Jiang Si and Huo's mother were going to the farm to attend a long table banquet tomorrow, and Third Uncle and Uncle Zhong knew about it.

The two of them rushed over from the fishing village early in the morning.

But as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a burst of heart-wrenching crying came from inside.

The two of them ran over in a hurry.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Huo Tingzhou holding a child in one hand, and he was coaxing the child in a gentle voice.

But the two babies didn't give me any face at all.

Huo Tingzhou didn't know what other people's twins looked like.

But his family has these two little ancestors.

Even if you laugh, it doesn't mean you will laugh together.

But if it's time to cry, we will definitely cry together.

They are usually very well-behaved, but when they woke up one day, they probably didn’t smell the familiar milk scent on their mother’s body, nor did they see their grandmother’s smiling face making them laugh.

The two little guys pouted and started the duet without any courtesy.

But this 19-year-old "toothless" child cannot be beaten, but cannot be persuaded either.

In just a short while, sweat broke out on Huo Tingzhou's forehead.

Seeing the two children crying with their faces red, Uncle San's heart instantly sank into a ball.

"What happened to Sui Sui and Zhao Zhao? Why are they crying so hard?"

Huo Tingzhou pursed his lips and said, "Maybe I'm hungry."

"Feed me if I'm hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Third Uncle realized that there were already two bottles of prepared milk powder on the table.

Without thinking too much, he quickly picked it up and dropped two drops on the back of his hand to make sure the temperature was just right before feeding it to the child.

It was only after feeding the baby that Third Uncle realized something was wrong.

Usually, when the pacifier is handed over, the little one comes when he smells the scent.

I don't know what happened either.

The two little guys didn't even look at the bottle. They grabbed Huo Tingzhou's clothes on his chest with their little hands and rubbed his chest with their mouths open.

Uncle San was not discouraged and fed the two children again.

Now the two children cried even louder.

In the end, it was Uncle Zhong who saw the problem at a glance. "The child is used to drinking breast milk during the day, and when he wakes up in the morning, he doesn't see Miss Pei Sisi, so he will be in a bad mood."

When the Third Uncle heard this, he became anxious, "What should we do? Sisi and the others won't be back until tonight."

After thinking for a while, he said, "How about sending the child to the farm now?"

Huo Tingzhou wanted to too, but all the vehicles of the Tianshi Division had been dispatched and were now at the farm.

When Third Uncle heard this, he became even more anxious.

Neither this nor that works.

We can't let the two children go hungry all the time.

"Or, let the uncle try."

Huo Tingzhou did not realize the seriousness of the problem at this time.

Uncle Zhizhong went to the utility room to find a piece of hemp rope, tied the two bottles diagonally, and finally hung them around his neck.

"Well, uncle, lie down on the bed..."

Even without Uncle Zhong saying anything, Huo Tingzhou understood what was said afterwards.

There is no way. At this time, the sky and the earth are not as big as the children eating.

Just like that, Huo Tingzhou lay down on the bed as Uncle Zhong requested.

After adjusting the height and making sure the little guy can open his mouth to eat.

Uncle San and Uncle Zhong put the two little guys down, one on each side.

The little ones were already crying and confused.

Instinctively, I feel that this is how I usually drink milk.

Plus the familiar milk smell attracts you.

So she sobbed twice and subconsciously covered it with her little mouth.

But after taking two sips, something didn't seem right.

Look, the little mouth is pouting again.

"You can't do this. Hurry up and hum a song to comfort them."

Third Uncle advised, "Pat their little butts again, otherwise they won't feel safe."

Hearing this, Huo Tingzhou touched his cheek.

He didn't even know how to sing a lullaby, so in the end he could only bite the bullet and hum a familiar red song.

Fortunately, the two little ancestors were very hungry at this time.

After grunting a few times, he started eating with a grunt.

Huo Tingzhou just breathed a sigh of relief.

But the two little guys stopped moving again.

As if on purpose, whenever his hand touched the bottle, the two of them would start taking sips.

As soon as their hands were removed, they stopped again.

This was repeated more than ten times.