"Is it delicious?" Cheng Zhenzhu saw that the little guy was eating with relish and fed him another small spoonful. The little guy's eyes widened a little now, and the mung beans turned into peanuts, which were round and round...
In fact, she thinks she should still eat milk powder. Although rice oil can nourish the stomach, its nutritional composition is relatively simple, and milk powder will be more nutritious. But this guy is also picky about milk powder?
"Awoo~" The little baby swallowed the rice oil and moved his eyes hard, as if he was recognizing someone.
"Awoo awoo~" Bachi received the signal and came over happily, joining the group chat happily as if he had found an organization.
"Oh~" The little baby blinked and pushed away the eight hands that were stretched out. His little mouth kept moving and he continued to eat the rice oil with a "smacking" sound.
Hoho~ After being removed from the group chat, Yajo shrugged, shook his head and went to play with his brother. "Woooooooooooo~"
Liu Tiao took a look and said, "Eighth Tiao, when I heard you yelling, I thought Four and Five were coming."
Yajo: ...He won't play with his sixth brother for even a minute.
After feeding the little one half a bowl, Cheng Zhenzhu noticed the little one in her arms pursing his lips and pushing the bowl away, so she put the bowl aside. It seems he's full? As expected of the male lead, he's been smart since he was little, and he knows when he's full.
Article 6: I feel like his mother is implying something about him.
"Hmm~Hmm~" The little baby in Cheng Zhenzhu's arms shook her hands twice and started shaking her butt.
Sun Xiaode glanced at it and stopped studying the rice porridge. "Mom, do you think Xiaonian is going to poop?"
"It looks like..." Wang Dahua no longer cared about the rice porridge. She brought in a diaper and asked her son to get some water. "Sister, the baby seems to have pooped. Let me do it. Don't get your hands dirty."
Cheng Zhenzhu nodded and led the six children to play checkers. The children were no match for her, so this time they knew how to work together to block her path.
However, Ba Tiao was a naive person when playing checkers. He didn't keep up with the team and rushed around all the way, creating many ladders for Cheng Zhenzhu.
San Tiao intentionally or unintentionally gave way to his mother.
So, with the two little ones escorting her, Cheng Zhenzhu's "journey home" became smooth sailing once again. She won again...
"Bai Tiao, you're always wandering around! Look at where you walked just now..." Liu Tiao said this about the conspicuous bag of Ba Tiao, and then he started to suspect his brother San Tiao, but it was just suspicion because there was no direct evidence. "Brother San Tiao, you have to look carefully!"
Sanjo nodded, smiling. "Okay, got it. I'll definitely do it next time."
Rokujo scratched his head. Something felt wrong...
"Ya ya ya, yo~" The little baby came into Wang Dahua's hands, fiddling with its thin fingers. Its two little eyes slowly followed Cheng Zhenzhu, and then fell on the many small things next to it...
"Sister-in-law, how many days do you plan to stay in Caoshi?" Zhao Dali looked at Cheng Zhenzhu who was taking a baby to play with glass beads, and thought that this sister-in-law was really good at taking care of children.
He took care of the six children like they were playing, each with their own personality, but they were all very well-behaved, focused on what they did, with their backs straight and their bodies relaxed. He seemed to see the shadows of the military and the people in these children...
"It should be within the next two days. I'm planning to go back," Cheng Zhenzhu said. Time was short and the task was heavy. She had to quickly put some pressure on her colleagues to get the baby.
Once the doll is in hand, forget about the damn plot. Anyway, the lucky heroine will definitely live well, and she will also ensure that the hero grows up well. The book also says that the hero is a tenacious person...
"Go back~" San Tiao moved the beads that seemed to be blocking his mother away and nodded happily. He wanted to go back.
"Go back!" The other fish heard this and cheered too. The weather was getting hot, and it was time for them to go into the water.
This... Sun Xiaode felt a little worried when he heard this. His nephew still hadn't gotten enough food, and there was no hope for Sister He. Sister Cheng was also leaving. Where would they find another Sister Cheng to teach them how to make rice and oil? Today, his nephew had eaten his fill and hadn't cried much. He looked genuinely happy!
"Sister-in-law Cheng, can you teach me and Brother Dali how to make rice oil?" Sun Xiaode scratched his head and whispered, "My mother doesn't seem to have learned the essence yet..."
He and Brother Dali should also learn from it, one of them will come in handy.
Wang Dahua was stunned.
Cheng Zhenzhu was stunned.
"Then I'll make two more pots." Cheng Zhenzhu nodded. The idea of more people giving more opportunities was a good one. But if the essence is missing, no matter how much you teach or learn, it won't work...
After sitting for a while, Cheng Zhenzhu went to the kitchen to wash her hands and then taught Sun Xiaode and Zhao Dali how to boil rice oil. By the time the rice oil was boiled, the baby, having finished pooping and washing his butt, had fallen asleep.
Wang Dahua held the baby in her arms and fanned it with a palm-leaf fan. After a full meal and with the cool fan fanning the baby, the baby slept soundly for more than two hours before slowly waking up, humming and looking a little dazed.
When Sun Xiaode and Zhao Dali saw the baby wake up, they couldn't wait to test it. At this moment, Cheng Zhenzhu was eating downstairs with six children and was also paying attention to the situation.
In fact, you don't need to see to know that this child is a picky eater. In all likelihood, the rice oil made by Comrade Sun and Comrade Zhao won't be acceptable to her. If she didn't have the MSG, this child probably wouldn't eat her rice oil either...
"Puff puff~" The little baby hadn't fully woken up yet, but his tongue and taste buds had. He felt something he didn't like enter his mouth, and he spitted his tongue out, slurping on the rice oil made by the two uncles, and even rubbed his head in annoyance.
After five spoonfuls.
"...What should I do? Should I just not eat it? I really feel like the rice porridge I make is no different from the one made by Sister Cheng!" Sun Xiaode was depressed. He was now caught in the same self-doubt as his mother, Wang Dahua.
Which step had gone wrong? Zhao Dali was also depressed.
Especially after they fed the baby the rice oil made by Sister Cheng, the baby slurped it up and grabbed it with his hands, eating very actively, which made them even more depressed.
It was obvious. Baby loved the rice oil Cheng made. He seemed to enjoy it even more than the milk he'd borrowed from He. After a serious discussion, the two decided to try Cheng's rice oil to see what was different...
"Oh~" The weak little baby saw the actions of his two uncles, scratched his hands, and became anxious.
"Xiao Nian, uncle will give you a taste." Sun Xiaode patted his nephew to comfort him.
"Oh oh~" The baby's little voice of moaning and ahing became anxious, and sounded more energetic than usual.
"Xiao Nian, uncle will try it. Maybe I can make it for you in the future. I will make sure you have food to eat every day and eat as much as you want..." Zhao Dali also comforted him and then started to eat.
Zhao Dali and Sun Xiaode each took a big sip, fearing they wouldn't be able to taste the flavor if they didn't have enough. After tasting it, they couldn't help but take another sip, leaving their bowls empty as they stared at each other in silence for a long moment.
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