outside the daughter's door, for fear that she would cry alone.

(End of this chapter)