Chapter 420: What happened to the promise of rest assured?

I have to say that Zhou Chenfeng is quite capable.

Before it got dark, he had collected all the well-known milk powder brands.

Looking at the coffee table full of baby formula.

The Lu family counted carefully...

Eighteen varieties.

There are even a few types that they have never seen before.

However, judging from the packaging of those milk powders, they are definitely not cheap.

"Chen Feng, this milk powder is not cheap, right?" Lu Xingyue pointed at the milk powder that she had never seen before.

"It doesn't matter whether it's cheap or not. The key is that my godson is willing to drink it." Zhou Chenfeng drank the tea brought by Wang Ma.

In order to find these milk powders, Zhou Chenfeng almost made the phone in He Qian's office smoke today.

The people below were also sent out.

When they learned that they were looking for milk powder for the two young masters of the Lu family, the people below also put in their best efforts.

All the relationships that can be used are used.

God will not let down those who work hard.

"How much is this?" Lu Yujing asked.

"My godson is drinking it, and you're talking to me about money?!" Zhou Chenfeng put down the teacup with an unhappy look on his face.

"Lu Yujing, let me tell you, as long as my godson likes it, I will pay for all their milk powder in the future."

"You'll have to try it to know." The old lady didn't hold out much hope.

Based on her understanding of the two little ones, these milk powders...

To be precise, no milk powder will do.

Qin Mengjie wasn't very optimistic either.

She knew that her son loved his young wife, and she felt the same way.

But those two little guys...

"Waaaaaa..." The crying of a little guy came from the room.

Qin Mengjie trotted into the house.

But before she could leave the living room, Lu Xingning, who was in charge of looking after the children, came out holding the second child.

“Wow wow wow wow…”

The second child cried with some urgency.

You can tell he's hungry just by hearing it.

In order to improve efficiency, the old lady asked Aunt Wang and Sister Chen to open all the milk powder packages.

If the bottle is not full, you can only add some milk in a bowl first and then pour it into the bottle later.

To avoid confusion, the mixed milk powder bowls are placed according to the position of the milk powder packaging.

Qin Mengjie poured the first type of milk powder into the bottle, tested the temperature, and made sure it was not hot before she fed the pacifier to the second child's mouth.

The second little one, who was originally crying with his mouth pouted, immediately closed his mouth alertly.

This left Zhou Chenfeng stunned.

He never expected that such a tiny little guy would be so picky.

The first kind of milk powder didn’t work, so Qin Mengjie immediately picked up the second bottle.

Mother Wang quickly poured out the discarded milk powder and quickly washed the bottle. Fearing that there would be any residual smell, Mother Wang carefully washed it several times.

Make sure the smell is gone before reinstalling another one.

The little guy is still the same.

As soon as the pacifier touched his mouth, he immediately closed it, for fear of getting a little milk powder in his mouth.

Repeated cycle.

Until the last kind of milk powder...

The Lu family and Zhou Chenfeng were both worried.

Jian Qingyi came out rubbing her eyes and saw milk powder arranged like a Bagua formation on the coffee table.

The second little one kept his mouth tightly shut and resisted the last kind of milk powder.

The Lu family and Zhou Chenfeng were completely heartbroken.

"What are you doing? Are you planning to open a milk powder factory?" Jian Qingyi looked at everyone with a smile.

Everyone sighed silently.

"Wife, why are you up? The doctor said you can't get out of bed." Lu Yujing walked over quickly and picked up his little wife.

I don’t know if it was because he heard Jian Qingyi’s voice, but the little second child, who was originally humming softly, suddenly started crying loudly.

The voice sounded aggrieved and pitiful.

Upon hearing this, the Lu family and Zhou Chenfeng's hearts trembled.

"The doctor said you can't stand for a long time, not that you can't get out of bed." Jian Qingyi corrected.

"It's all the same." Lu Yujing turned around and carried his young wife back to the house.

Qin Mengjie followed closely behind, holding the little second child who was howling at the top of his lungs.

Less than a minute after entering the house, the second child's crying stopped abruptly.

Obviously he ate it.

Zhou Chenfeng picked up the bowls of milk powder on the coffee table and tasted each one...

Although the taste and smell are different, the texture is silky and smooth with a rich milky flavor.

Why doesn’t the little guy drink it?

Zhou Chenfeng couldn't figure it out.

Not only Zhou Chenfeng couldn't figure it out, but the Lu family also couldn't figure it out.

If the children in the mountains don’t have milk to drink, they are fed rice soup.

The babies in the Beijing Orphanage also drink rice soup and eat rice porridge.

People still enjoy the food.

These two little guys in their family won’t eat anything except what their mother eats.

"Why don't we find two wet nurses?" Zhou Chenfeng suggested.

He doesn't believe that no one will do it as long as he is paid.

"That's an idea." The old lady thought for a moment.

"Then we have to take him to the hospital for a thorough check-up to make sure he doesn't have any disease." Lu Xingyue still had some concerns.

Children have poor resistance to begin with, so if they get sick from a mouthful of milk, it would be more trouble than good.

"Leave it to me, I will definitely find two reliable wet nurses for my godson." Zhou Chenfeng firmly believes that when there is a big reward, there will always be brave men.

There are so many breastfeeding women in Beijing, he doesn't believe that he can't find two reliable ones.

In the next few days, Zhou Chenfeng was busy selecting a wet nurse.

At two hundred yuan a can a month, a large number of breastfeeding women flocked to Yunlai's meeting room.

From height, weight, appearance, body shape, body odor, family background, background...

No one who is too short, too thin, too dark, has body odor, is sloppy, or has a mean look...

After several rounds of screening.

There are five left.

A full physical examination revealed another case of gynecological disease.

Finally, there were four left.

These four women are all slightly plump, good-looking, and most importantly, have clean family backgrounds.

Since it concerned the two little ones, Zhou Chenfeng dug up the ancestors of the four women for eighteen generations.

After making sure there was no problem, he took the person to the compound.

The old man, the old lady, Qin Mengjie and Lu Yaozong were all very satisfied when they saw it.

Even Aunt Wang and Sister Chen nodded in satisfaction at the four plump and voluptuous women.

Wet nurse, milk is definitely the most important thing.

The old lady asked the four of them to go into the house and milk the cows for her to see.

All of them are rich white.

The old lady was even more satisfied.

When Lu Yujing came out holding Jian Qingyi, the four women were already standing in a row in the middle of the living room.

As soon as Jian Qingyi sat down, Aunt Wang brought up the soup.

Her eyes moved back and forth between the several people.

Fair skin, soft eyebrows, warm and bright eyes...

You can tell at first glance that he has a good temper and a stable mood.

The most important thing...

Several of them had very proud chests.

There are many people who are better than her.

"Yi Yi, everything seems fine to me." Qin Mengjie had a satisfied smile on her face.

Jian Qingyi nodded.

The two little ones are small now, and their appetites are not big, so she can barely cope with them. When they grow up a little and their appetites increase, with her current small body...

Finding a wet nurse is indeed a good idea.

"Sister-in-law, what do you think?" Zhou Chenfeng looked at Jian Qingyi with a questioning look in his eyes.

"They're all very good." Jian Qingyi curled her lips slightly.

Now it depends on whose milk the two little ones like to drink.