Could it be that my chauvinistic son has finally noticed that I'm getting younger and younger?
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if there were any other babies born in the hospital on the day I was born," Bai Anhai said calmly, taking a bite of a strawberry.
Is there a possibility that the babies were switched at birth?
"No!" Liu Jing thought for a moment with a serious expression. "You were the only child born that day, but when we took you to the baby bathhouse for your one-month celebration, there were quite a few babies your age."
"oh."
Bai Anhai nodded.
Okay!
I thought there was a possibility that they had been switched at birth!
"Hehe, you don't know, there were more than a dozen kids bathing in there together, all chubby and fair-skinned. Once you got in the water, I couldn't tell you all apart!" Liu Jing smiled mysteriously. "Guess what I did next?"
"What?" Bai Anhai took a bite of a strawberry.
"I picked the biggest and fattest one!" Liu Jing said proudly. "I can't let myself be taken advantage of, can I?"
puff--
Bai Anhai spat out all the strawberries he had just tasted.
"Mother, let's not joke like that!" Bai Anhai said with a resentful look.
He wasn't killed by his son, but he was killed by his own mother!
Liu Jing brushed her bangs aside, saw her son looking utterly dejected, and grinned.
She did indeed choose the biggest and fattest one at the time.
Unfortunately, the child's mother disagreed.
Bai Anhai sat in the bathtub, holding the crystal core in his hand to absorb supernatural energy, and his complexion became rosy.
Two hours later, Bai Anhai was able to get down on the ground and run a few steps on his own.
"Bang bang bang!"
There was a knock on the bus door twice.
The family left the space, opened the car door, and Bai Zhengxuan returned.
It was getting late, and the senior citizen group, who had been out having fun all day, finally returned.
"How did the car get here? Is the base reinforcing the walls?"
Grandpa Wang ran onto the bus, wandered around for a bit, and then took a piece of milk powder biscuit that Bai Yifan had made himself and started eating it.
Grandpa Liu's eyes lit up, and he happily ran to Grandpa Wang's side to eat Bai Yifan's homemade milk powder biscuits together.
Bai Yifan dared not make a loud noise today.
He quietly huddled in a corner, not saying a word. He would just eat; he wanted to minimize his presence.
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