When He Sihai was not at home, Taozi would sleep with her grandmother.

Now that He Sihai is back, Taozi naturally sticks to him.

There are a lot of mosquitoes in the countryside in summer. If you don’t use mosquito nets or light mosquito coils at night, you will definitely not be able to sleep.

Unfortunately, the mosquito net at home had already broken several holes.

No wonder there are so many mosquito bites on Peach.

So He Sihai bought mosquito coils and lit them for both his and grandma's room.

At the same time, I bought a bottle of cauliflower and sprayed it with peaches.

Now, she really became a baby who was so fragrant.

"Grandma, wash your feet."

He Sihai brought the foot wash water to his grandma's feet, squatted down, took off her shoes, and then placed them directly in the basin.

"Grandma, do you want to burn it? Just tell me if it's hot."

Grandma likes to soak her feet, but because she is older and has reduced skin sensitivity, she has higher requirements for water temperature.

"It's not hot, but it doesn't matter if it's hot, it's comfortable to burn a little." Grandma said with a smile.

"That's good. After washing your feet, grandma will go and rest. I'll take Taozi to bed at night."

"Okay, okay, all over the world."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Thank you for your hard work in our house."

Grandma suddenly put her hand on He Sihai's head squatting in front of her.

Gently groping.

The skinny palms are a bit uncomfortable, but they are particularly warm.

"Grandma, why are you talking about this? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know what happened now. Maybe I wouldn't survive." He Sihai raised his head and said.

"Good kid, if you have the chance in the future, you will go back to find your own biological parents. They may not necessarily..." Grandma sighed.

"Grandma." He Sihai frowned and shouted heavily.

"Okay, I won't talk about it anymore. You are too old. Let's make your own decisions on your own."

Grandma said, picking her feet up from the basin, and He Sihai hurriedly helped her wipe it.

Then he helped her back to her room to rest.

Taozi kept holding the little fat chicken doll and watching.

When He Sihai arranged his grandmother and came out of the room, he found Taozi sitting in front of the foot basin with a small stool.

Seeing him come out, he immediately raised his neck and said with a smile: "Dad, you can wash your feet, too."

"Haha, dad needs to take a shower." He Sihai reached out and touched his head, feeling moved.

"Wash it, wash it..." Taozi pulled his arm and said coquettishly.

"Okay, can't I wash it?" He Sihai couldn't bear to let her down.

Then……

"Wow, why is it so hot?" He Sihai picked up his feet as soon as he put them in.

At this moment, my feet were already burning red.

But Taozi looked confused.

"It's very comfortable to get hot..." Taozi said in confusion.

He Sihai:...

"Thank you, but you can't get the thermos yourself next time."

It was obvious that peach added hot water to the foot basin again.

"It's okay, I'm very experienced and I'm not dangerous when I do it often." Taozi said innocently.

He Sihai was speechless. Yes, she didn't do it herself, who would help her do it?

...

Peach curled up in He Sihai's arms, and his little hand was tightly clutching his clothes, and he slept particularly sweetly.

Even when I fell asleep, my face was filled with a happy smile, and my breath was slightly and smooth.

Looking at the little man in his arms, He Sihai felt warm in his heart.

He Sihai, who was lying on his side, gradually felt a little uncomfortable.

But he didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up the peach that was curled in his arms.

Suddenly he thought of the movements on the notebook.

So he subconsciously made a single-arm and cheek support.

Now I finally felt comfortable, and I wouldn’t feel tired even if I sleep like this for a night.

Unexpectedly, the sleeping movements are really useful.

Unfortunately, he threw the notebook in the rental house and did not bring it back.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that there was something more on his other hand that was placing it on his side.

I picked it up and saw that it was the notebook he threw in the rental house.

"It's really weird." He Sihai was very surprised.

He clearly remembered that when he came back, he only brought a few sets of clothes to change clothes, and he didn't bring this note at all.

Besides, why did it suddenly appear in my hands?

With the faint moonlight, He Sihai looked around the house and always felt that there was a trick jumping out everywhere.

But after all, there were examples of Tang Sheng in the past. Although he was still a little scared, he was not as scared as before.

He reached out and hugged Taozi to his side.

Taking advantage of the faint moonlight, I opened my notebook and there was no picture on the notebook that was originally full of patterns.

There is just a line of small words on the first page.

I took a look at the sleeping peach.

Take out your phone and turn on the flashlight function.

Name: Tang Sheng

Birthday: Dingsi year Jiyou month Dingchou day Chen hour three minutes

Wish: Completed

Remuneration: 5,000 yuan

"So this is really an account book?" He Sihai thought to himself.

Look left and right, there seems to be nothing special, especially ordinary.

He Sihai also reads online novels, and he also knows more about old man, system, gold finger, plug-in, etc.

In this way, this account book is also his golden finger.

But no matter how you look at it, it's all so useless?

Suddenly he thought again, was it because of this reason that he could see the weirdness?

Perhaps because it was too hot, Taozi turned over and let go of his little hand that was grabbing his clothes.

So He Sihai gently got out of bed, came to the living room, and put the account book on the table.

Back to the bed, thinking about the account book.

The account book immediately appeared in his hands.

I'm afraid this is the weakest gold finger in the world?

What's the use of such remote transmission?

He Sihai tried to press a cup on it.

Then the account book was directly transferred to his hands, and the cup was still steadily in place.

Then he put some things in the account book, and this time he passed them to him.

But how many things can this thin account book hold?

Besides, even if it is teleported, what can I do?

Do magic?

He Sihai thought of the pain in his head.
To be continued...