"Ah?" Bai Qingqing scratched the back of her head, suddenly figured it out, and burst out laughing.

"Hahaha... confinement is not a thing, it is a month." Bai Qingqing said with a smile: "Just stay at home for a month without going out. You can't do any work, and you can't blow the cold wind."

Well, that's pretty much it. Bai Qingqing thought uncertainly.

She had heard that she couldn't take a shower or wash her hair, but this was too painful and Bai Qingqing chose to ignore it.

Vincent was stunned and said: "I'm going to block the tree hole."

"Hey don't!"

Amid Bai Qingqing's protests, Vincent blocked the tree hole that had been pouring cold wind into. He looked at the tree hole on the floor and hesitated whether to block it. Bai Qingqing took out the animal skin from the quilt and threw it at him.

"Leave some air holes for me!" Bai Qingqing roared, her voice full of energy.

After hearing this, Vincent and Curtis felt a little more at ease.

Vincent had always doted on Bai Qingqing, but he was not prepared to compromise on his health. No matter how much Bai Qingqing protested, he did not remove the haystack from the tree hole, and even hesitated for a long time before giving up.

Bai Qingqing realized that Vincent was more stubborn than Curtis, and suddenly felt tired.

"Take out the light beads." Bai Qingqing said weakly.

"Okay." Vincent immediately took out the light beads from the wooden box, and the light in the dim tree hole became a little brighter.

Parker came up with food and asked puzzledly: "Why is the tree hole blocked?"

Bai Qingqing said: "It's blocked to prevent the cold wind from blowing in, that's it. What are you cooking? So fast?"

"The broth is still simmering. This is shredded pork soup. You can eat it first." Parker said, scooping up a spoonful of soup, blowing on it, and feeding it to Bai Qingqing.

Bai Qingqing took a taste and found that it tasted delicious. She was really tired yesterday, so her appetite suddenly increased and she drank it one after another.

After finishing a bowl of broth, Bai Qingqing discovered that An An had fallen asleep with her breast in her mouth.

Bai Qingqing took An An out and said with emotion: "An An is so good. She sleeps after eating and is quiet. This name really suits her."

He should be like her father, a boring gourd.

Parker looked at An An and said "Hey".

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel that An An seems a little more upright than last night. It looked like a rag yesterday.

Parker stared at An An for a while, then stretched out his finger to poke her red little face.

"Don't poke!" Bai Qingqing ignored the cold and stretched out her hand from the quilt to stop Parker's claws. "I heard the old man said that a child will drool if her cheek is poked. Don't touch her."

Parker immediately retracted his hand and said, "You must have been this good when you were a child."

Bai Qingqing remembered that her mother had complained that she was very annoying when she was a child, and she often heard her grunting until high school, and she felt guilty silently.

"hehe……"

Parker looked at An An for a while, then went down to make soup again. Bai Qingqing drank the soup and soon felt satisfied. Vincent went down and got the toilet.

Then, Bai Qingqing once again experienced the feeling that life was worse than death.

The wound hurt like hell.

Bai Qingqing took the opportunity to check her private parts. Just looking at her private parts made her feel pain. She couldn't believe she survived.

She couldn't help but think of her mother. She was often beaten, scolded and nagged by her, and she had accumulated some resentment. At this moment, she suddenly felt that it had faded away.

Compared with how hard it was for my mother to be angry with me, my own grievances couldn't be put on the table at all.

Every mother is great.

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