Mrs. Jing had never been so nervous before. When she was a girl, she had gone with her family to discuss business with partners who were several times older than her. She had never been as nervous as she was today. She just wanted to seek Dudu's opinion.
This made her so nervous that Mrs. Jing pursed her lips and looked at Dudu eagerly.
"I can eat it myself, thank you, Jiaojiao mom."
Dudu is not used to being fed by others.
She is no longer a little child, and he is now a big child.
Dudu thought to himself.
She lived for about two or three years in the previous world.
In this world, he is also three years old.
That's six years old.
Her previous mother once said that she was just a big kid.
The disappointment on Mrs. Jing's face was obvious, Fu Zixia said gently to Dudu.
"Dudu, let Madam Jing feed you this time, how about that? You are not a big kid at all, you are a little kid, you are still a child, this bowl is very heavy."
Mrs. Jing looked at Fu Zixia with gratitude.
Dudu thought about it.
She nodded, and let Mrs. Jing hold him while he ate, but Dudu held the bowl. Mrs. Jing felt an unprecedented sense of tension that permeated her body and mind, but he still kept his composure.
Looking at Dudu’s flawless little face.
Dudu felt as soft as she expected, but it was a little hard, probably because it was thin.
Because Jiaojiao was well taken care of by her, she was full of flesh, but Dudu was very light. They were the same age, so why was Dudu so light?
But it seems that the Fu family and the Feng family are both very good to Dudu. She has so many brothers and sisters who pamper her, and her mother also pampers her.
Mrs. Jing was a little confused. Dudu ate very obediently, unlike Jiaojiao, who she chased after to feed her, but only to make sure Jiaojiao was full.
Madam Jing had to chase Jiaojiao to feed her because Jiaojiao would come to Jingming and Madam Jing Er while eating. In the end, the situation evolved into Madam Jing Er holding her while Jingming watched from the side.
Every time I feed Jiaojiao, it feels like a battle.
It's too mentally taxing.
As for Dudu, she held the bowl by herself. As long as she held the spoon, she wouldn't move.
Dudu ate a bowl of rice until she was full. She felt hungry and touched her belly.
"I can't eat any more. If I eat any more, I'll feel full."
Mrs. Jing thought about it and said, yes, Dudu was right, she couldn’t eat anymore.
"Thank you, Jiaojiao's mother."
"You, you can call me Aunt Liu, or you can call me Aunt."
Madam Jing said to Dudu.
Dudu nodded, "Aunt Liu."
Mrs. Jing was delighted when she was called "Aunt Liu".
Dudu pursed his lips a little embarrassedly.
The dimples are exactly the same as her husband's.
The same dimples.
People looked at Dudu and suddenly had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.
Seeing Dudu continuing to tinker with her herbs after finishing her meal, Mrs. Jing joined her and did not choose to persuade Dudu to stop tinkering, as this was Dudu's hobby.
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Meanwhile, Jiaojiao had been staying at Jiang Yan's aunt's house for nearly half a month. She was eager for Jing Ling and Madam Jing to come pick her up.
But they didn't go to pick her up, and even their elder brother Jing Zhou didn't go to pick her up.
Jiaojiao's mentality was really broken. Even though she was already an adult in her previous life, what did Jing Ling and Madam Jing want to do now? She was their daughter. At least before they knew the truth, she was his biological daughter.
Jiang Zhisu was a very crybaby. He had to cry so much every day that Jiaojiao couldn't sleep at all.
In the evening, Jiang Yan's aunt began to coax the child, because Su Tiantian also hated coaxing children. She naturally went to help her aunt with housework because she couldn't let her aunt do housework alone.
Su Tiantian seemed to have awakened something, and Jiang Yan was also annoyed to death, but he didn't know how to comfort a child. He yelled at Jiang Zhisu a few times, and Jiang Zhisu stopped crying at first, but then continued crying. Jiang Yan was so angry that he didn't even plan to have a second child.
"Cry, cry, cry, it's no use!"
He was cursing in the room. It was three o'clock in the morning. Jiaojiao pouted in grievance.
Why did she feel that Jiang Yan was talking about her? It was useless. She was just a child. What use could she be? Jiaojiao came to the living room in her pajamas and saw Su Tiantian mopping the floor and washing dishes.
Still washing clothes, why do they look like the bitter melon brigade in the short video?
But Su Tiantian didn't feel bitter at all.
On the contrary, she enjoyed taking care of the children. This matter still made her feel uncomfortable, and her aunt was also somewhat overwhelmed by the quarrels.
She gave the child to Su Tiantian and asked Su Tiantian to carry the child to do housework. My aunt didn't want to do housework anymore.
I don't know what's wrong with my aunt lately. She's been feeling increasingly powerless lately. She's mostly silent during meals, with Shanshui, Jiang Yan, and Su Tiantian chattering away. Jiaojiao doesn't dare say much either.
Because the atmosphere at home became increasingly silent and depressing.
Su Tiantian is used to doing housework, but she can't stand it if she is asked to do housework and take care of the child. Su Tiantian wants to give the child to her aunt, but her aunt has already gone upstairs to sleep. She has to go to work tomorrow, so she has no time to help Su Tiantian take care of the child.
Besides, she is not Su Tiantian's mother-in-law, and no one knows where Su Tiantian's mother-in-law has gone. Whoever gives birth to the child should take care of it. In a word, when the aunt returned to the room, she saw her husband, Jiang Yan's uncle, sleeping there and snoring.
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