Holding a Space in the 60s: A Nest of Seven Babies, Five Soldiers

Zhang Siyu was involved in a car accident. When she opened her eyes again, she was in a small fishing village in the 1960s, as Cheng Zhenzhu, a widow single-handedly raising three children.

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Chapter 125 Mother Likes Xiang Baby

I guess he climbed up along the backrest of the chair. Even with long legs, that's not how you use them...

"You're not a good boy either. Spit it out quickly." Cheng Zhenzhu shook Si Tiao.

The four looked at Cheng Zhenzhu, stretched out a little pink tongue, licked the corner of her mouth with satisfaction, and shook her furry round head from side to side.

"Xiao Qi, is this seaweed mud poisonous?" Cheng Zhenzhu looked at Si Tiao, who had eaten a lot of seaweed mud and was as excited as an electric puppy, and felt a little worried.

"Host, rest assured. All rewards from the system are non-toxic and harmless. Even if consumed, they will not have any effect on the body. Any reward from the system, as long as you find the right way to use it, can bring you huge surprises."

The correct way to use seaweed mud still needs some experimentation...but since it is non-toxic and harmless, you can rest assured.

Cheng Zhenzhu put the fourth one on the ground and gave it a good lecture, and then took the fifth one with her. "From now on, don't eat things of unknown origin, okay? When you go out, don't eat other people's things..."

Although this era is characterized by simplicity and dog thieves are not yet prevalent, we should educate them first.

"Woof woof~"

"Woof woof woof~"

The five cats spun around in place, wagging their tails as they listened to the scolding. The fourth cat jumped up and down with joy, standing up its two paws, shaking them around and bowing to Cheng Zhenzhu.

Is it really non-toxic? It looks like I've taken a hallucinogenic red parasol, or maybe I'm just drunk...

Cheng Zhenzhu put the seaweed mud away, and while washing the pot, she kept an eye on Si Tiao and Wu Tiao who were wandering around the kitchen in a disoriented manner.

After cleaning the pot, Cheng Zhenzhu started to cook the pork ribs porridge. The ham and scrambled eggs from yesterday were left over and could be used as a side dish.

When the porridge was almost ready, Peng Yitiao and his brothers woke up, crawled out of their warm beds, and followed the smell to the kitchen.

After Cheng Zhenzhu and the other little kids brushed their teeth, she poured hot water for them to wash their faces.

It was already mid-December, and the temperature had dropped a few degrees today. Although Sanshi Island wasn't as bitterly cold as her hometown, she still needed to treat the winter with hot water.

And face cream.

"Smells so good~" Peng Sandiao patted his smooth little face and happily held his hands to his nose to sniff.

Peng Ertiao, who loves beauty, also likes this fragrant thing very much. She asked her mother to apply some on her neck, and then she picked up a small piece to wipe her arms.

"Mom, I'm a man! I don't need fragrance." Peng Yitiao waved his hand to refuse, his tone serious.

Cheng Zhenzhu found the serious tone of voice quite funny and couldn't help teasing the little man, "But mother likes fragrant baby, if you don't apply perfume, then..."

"San Tiao smells good, I like San Tiao~" Peng Sandiao's eyes lit up, he climbed into his mother's arms and said in a milky voice.

"Yeah, I like all three." Cheng Zhenzhu rubbed the clever little boy in her arms.

"Er Tiao is more fragrant." Peng Er Tiao looked at his mother, his big eyes like black grapes blinking, and he intentionally or unintentionally revealed his fragrant and tender neck.

Facing the gazes of the three little kids, Cheng Zhenzhu, who knew how to keep a balance, naturally did not let herself be led astray by Er Tiao, and said casually, "I like Er Tiao more."

"Yeah, Mom likes Ertiao too." Cheng Zhenzhu pinched Ertiao's sweet and soft little face and pulled him to sit next to her.

Peng Ertiao was a little dissatisfied with this answer and started to lift his sleeves...

"Mom...please apply some on me." Peng Yitiao retracted his gaze, walked to his mother, and said with a fearless attitude.

Cheng Zhenzhu suppressed a smile and scooped a small amount of face cream onto the little boy's face. "This is to protect Yitiao's face. The weather gets dry in the winter, and his face is prone to chapped and red. If Yitiao doesn't like it, I'll just apply a thin layer on it, okay?"

"Then mother would like one, a thick one..." Peng Yitiao's face flushed, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Peng Yitiao, who was already in school, considered himself a cultured person. The antonym for "thin" is "thick," and he remembered...

"Is Yitiao's voice so quiet?" Cheng Zhenzhu covered the cream lid and wiped Yitiao's little hand.

"Brother is being shy~" Peng Sandiao covered his little mouth and said loudly.

Peng Yitiao: He stopped talking.

Haha~ "Okay, Mom knows. Mom likes one, thick one." Cheng Zhenzhu paused and continued, "There are also two and three thick ones..."

"It's so thick!" Peng Ertiao put down his sleeves and gestured with his hands.

"It's so thick~" Peng Sandiao got down from his mother's arms, stood on tiptoe, and spoke in a baby voice, wanting to compete with his second brother.

How could Peng Ertiao be afraid of such a small creature like Santiao? He didn't even need to stand on tiptoe, he could just stretch out his hand and kill it instantly.

Peng San Tiao was defeated, his face wrinkled, and after racking his brains for a while, he ran to grab his big brother and said, "Hold me!"

His mother said he couldn't step on the stool, so he listened to her...

"Time to eat. We're having porridge today." Cheng Zhenzhu smiled at the little kids gesturing, picked up her face cream, and carried a large pot of porridge to the table. There was also a half-bowl of scrambled eggs with sausage that had just been heated in the microwave.

The pork ribs porridge with ham and scrambled eggs was not something the little kids were disgusted with. They didn’t care about height or thickness and scrambled to climb onto the table to eat.

"Be careful of the heat..." After arranging the three little kids, Cheng Zhenzhu went into the room to take a look at Liu Tiao.

Liu Tiao didn't know when he woke up, and he grabbed the quilt and tried to get up.

Cheng Zhenzhu checked the kid's diaper, cleaned up his poop and pee, and took him to wash.

After washing her face and applying facial cream, Liu Tiao smelled the fragrance on the table and cried out "Ahhh" and asked for some.

Cheng Zhenzhu coaxed Liu Tiao into eating a quarter bowl of egg custard, a small mouthful of pork rib porridge, and then cut some apple flesh for him to chew on.

Liu Tiao stuffed something in his hand, and it was his favorite apple flesh, and he immediately calmed down...

After dinner, Yitiao volunteered to teach Liutiao how to walk. Cheng Zhenzhu was delighted and happily handed the drooling little kid over.

Er Tiao and San Tiao thought Liu Tiao was stupid and were unwilling to take San Tiao for a walk. They only taught Liu Tiao to call "brother" and "mother".