"Your grandparents are very thoughtful."

"Both children will also start to stop breastfeeding next month."

"This milk powder arrived just in time."

"yes."

Xu Qingluo took out the things with a smile. There were quite a few things sent by the four grandparents and Zhou's father.

There are not only two bags of baby milk powder, but also two bags of adult milk powder.

The two children's clothes, socks and shoes were all included.

He even bought Xu Qingluo two of the most fashionable dresses in Kyoto.

There was also a large piece of soft gray fabric and several toys.

The things the four elders sent were clothes and milk powder for the two children and Xu Qingluo.

The things Zhou's father sent were quite substantial, consisting of meat and pickled seafood, and the quantity was quite large.

"Your father has gone up the mountain to hunt again."

When Zhou's mother looked at the meat sent by Zhou's father, she couldn't help but miss him.

I don’t know how Lao Zhou is doing at home alone.

Did you eat on time, or did you stay up late to work overtime again?

Seeing the somewhat lonely look in Zhou's mother's eyes, Xu Qingluo hurried forward and hugged Zhou's mother's shoulders to comfort her.

"Mom, wait until then, Ah Heng will rest."

“Shall we take the kids to the city and take some photos?”

“Take a few more pictures.”

"Send it to grandpa, grandma and dad."

When Zhou's mother heard that she was taking her two grandsons to the city, she instantly became energetic.

“That’s great!”

"We haven't even taken a family photo yet."

"Wait for a while."

“We just took the kids to the city and took pictures.”

"Let your father see his two grandchildren, too."

Xu Qingluo’s comfort was effective, and Zhou’s mother was no longer sad.

Mother Zhou packed up her things happily, full of anticipation.

Xu Qingluo admired Zhou's mother for her emotions which came and went quickly.

Her mother-in-law is really an amazing woman.

He looks dull but is actually smart, and has a rude but generous personality.

Xu Qingluo smiled as she went to the room to look after the two children and finished the first draft of the manuscript before dinner.

Zhou Yuheng came home from get off work and went to the foot of the mountain to pick up some firewood.

Then he swung a machete and chopped wood in the backyard.

"Xiao Heng, it's almost time for dinner."

"Um."

Zhou Yuheng moved the chopped firewood into the kitchen and arranged it neatly, then went into the room to call Xu Qingluo for dinner.

The two children were awake.

Zhou Yuheng lifted the crib with both hands and carried the crib and the two children out.

Xu Qingluo picked up the two children's small blankets and went out.

The temperature difference between day and night in Snow City in July is quite large.

The night is not as hot as the day, but a little cooler, so you have to keep warm.

Xu Qingluo covered the two children with small blankets and let them develop brotherly feelings in the crib.

"Xiao Luo, drink more chicken soup."

“The chicken is so tender.”

"good."

Zhou's mother served Xu Qingluo a large bowl of chicken soup, then glanced at Zhou Yuheng with a disdainful tone.

"Do it yourself."

Zhou's mother rolled her eyes, and Zhou Yuheng had no intention of having anyone serve him.

It’s just that his mother might be in menopause and has a bad temper.

Xu Qingluo glanced at Zhou's mother with a smile in her eyes, and lowered her head to drink the soup.

The two children kept kicking their little hands and feet in the air, and even liked to put their fingers in their mouths.

After seeing this, Zhou Yuheng took his two sons' fingers out of their mouths and scolded them with a stern face.

"No sucking your fingers."

“Aa ...

Xiaoman kicked his legs and looked at his father with sparkling eyes.

When the adults weren't paying attention, he put his fingers in his mouth again.