Now it’s better. Xiaoman has a mole above the left corner of her eye, which makes things much more convenient.

At least if the two children get into trouble in the future, she and Zhou Yuheng won't have to educate the wrong ones.

Lest the child feel that it is unfair.

Xu Qingluo pinched the two children's chubby little hands and legs and played with them, hugging them and kissing them again and again.

The cutest age for children is before they are four years old.

Xu Qingluo looked at the white and plump bodies of his two sons with a smile in his eyes.

Sometimes she looked at the two cute children.

I really want to take a bite of the faces and feet of the two children.

Xu Qingluo pretended to bite the children's little feet, and the two children giggled at their mother's amusement.

“Oh~”

The two children waved their hands and kept calling out to Xu Qingluo.

Both children can make several different pronunciations when speaking, and their favorite thing is to play with spitting.

“I’m a mother.”

"Call me mom."

Xu Qingluo guided his two sons to speak.

It would be best if the two children could learn to pronounce the sounds of dad and mom before Zhou Yuheng returns from his mission.

At that time, I will give Zhou Yuheng a surprise and move the old father to tears.

“Oh~oh~”

The two children didn't give each other face and continued speaking in baby language that only each other could understand.

Xu Qingluo was not in a hurry either.

She whispered it to the two children many times, and the two children learned it by themselves.

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Time flies and it is August. The osmanthus flowers in the yard are blooming.

The fragrance of the stamens was everywhere, butterflies were resting among the stamens, and a majestic dog was lying in the shade nearby.

“Woof woof woof~”

Ji Feng raised his head and shouted a few times at the door, and the yard door was pushed open from the outside.

A woman wearing a simple white dress and a low bun came in pushing a bicycle.

Jifeng ran over quickly, and Xu Qingluo bent down and touched Jifeng's head with a smile.

"Go play somewhere else."

When Jifeng heard what the hostess said, he excitedly ran to the bushes in the corner to chase butterflies.

Xu Qingluo put the bicycle away and took the things he bought into the house.

Xu Qingluo went to the backyard to wash his hands and watered the vegetables in the backyard.

Back in the room, Xu Qingluo walked to the kang with a smile and helped Zhou's mother roll up the wool while the two children were crawling on the kang.

Both kids will be 8 months old in a few days.

Now the two children have learned to crawl and sit independently.

They can even imitate adults' speech and make monosyllable sounds, such as "ba ba" and "mama".

"How about it?"

"I bought some food."

When Zhou's mother heard that they had successfully purchased food this month, she smiled.

His hands knitted the sweater with more energy.

"That's good."

"In three months, Snow City will start to get colder."

"We have to prepare food for the winter."

"Coal briquettes and firewood must be prepared."

"Two more children are now eating complementary foods."

"We can't be without rations."

Xu Qingluo nodded in response.

The summer in Snow City is short. Not long after the Chinese New Year, we have to start preparing for the winter.

Especially in years of drought, it is more difficult to get food.

"Don't worry, Mom."

"I know them all."

Zhou's mother believed that her daughter-in-law was sensible and capable.

In the past two months, it was obvious that the grain her daughter-in-law bought was not bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.

The supply and marketing cooperative ran out of supply every day, but her daughter-in-law was able to buy food every time.

As you can imagine, her daughter-in-law has her own way of buying food.