The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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The front yard had been visited in the morning, and Si Lingling took the child directly into the house this time.

Chi Chi Chi...

Chachacha...

As soon as the mother and son opened the front door and entered the house, they heard the lively singing of birds from the main room.

Looking up, I saw a swallow's nest on the left and right sides of the main room, and a mother swallow was feeding insects to the baby swallow in the nest.

Seeing this scene, Si Lingling was stunned.

In my mind, the scene when I went back to my hometown to live with my grandparents during the summer vacation when I was a child unconsciously emerged.

At that time, there were only two nests of swallows living in the house.

Every morning just after dawn, Mother Yan flies out from the small square holes on both sides of the main entrance of the hall to catch insects for the baby swallow.

And at this moment, it was the early morning of another day.

Apparently, these two mother swallows had just returned from catching insects in the bamboo forest and were feeding their babies.

Si Lingling turned her head mechanically.

Sure enough, above the gate, on the walls on the left and right sides, I saw the small square hole specially opened by my grandfather to facilitate the entry and exit of swallows.

This discovery made Si Lingling's eyes heat up, and crystal clear tears fell silently.

In a daze, she seemed to see grandma wearing a black robe, carrying hot water from the front door, calling her to wash up.

Vaguely, I heard grandpa reminding grandma again: The baby's face is tender, use warm water for her, don't be too hot, and don't be greedy for cold.

Mother.

The sweet cry of her son and daughter called her back from her memories.

Si Lingling took a deep breath, quickly activated the water system ability, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Then he smiled and looked at the two little babies in front of him.

Bending down and lovingly kissing the little faces of her children.

Excitedly said: Good boy,

Let's go home.

This is our real home. No matter what happens outside, this place will always be the safest harbor for our mother and child, you know?

Although, there is no grandfather in this family, nor can the grandmother be seen.

However, here is the most precious memory of her childhood.

Mom, look.

Although the two children were smarter than their peers, they still did not notice the mother's emotional changes.

The siblings were attracted by the swallows on the wall from the moment they entered the house.

At this moment, he raised his little finger to point to the swallow's nest, his eyes were full of curiosity and longing.

Si Lingling softly gave the child a science score: Liu Liu, did you see that this bird is called a swallow.

They have black and white feathers and tails like scissors.

It just so happened that the two mother swallows had fed the baby swallows, then turned around and flew out from the small square hole.

Si Lingling picked up the child and chased to the door to see what the flying swallows looked like.

See? They have wings and can fly freely, and their tails are like scissors.

Swallow, swallow.

Liuliu and Jiujiu couldn't help clapping their hands and cheering happily as they listened to their mother's science score and looked at the fast and agile figure.

Si Lingling: Mom will sing you a nursery rhyme about swallows, okay?

it is good.

The siblings blinked their big eyes and waited expectantly.

The children are so supportive, of course Si Lingling will not let them down.

So he dropped a kiss on the baby's face, and then he cleared his throat and sang:

Swallows fly and fly, insects are piled up in piles, mother cleverly opened her mouth, took the insects and fed them to the baby.

Hey baby, eat it in your mouth, mouth it with happiness, the insects are so delicious, so delicious, mom, eat quickly and don't get too tired.

After Si Lingling sang, she looked expectantly at her children: Do you like this song?

The siblings clapped their little hands: I like it.

Does it sound good?

Si Lingling was very happy to get the child's approval, When you get older, mom will teach you how to sing, okay?

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