The reborn wife is beautiful and ruthless

Chapter 423 My Baby
Song Ci really never expected that a simple sentence of her own would put herself in it...

But let's talk about training, Huo Beiyao dotes on Song Ci, and he didn't train her too much after all. After getting up early the next morning, as a teacher, Huo Beiyao simply taught Song Ci some business theory and physical training courses, which was not as good as him. One-tenth of the class that year.

Originally, Song Ci, who was very confident in her IQ and physical strength, felt that she would be able to complete it very easily, but soon after, she was slapped in the face.

Because she took Huo Beiyao's business theory class as if she was listening to a bible, and in the following physical fitness class, even if she could beat ten with one, she couldn't beat Huo Beiyao at all!

In the end, not only was she sweating profusely from his training, she fell down on the training ground several times, and even when she was eating at night, her hand holding the chopsticks was shaking!
So crying without tears, Song Ci sat on the table, and finally had to eat with a spoon like An An.

Little An'an was stupid, and didn't know that Song Ci, a mother, helped him resist a wave of bad luck. When he saw Song Ci eating with a spoon, he blinked his big eyes and said happily: "Is Mommy a baby today? How can you use it with me?" Eat the same thing?"

"Your mother has always been my baby." Huo Beiyao put a piece of boneless fish in Song Ci's bowl without changing his expression, and said to An An: "Eat well, don't talk."

"Hmm." Xiao An'an had long been used to covering her mouth with food.

But hearing Huo Beiyao's straightforward love words, Song Ci blushed, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in!

Mr. Huo almost vomited, and then looked at Huo Beiyao, and he realized again that after his grandson fell in love, he was really a bit powerful.

But Mrs. Huo's thinking is more traditional, because she used to be a lady with strict family education, so after pursing her lips and coughing lightly, she suddenly looked at the servant beside her and said, "Go and get my medicine."

"Yes." The servant replied respectfully, and not long after that, he came over with a bowl of black Chinese medicine.

Song Ci looked at the medicine that suddenly appeared with some surprise, and asked slightly in a daze, "Does grandma still need to take medicine?"

Because Song Ci had heard the old man mention that the old lady just needed to rest now when she arrived home on the first day, and she no longer needed to take medicine.

But she frowned and drank the bitter concoction. The old lady sighed and said to Song Ci: "People recover slowly when they get old. They used to be able to recover from illnesses by resting. Now it's not so easy. During this period of time I have three meals a day, and I have to have someone around me take care of me and take my medicine."

It turned out to be like this...

"Hold, I'm sorry, I didn't know the situation before." Song Ci hurriedly put down the spoon with some guilt, and said seriously: "Then I will stay by your side tomorrow and take care of you. You can tell me if you need anything, and I will also take care of you." I can make medicine for you!"

When the elders were in poor health, as a junior, Song Ci should have been by his side to take care of them.

Before, she thought that the old lady needed to rest, so she didn't bother her, but now that she knew the details, Song Ci certainly couldn't shirk it.

And listening to her words, there was a moment of silence at the table. Mr. Huo and Huo Beiyao glanced at each other, but just when the old man wanted to speak, the old lady had already held his hand under the table, and turned to Song Ci She said with a smile: "Good boy, grandma is so happy that you have such filial piety. Then tomorrow, my wife will trouble you to take care of her."

Song Ci nodded quickly!
……

In fact, Song Ci has little experience in taking care of the elderly.

Because no matter in her previous life or in this life, she has no experience in helping elders, but she should have the attitude, so Song Ci got up early the next day and went to the old lady's room full of energy. , Serve her to wash and eat.

But a high-level family is a high-level family. Song Ci never expected that the old lady would require so many details in her life!
The porridge should not be too thick or too hot, and the tea should not be too thick or too weak. Even the water used for washing the face must be filled with essential oils, otherwise the skin will be dry after washing.

So in just one morning, Song Ci was already busy walking around in the room of the whole person, and sweat was dripping on her pretty little face, looking pitiful.

But as if she was still dissatisfied with her performance, the old lady who was about to wash her hands after eating, her nose moved slightly when she saw the washbasin brought in, she already frowned and said to Song Ci: "This water has been added what?"

"I added rose essential oil." Song Ci explained: "Didn't you say when you washed your face just now that you didn't add essential oil to the water, so washing it would be bad for your skin?"

So now that the old lady has to wash her hands, Song Ci automatically uses rose essential oil by default.

But sighing impatiently, the old lady said earnestly to Song Ciyu: "You can ask me about things you don't know, but don't just think that you are smart and make up your own mind. I really have to use rose essential oil to wash my face in the morning, but I wash my hands after eating." , I’m going to use tea tree oil, which are two completely different things.”

……what?

This, this is too delicate, right?
Song Ci was speechless thinking in her heart, then holding the washbasin foolishly, Song Ci said: "Then, then I have added the essential oil now..."

"Turn it out and try it again." The old lady said with a cold face: "The essential oil is not added correctly. I will not feel good after using it for a day. You don't want to help me because you are afraid of trouble, right? If so, it doesn't matter, anyway. There are servants at my wife's house who can take care of me, so you can go to Bei Yao and have a good talk."

Song Ci was on the verge of crying: "No, I'm going to get the essential oil again."

The old lady was Huo Beiyao's grandmother after all, so Song Ci could bear little things!
So with her head down, Song Ci went out to help the old lady change the water, and then came back to continue serving.

And under such a high-density "work intensity", Song Ci was basically exhausted when the old lady took a rest after drinking the medicine at noon.

But she couldn't go back to her room for an afternoon nap, so after Song Ci covered the old lady with a quilt, she found a table and lay down sleepily on it, trying to relax.

But it was really too tired and sleepy, so it didn't take long for Song Ci to close his eyes and fall asleep, ignorant of everything around him.

At this moment, the closed door quietly opened, Huo Beiyao walked in from the outside, and saw Song Ci lying on the table——

But seeing the little girl's pitiful appearance with slightly disheveled hair and beads of sweat on her forehead, Huo Beiyao frowned slightly, walked beside her distressedly, and touched her little face.

And the next moment, the old lady who was sleeping on the bed sat up at some point, seeing Huo Beiyao's pity for Song Ci, so she coughed lightly, and she whispered: "I'm still here Here."

"Grandma." Huo Beiyao looked at the old lady and called out respectfully, but then he also frowned and said, "Why are you bullying her like this?"

(End of this chapter)