Zhao Heng and Wang Chunniang were standing by the kang. They put the soil that Zhao Heng had brought back into a small flowerpot and placed it on the head of Ah Bao's kang. Then, the couple saw Ah Bao sleeping.

He moved towards the pot of soil in a daze, as if he smelled something useful.

"It's really strange. Do you want Uncle Yao to see if there's anything wrong with this first?" Wang Chunniang asked Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng shook his head: "I've already shown it to him. There's nothing wrong with it. It's just relatively fertile soil."

"Ah Bao is still sleeping. Let's put it away first and wait until Ah Bao wakes up." Wang Chunniang stretched out her hand and pulled Zhao Heng out to prevent Zhao Heng from waking up Ah Bao.

Zhao Heng thought that the ginseng soil on the left and right had been brought over, and he was really not in a hurry, so he let Wang Chunniang pull him forward.

As for Abao, because of this little episode, not only did it not affect her sleep, but she slept more soundly. She didn't even eat breakfast. Wang Chunniang, Jiang Ting, and Zhao Xuan took turns shouting, but none of them could move.

She, her chubby little lump was huddled in the bed, refusing to move.

Seeing that she was almost covering her head with the blanket, Wang Chunniang was worried that she couldn't breathe, so she stretched out her hand to gently pull down the blanket. As a result, when she pulled down A Bao's little blanket, Wang Chunniang

Suddenly stunned, she hurriedly said to Zhao Xuan: "Go and call your father over. Ating, please help your elder brother check the fire in the kitchen for me later."

Jiang Ting nodded and went out with Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Heng was cleaning up the yard. When he heard his son's words, he immediately put down the broom and strode in. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Wang Chunniang waving to him anxiously. He stepped forward and was about to ask what happened.

His gaze froze.

I saw that the two small knots on Abao's head, which were not too thick at first, had actually grown longer, as if they had two small ponytails.

"Husband, what... is going on? How did Po's hair grow so much overnight?" Wang Chunniang was a little worried, after all, Po was not a normal human cub.

Even at this time, Zhao Heng still maintained the most rational thinking. He thought about it seriously and realized that Abao had not touched anything else in the past two days, except... the pot of ginseng soil he brought back last night.

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So, he thought about it and told Wang Chunniang this conjecture.

"Is that the ginseng soil? Seal it quickly and don't take it out casually. I want to cut Abao's hair now." Wang Chunniang pinched herself to calm herself down, and then said to Zhao Heng.

She couldn't let anyone see that Bao's hair suddenly grew so much.

Zhao Heng also agreed with this point, so the couple split up. Zhao Heng sealed the pot of ginseng soil and hid it in a corner where no children could touch it. Wang Chunniang moved as fast as possible

She cut Ah Bao's hair so quickly that it was almost invisible that Ah Bao's hair had been touched, and then she stopped.

Early in the morning, the couple was even startled and broke into a sweat.

When Po stretched out his fat paws to rub his eyes and woke up, he saw his father and mother standing nearby looking at him.

She shyly covered her little face, rolled her little body, wrapped herself in a blanket and rolled inside, still mumbling something.

"Dad, why are you looking at me like a little monster?" Abao rolled around again, and then slowly rushed towards Zhao Heng, with his little head buried in Zhao Heng's arms.

, looking like he hasn’t woken up yet.

"How come you can't sleep so well today?" Zhao Heng frowned and asked, "Did you play late by yourself again last night?"

Wang Chunniang bought some Luban locks for A Bao in the county town before, and Lin Xiang sewed many small dolls for A Bao. Children's thinking is always different from adults, and even a small toy can be played with for a long time.

"No, it was just when I was sleeping, um... I smelled something very good while I was sleeping. Did my parents secretly make delicious food without calling me?" A Bao raked the food and raked it up.

Zhao Heng laughed angrily.

"Hurry up and wash up." Zhao Heng cursed with a smile.

Abao ran out in a hurry, and only then did Zhao Heng and his wife look at each other.

"Husband, this ginseng soil... seems to have a growth and sleeping effect on Ah Bao." Wang Chunniang concluded based on Ah Bao's changes and what she just said.

Zhao Heng thought for a while: "Let's seal it up first."

Whether it's good or bad, I can't seem to tell for a while.

But... Abao's changes obviously go beyond this.

While eating breakfast, Ms. Song lowered her head and took another look.

The whole family knew that Mrs. Song had some obsessive-compulsive disorder. When she saw her lowering her head several times, Lin Xiang was the closest to her and followed her gaze. Then... they saw that A Bao's shoes were in disarray.

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Originally, Po was very active, so when his shoes were torn, he would usually only have a hole in one of his toes. But today, Po's shoes had three toes exposed.

"Good boy, come to Grandma Yao." Mrs. Song put down the bowl and waved to Ah Bao.

A Bao was drinking porridge with her head raised and holding a big rice bowl. It must be that the porridge this morning was to her taste. Her little feet were still slightly tilted, and she was very happy. When she heard Song's words, she slurped up the bowl of porridge.

After finishing the porridge, he obediently came to Mrs. Song's side.

"A Bao, are your feet crowded?" Mrs. Song held A Bao on her lap and asked A Bao.

When Mrs. Song called A Bao, the others had already put down their bowls and chopsticks and came to A Bao's side, so now everyone saw A Bao's unsightly shoes.

Abao herself was confused. She hadn't noticed it before. She only found out about it when Grandma Yao called her just now.

Seeing his parents and Guo Guo all looking at him with worried expressions, Abao thought for a moment and said, "Grandma Yao, it's very crowded. My feet seem to be getting bigger."

Wang Chunniang took off Ah Bao's shoes and measured them with her hands. She smiled awkwardly: "It seems that Ah Bao's feet have really grown a little bit."

When she said this, she looked towards Zhao Heng. The couple had just cut Abao's hair, so naturally she felt a little uneasy.

Others didn't notice it, and the old Yao Wang nodded: "It's true that children grow up quickly. Don't A Bao's clothes often become smaller?"

Mrs. Song nodded: "It seems that A Bao's shoes need to be remade."
Chapter completed!