He pinched Xinxin's little face with great joy:
"Mom is really becoming more and more reasonable!"
After saying this, Su Yongxi hurried to the kitchen to help.
The kitchen was not big to begin with, and with the two men busy inside, Su Qingqing had no room to even step in.
She was never too lazy to cook, but this was just what she wanted.
After feeding my daughter, I found that this delicate, porcelain-white face has gained weight recently.
After the little guy finished his feeding, he started babbling and started talking non-stop.
As Su Qingqing listened, she felt something was not right.
Xinxin is only two months old and can only make some simple unconscious sounds like "hmm, ahh, oh oh".
But just now I kept saying "Sister, sister, Yue, Yue."
Listening to it over and over again, it seems like these pronunciations are conscious.
Su Qingqing suddenly remembered that she hadn't contacted her sister for a long time. Was Xinbao reminding her?
We still haven’t figured out what happened with Li Dafeng last time, maybe my sister knows him!
Su Qingqing called her sister: "Sister, I haven't called you for so long. Are you and Yueyue doing well?"
Su Qingping lowered her voice: "Well, it's okay. The old man is asleep and I don't want to wake him up. Is there anything wrong?"
"It's okay, I just missed you and Yueyue. Also, Mom knows I gave birth, so Xinxin has been staying at Mom's house these days! Will you guys be back for the holidays?"
Su Qingping was silent for a while: "It's hard to go back! Your brother-in-law... Oh, forget it, I'm not going back."
When Su Qingqing heard this, she knew her sister was living a very aggrieved life, and couldn't help but say, "Sister, don't be too hard on yourself. If it really doesn't work out..."
Before Su Qingqing could finish her words, the other party hung up the phone, which made Su Qingqing even more worried.
At this time, Su Yongxi came out with a plate of fish and saw Qingqing staring blankly at the phone.
"Qingqing, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?"
Qingqing shook her head in frustration: "I just called my sister, but she hung up before I could finish. Could something have happened?"
Su Yongxi quickly put down the plate: "Or, I'll go to her house later to take a look!"
Su Qingqing thought about it and dialed again.
When I answered the phone, I heard my sister crying in grief:
"Yueyue...Yueyue is missing, she, she is lost... wuwuwu..."
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