Su Mianmian rubbed little Ayan's head vigorously and said, "Our Ayan has good taste. Don't believe anything your classmate's stepmother says to you in the future."
Little Ayan patted his chest and said, "Of course I don't believe it. Ayan is very smart! I always feel that the aunt speaks strangely."
Maybe the two of them were talking a little too loudly just now and woke up the sleeping little Jiubao.
She opened her eyes, pursed her lips and prepared to cry, but when she saw it was little Ayan, she immediately smiled widely.
“Chirp~”
He shouted while reaching out to Xiao Ayan.
"Chiuchi, hug me~"
Little Ayan held Jiubao and stood up, but he didn't lift him up completely. Jiubao's two fat feet were still standing on the kang.
Jiubao looked at Su Mianmian, "Mmmm~"
Su Mianmian tapped her little nose and said, "You heartless person, didn't you see me?"
Seeing this, Jiubao decisively abandoned his uncle and reached out to Su Mianmian, "Mmm~ Hold the baby~"
Su Mianmian held her in her arms and kissed her cheek, "Are you hungry?"
"Hmm~"
"Are you hungry? Stay with your uncle for a while. Mommy will make you some milk powder."
"Yeah~"
Su Mianmian handed Jiubao to Xiao Ayan and went to get off the bed to prepare the milk powder.
After the milk powder was prepared, Su Mianmian brought Jiubao over and said, "Ayan, put on your clothes and shoes first. Let's go find Qingqing and Aunt Yang."
Little Ayan nodded, "Okay."
After little Ayan put on his shoes, Su Mianmian held Jiubao and took Ayan to Su Qingqing's house first.
Su rubbed his sleepy eyes gently and opened the door.
Su Mianmian put Jiubao in Su Qingqing's arms without thinking, and Su Qingqing's sleepiness was scared away by Su Mianmian.
She held Jiubao in her arms and looked at the culprit speechlessly, "Please, this is your cub, what if it falls?"
"It's okay, my fat girl is strong and can't be hurt."
Su Qingqing: "...Listen to what you say, are you talking like a human being? Even if he's strong, he's still just a cub that's only one year and three months old."
Su Mianmian: "Aren't you here?"
Su Qingqing: "...Okay, you're awesome."
Jiubao was holding the bottle in both hands and drinking milk, completely unaware that he almost fell to the ground. At this moment, he was pointing forward with an innocent look on his face.
"Auntie, porridge."
Su kissed Jiubao gently and said, "Okay, Auntie won't bother with your mother. I'll take our baby away right now."
Jiubao took a sip of milk and nodded, "Yeah."
Su Qingqing ignored Su Mianmian and Xiao Ayan, and walked away first with Jiubao in her arms.
"Aren't you cold? Just wear a sweater." Su Mianmian looked at her back and shouted.
Su Qingqing was probably teasing Jiubao and didn't hear it. Su Mianmian thought about it and ran into the house to get a thick coat, then took little Ayan's hand and quickly caught up with Su Qingqing.
Su Mianmian put the coat on her.
…
When they arrived at the Yun family, Aunt Yang had just finished cooking and was about to go out when she ran into Su Mianmian and others.
"You're here? I was just about to call you, but come in quickly, Xuxu is serving the food."
Hearing Aunt Yang's voice, Jiubao pointed to the Yun family's yard and said, "Dede."
Aunt Yang took her from Su Qingqing's arms and helped her adjust the bottle in her hand. "Our Jiubao wants to see her brother, right?"
Holding the bottle in place, Jiubao took another sip of milk and nodded obediently, "Si Ya."
"Grandma, take us in to find our brother."
As Aunt Yang said this, she carried Jiubao into the house and did not forget to invite Su Mianmian and the others to come in for dinner.
As soon as Jiubao entered the room, he saw Ah Fu playing with toys on the kang. He waved his chubby little hands and said, "Hey, here comes the cub."
Ah Yan was so happy when he heard his sister's voice, "Sister, sister, brother missed you so much."
Ah Fu stood up shakily, holding onto the wall, and then stretched out his hand to Aunt Yang, "Grandma, sister, I need to take care of you."
Aunt Yang smiled and placed Jiubao on the kang, "Afu, take good care of your sister."
"Roar."
Jiubao sat next to Ah Fu and handed the small bottle hanging around his neck to Ah Fu who was still standing against the wall.
The tone was soft, "Here, here you go."
Ah Fu was so touched. Milk was her sister's daily ration, yet she actually gave it to herself every day. "Woo woo, sister, Ni Zenghou oh."
"Hehe." Jiubao grinned foolishly and handed the bottle to Afu again.
Ah Fu shook his head and said, "Sister, Nizhi chicken, Heya, Guoguo has it." How could he steal his sister's food.
Jiubao understood, nodded obediently, and started drinking from the bottle.
Ah Fu chuckled at this and reached out to Aunt Yang, "Grandma, milk, let me drink it."
Aunt Yang smiled and handed her grandson the bottle of milk. "Remember to take good care of your sister. We are going to eat."
Ah Fu nodded, "Okay."
Ah Yan was eating in the distance. Seeing his niece and Ah Fu getting along so harmoniously, he took a big bite of rice.
"snort."
Su Mianmian followed his gaze and quickly understood.
"What happened to Ah Yan?" Su Mianmian asked knowingly.
"You stole my niece. I'm so angry." After saying that, he took another bite of rice, and his mouth was full.
Su Qingqing couldn't help laughing after seeing this, and teased, "They have been friends since childhood. They have always been able to chat with each other even when they couldn't speak. Now that they can speak, they can definitely chat with each other even more."
After hearing this, Xiao Ayan became even angrier, "Humph, I have to do some ideological work on Jiubao tonight."
The others shook their heads and let him be. This kind of ideological work was useless anyway.
Do you expect a one-year-old kid to understand?
…
After dinner, Ah Yan couldn't wait to walk over and was about to pick Jiubao up from the kang when Ah Fu, who was drinking milk nearby, became anxious.
"Uncle Ayan, my sister won't give it to me."
Little Ayan glared at him, "Humph, since you call me uncle, you have to listen to me, I want to take Jiubao away."
Ah Fu stood up again shakily, holding onto the wall. He held Jiu Bao's arm with his other hand and said, "Don't listen! Sister, go!"
Little Ayan had no choice but to look directly at Su Mianmian and Su Qingqing, "Sister, look at him, he won't let Jiubao go back."
Su Mianmian, who was cleaning the table, shrugged and said, "I can't help it. I can't hit him."
Su Qingqing also spread her hands and said, "There's nothing I can do. I can't bully the weak, can I?"
Little Ayan scratched his head and looked at Liuxu, "Sister Xuxu, your son is disobedient, Ayan wants to beat him."
Liu Xu turned around and smiled, then said calmly: "Go ahead and fight." Ah Yan was a man who knew his limits, so she was not worried.
Little Ayan got the answer he wanted and raised his hand to slap Afu's chubby leg.
Ah Fu was hit so hard that he lost his balance and sat down on the kang. He thought that Uncle A Yan was playing with him and laughed happily.
"Uncle Ayan, pick it for me!" As he said this, he stood up tremblingly again, holding on to the wall.
A Yan closed his eyes and felt very frustrated. It was like this every time. He couldn't hit or scold him.
This stinky Ah Fu was born to be his nemesis.
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