Eight zero peasant girl

Chapter 64
The cold evening wind blew against the doors and windows, making creaking noises. Song Yu leaned sleepily on the head of the bed, staring at her elegantly sleeping sister with a fair face.

The shallow breathing sound lingers quietly in the ears, as if it is a lullaby, slowly soothing the sleepy soul.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and the body lay down involuntarily. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit, and the bell hanging on his hand made a crisp sound. Song Yu shuddered suddenly and woke up from the dream with a bang.

Painfully touching his head, looking around in a daze, Song Yu's trance consciousness gradually returned to his senses, and Song Yu slammed his mouth uncomfortably.

Can't sleep, in order to become smarter, definitely can't sleep!
In the early morning of the next day, Song Yu finished her breakfast in a daze, and stumbled behind Song Han.

For several days, huge dark circles hung naked around the eye sockets, the cold white skin became paler, and the lips that used to be rosy were pale and chapped.

Seeing Song Yu's appearance of being neither a human nor a ghost, the parents and teachers were very worried, but Song Yu did not explain the reason because of his secret efforts to improve himself, and the only one who knew the truth, Meng Tang, was staying at home to recuperate because of illness.

Day after day, seeing his daughter's mental state getting worse and worse, Song Xiangyang took the initiative to ask for leave for Song Yu to go home to recuperate.

"Xiao Yu, you will have a good sleep later, Dad will go to the county town and bring you a lollipop when he comes back!"

Song Yu replied weakly but firmly: "Dad, I don't want to sleep, I just want to study."

"Xiaoyu, don't be stubborn, just sleep for a while, and you can go to school when you wake up." A daughter loves studying so much, it stands to reason that as a parent, she should be happy, but Song Xiangyang only felt uncomfortable, and stared at his daughter with red eyes , Gently persuade.

Children love to study too much, but he is a salty fish, too curly!

Compulsoryly asked not to go to school, Song Yu chose to give in after the protest was ineffective, blinking her big eyes, humbly begging: "I haven't seen Meng Meng for several days, I want to play with Meng Meng."

"Okay, Dad will take you there!"

The daughter finally stopped being lifeless, Song Xiangyang rubbed his red eyes, and nodded solemnly.

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'puff'!
The huge snot bubble burst, and Meng Tang lay on the bed with a red nose, looking at the roof hopelessly.

A merciless snowstorm knocked down her fragile immunity. She had been lying in bed for three whole days, either drinking ginger soup or on the way to drink ginger soup every day. She felt that her tongue had no sensation!

There are no wet wipes, no soft toilet paper, only small rags and mud to wipe the sticky nose, Meng Tang is really, really going crazy.

The cold and hard rag touched the soft tip of the nose, the rough friction cut the soft skin, and the tingling pain was transmitted to the nervous system immediately.

Damn it, the hateful virus dared to hurt her, she must kill them all!
But it's so boring, why hasn't anyone come back to chat with her, she feels almost depressed.

Loneliness is buried by solitude, speechless words are consumed by quiet time!
With a bang, the closed door was opened, Meng Tang sat up from the bed suddenly, and shouted excitedly: "Mom, are you back?"

The sound of brisk footsteps slowly approaching, Meng Tang couldn't help frowning.

Holding the quilt vigilantly and vigilantly, Meng Tang quietly picked up the porcelain bowl on the chair, the enemy will arrive in three seconds, be careful!
"Oops, my head!" Just as the door was pushed open, a heavy pillow hit him head-on, and Song Yu hugged his head with tears in his eyes.

Aggrievedly looking up at the porcelain bowl Meng Tang held up high, Song Yu widened her eyes in fear and rolled around on the spot.

The familiar voice brought her back to consciousness, Meng Tang withdrew her hand that was raised above her head, looked at Song Yu who was lying on the ground with a strange expression, and asked curiously, "Little Fairy, did you learn the Toad Kungfu?"

I haven't seen you for a few days, is the little fairy possessed by a funny girl?

Or, the little fairy is a funny girl at heart!

"Meng Meng, I miss you so much, but you want to hurt me all the time, woo woo woo, I can't live through this day!"

"Uh~"

Sister, don't pretend to be aggressive, you are easily struck by lightning!
And don't say such misleading words with a fresh and refined face, it's inappropriate, after all, she is weak now and can't do physical work.

"Meng Meng, take a good look at me and see if there is any change?"

Looking at the increasingly strange Song Yu, Meng Tang sat upright and stared at Song Yu's pale face, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Pointing at Song Yu with a complicated expression, Meng Tang asked with trembling lips, "You haven't slept lately?"

She wouldn't be foolish enough to listen to fooling around, would she?
"For three whole days and three nights, I didn't sleep, but I was so sleepy, Meng Meng, do you think I've become smarter?" Song Yu asked softly as her body flung herself softly into Meng Tang's arms.

The faint scent of milk came over her face, Meng Tang hugged Song Yu firmly, and when she heard her doubts, she swallowed nervously, her arms tightened unconsciously.

pain~
The aggrieved little milk sound beat on the head, Meng Tang hurriedly let go of her strength, and bit her lip guiltily.

She has a pig's brain, why didn't she think that the little fairy is really innocent?

I haven't slept for three days and three nights, no wonder the behavior was so weird just now, no, I have to put her to sleep quickly, otherwise something big will happen.

Gently rubbing Song Yu's soft hair, Meng Tang coaxed with a warm voice: "Little fairy, come to bed and sleep with me for a while!"

"No, I want to be smart, I can't sleep!"

Meng Tang covered her face in embarrassment, deeply despising herself.

Look, what kind of torture did she, a scumbag, make the little girl into?

孽 孽!
"It's okay, you're smart now."

"Really? Then who is smarter than you?" Song Yu yawned and asked, feeling drowsy as soon as he touched the warm quilt.

"You're smart, so sleep with me for a while, okay?"

The gentle voice was like a lullaby, and Song Yu couldn't help being addicted to it.

The firm words disintegrated the tense nerves, and the consciousness of confrontation slowly converged to the sharpness of the whole body!

Huhuhu~
A shallow voice came from beside her, and Meng Tang slightly turned her head to look at Song Yu who was lying in her arms, her little hands were tightly clutching her collar, and sighed dotingly: "You little goblin!"

In the cold winter, the warm quilt brings people infinite nostalgia, especially when listening to shallow breathing sounds, sleepy bugs get into the brain uncontrollably and dominate the nerves.

The big blue and black eyes reflected on the snow-white skin, which made people feel pity. Meng Tang quietly stretched out her little finger to stroke Song Yu's dark circles, and apologized guiltily: "Little fairy, I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, with a sigh, Meng Tang embraced the soft and fragrant body, and fell asleep with the sound of breathing.

The orange sun deflected from the east to the west, and slowly set down the mountain along the branches. The bone-piercing coldness eroded the exposed skin, and the shivering Song Yu woke up unhappily.

The old wood hangs high on the beams, and the unfamiliar decoration makes the brain stop functioning. Song Yu stares at the curtains fluttering in the wind, and Song Yu falls into deep thought.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and the dark yellow sunlight shone on the door, smearing the ground with light.

"Meng Meng, why did you steal me into your house?"

　The relationship between people is always very weak, whether it is family or love.If friendship is about getting out of the way, why don't many friendships last long?
　　There are always many misunderstandings between people. Maybe the misunderstanding is not intentional, but its existence is a kind of barrier!
　　The word love is most afraid of estrangement. Once there is a estrangement, there will be thorns in the middle, sharpening the heart back and forth, creating an uncomfortable feeling.

　　For example, a person who has always been decisive suddenly becomes indecisive and even hesitates, so it is not bad to give up and leave!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)