Seeing that he was no longer angry, Song Yanzhi helped him change his clothes and took them out to wash.
My heart felt heavy.
In her past life, Xiao Bao often came home dirty, but back then she never thought much about what had happened.
However, they overlooked the fact that because Xiaobao is different from normal children, even if he is bullied, he will not look for his mother and will bear it alone.
She is such a failure as a mother.
After washing Xiaobao's clothes, Song Yanzhi saw that he hadn't washed his hands before sitting down at the table and said, "Xiaobao, go wash your hands before you eat."
Xiao Bao was more obedient than usual today. He slid off the stool and went to the kitchen to turn on the tap to wash his hands.
Before they could even rub their hands together properly, they were already waving their hands, eager to eat.
She was grabbed by Song Yanzhi who came over, and she rubbed foam into his hands and carefully washed them.
There was so much dirt under Xiaobao's fingernails; it took me ages to clean them.
I was worried he would get impatient, but to my surprise, the little guy calmed down when she held him and quietly watched her big hands wrap around his little hands as she washed them.
Song Yanzhi took the opportunity to teach him how to wash properly in the future.
Especially if you touch insects or mud, otherwise you'll get worms in your stomach if you eat them.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Bao immediately stretched out his little hand.
He doesn't want to have worms in his stomach.
Pei Jichuan and his sister, who were sitting outside waiting for their meal, turned pale with fright when they heard Song Yanzhi gently instructing Xiaobao to wash his hands and then hearing that eating without washing hands would cause worms to grow in his stomach.
She rushed to the kitchen and said, "Aunt Song, we...we should wash our hands from now on too."
Song Yanzhi glanced at them, said nothing, nodded slightly, wiped Xiaobao's hands, and led him out.
Seeing that she didn't intend to teach them how to wash their hands, the two children felt a little sad.
I feel like crying.
At this moment, the urge to see my mother reached its peak.
After finishing my meal, I took my medicine as usual.
Song Yanzhi started practicing yoga in her room again.
The feeling of stretching my whole body was incredibly comfortable.
The soreness was relieved immediately.
Xiao Bao sat on the bed, watching his mother's strange actions with curiosity.
Sometimes squatting, sometimes raising one leg, sometimes lying down...
That's so strange.
After Song Yanzhi finished practicing, he was covered in sweat again.
She would leave a ember after cooking to boil water, so that she could take a shower every day, but at least wash herself.
Lying down after yoga felt incredibly comfortable, and Song Yanzhi drifted off to sleep holding her son.
In the middle of the night, a torrential downpour began.
A cold wind blew in through the window, making Song Yanzhi shiver and quickly pull the blanket over herself.
Not long after falling asleep, Song Yanzhi felt a chill behind her. Then, a pair of strong hands wrapped around her waist.
In her dream, two giant pythons coiled around her, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move.
Song Yan struggled with great effort, scratching and biting.
"Ugh..." A man's painful groan rang out in the darkness.
Pei Yuchen opened his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms who had bitten his chest.
How much must she hate him? She can't even stay still in her sleep.
He reached out and pressed down on her hand, which was still gripping his arm tightly.
He paused, then rubbed it a couple of times.
It wasn't the delicate skin of a young woman; her fingertips were quite rough.
He had held those hands before, and it wasn't like that.
Pei Yuchen's expression darkened.
Song Yanzhi felt incredibly uncomfortable being restrained, her body burning hot. In her hazy state, a pair of gentle hands touched her forehead, but she still felt hot and kept kicking the blankets away.
She wiped herself down after sweating in the evening, but then it started raining in the middle of the night, and the air conditioning blew in, causing her to develop a fever; her whole body was burning hot.
She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep comfortably. In her dream, someone placed something cool on her forehead, comforting her.
Her voice is so gentle.
Suddenly, Song Yanzhi felt very wronged. Her eyes were closed, but tears streamed down her face and soaked into her pillow.
The next day, Song Yan woke up naturally and was startled to see her son about to fall off the bed.
She felt sticky all over; she remembered that she had a fever last night and hadn't felt well.
However, I feel refreshed and energetic right now, without any of the weakness and fatigue I felt after being sick.
Indeed, taking medicine and exercising are very effective.
It was already broad daylight outside, and Song Yanzhi was quite satisfied with this lifestyle.
Life without having to get up earlier than the rooster is just wonderful.
Even so, it was only seven in the morning.
She stretched and got out of bed.
Today, she was taking her son to the after-school program. She changed into a newly bought dress, tied her hair in a bun, and even wore the silver earrings she bought for her wedding. She looked very gentle.
Pei Yuchen doesn't seem to have come back. That's good. It would be best if he never came back until he retires, gets his money, and then comes to divorce me and divide the property.
Song Yanzhi was thinking happily, while struggling with what to eat for breakfast.
She focused on nutrition for breakfast, planning to cook rice porridge with bone broth. Although there was no meat, it was still quite juicy.
Make my son a cup of formula and boil an egg, and that should be enough.
She did not mistreat the male protagonist and his siblings. Apart from the good things she specially bought for her son, she ate the same food as them.
In this day and age, without parents and living under someone else's roof, one should be grateful to have a full meal.
The family still lacked many things, but Song Yanzhi didn't have much savings left.
She sent her child to the early childhood education class not only so that he could receive education in advance, but more importantly, so that she could not just sit at home doing nothing.
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