If his brother didn't teach him, couldn't he learn on his own? After setting foot on solid ground a few times, Jiu Tiao felt very good about himself. He often asked his mother to put him down on the ground to learn how to walk.
One day in June, the one year and two month old Jiu Tiao had an even stronger desire to go out to play, and he kept trying to slip into the arms.
The little kid was eager to learn, and Cheng Zhenzhu had no reason to stop him. As usual, she placed the active little guy at her feet and let him practice walking by himself, holding onto the sofa. She just watched from the side.
"Mom, ahhh~" Every time Jiujo took a step, he would pat the sofa twice, as if to encourage himself. Then he opened his black eyes, stood on tiptoe, took another tentative step, and continued with "Mom, ahhh~"
Cheng Zhenzhu wanted to laugh whenever she heard the word "niang" with a string of words at the end. Ever since the chatterbox Jiu Tiao first cried out "niang" at ten and a half months old, his language talent had blossomed uncontrollably. This was reflected in his dense speech and the frequent use of unnecessary words.
Ever since Jiu Tiao learned to call people, she's heard countless "mothers" with varying emotions every day. As for the big ones, it's "Duo Duo, Duo Duo." Each one is two "Duo Duos," and six little ones can shout "Duo Duo" over twenty times in a row, ending with a "De Pu~" or "Pululu" or something like that, just like little pigs...
"Jiu Tiao, take a break?" Liu Tiao brought his two younger brothers to watch Jiu Tiao learn to walk, and felt a little stressed.
Jiu Tiao is such a learner! As soon as he learned to roll over, he kept rolling over in bed. Later, he learned to crawl and crawled everywhere. If he learns to walk, he'll definitely be running around! That'll be a lot of work for him...
"Duoduo, Duoduo, Pululu~" Jiu Tiao walked around the sofa a few times and waved his little hands to Liu, Qi, and Ba. He was a little tired now and needed his brother to take him to the sofa to rest for a while.
...I'm finally tired. Six, seven, and eight thought to themselves in unison.
"Duoduo, Duoduo, Duoduo~" Jiu Tiao saw that the little brothers didn't respond, so he shook his five fat fingers even more vigorously, and his little mouth chattered. He couldn't even count the number of fingers, but anyway, all the brothers kept calling him "Duoduo".
Liu Tiao pursed his lips and hugged Jiu Tiao, who was holding out his hand proudly, onto the sofa. Seeing that Jiu Tiao was holding up his shoes, he simply helped him take them off to prevent Jiu Tiao from stepping on the sofa cushions made by his mother and getting them dirty.
Last time I stepped on it and it got dirty, my mother punished me by making me wash the mat. I wonder if I still remember it...
After taking off his shoes, Jiu Tiao felt free and started crawling around. Finally, he crawled over several of his brothers and threw himself into his mother's arms. He rolled around happily with a beaming face. Today, he is a good Jiu Tiao and can eat delicious food.
"Are you tired?" Cheng Zhenzhu asked as she tidied up a few tufts of hair on the little guy's head, who had been tossing and turning for a while.
Jiu Tiao shook his little head happily, then lifted his clothes, patted his belly and called his mother. That expression and that meaning were obvious: he was hungry...
"Then shall we have vegetable porridge today?" Little Jiutiao gets hungry quickly, so he eats small meals frequently. Cheng Zhenzhu prepared a lot of complementary foods in the space, so he can just take them out when he wants to eat.
At one year old, Jiu Tiao already understands a lot of things. Especially the ones he's interested in, and the ones he hates, he even has a built-in translator. When he hears his mother talking about vegetable porridge, he immediately shakes his head, looks at her, and starts yelling, "Niao Niao, iao Niao~," his eyes sparkling.
"Don't be picky about food. Today it's your turn to have vegetable porridge." Cheng Zhenzhu looked at the little guy disapprovingly.
She had figured out that this little guy was a carnivore, loving meat and refusing vegetables. Of course, that wasn't right, especially since he was a premature baby and needed a balanced diet. Today's vegetable porridge was the most tolerable of the nine vegetables she'd tried, so he should at least have a few bites, right?
"Oh~" Jiu Tiao twisted his fleshy fingers together, feeling a bit unhappy. He thought his mother was asking him to choose for himself. So he couldn't choose...
"Mom, I'm not picky about food!" Liu Tiao came over happily when he heard there was food. He was also hungry.
"Hehe~" Ba Tiao also came over. He wasn't picky about food, he wanted to eat vegetable porridge.
"Mom." Qi Tiao wasn't hungry yet, but that didn't stop him from coming to see her. Ever since San Tiao went to school, he'd been hanging out with Liu Tiao. Liu Tiao loved to find delicious food everywhere. They'd been hanging out together for a few months, eating, drinking, playing, sleeping, having fun, and being happy. He felt like he was no longer the same Qi Tiao...
Cheng Zhenzhu looked at the four little ones, nodded, and told them to take good care of Jiu Tiao. Then she brought them each a bowl of vegetable porridge from the kitchen. She added two grains of salt to the three large pieces of vegetable porridge, while Jiu Tiao was left with its usual bland flavor.
Jiu Tiao didn't like the bland taste, nor did he like the taste of green vegetables. He used a spoon to push aside the green leaves and scoop out the porridge. After two bites, he didn't think it was very tasty. Anyway, it was not as good as meat porridge...
"Blab, blab," Jiu Tiao sat in his mother's arms, his movements of digging into the porridge became more and more forced, and his swallowing movements were like pretending to eat.
Cheng Zhenzhu looked at Six, Seven, and Eight who were eating with great relish, then her eyes drifted to Nine in her arms, and she said softly, "Nine, your spoon is about to drop."
"Oh~" Jiu Tiao raised his head and met two dangerous gazes. His little body straightened up immediately. He even showed his mother how he was eating vegetable leaves. He opened his mouth wide and ate two pieces.
Mother said, if you don't behave, you won't get any good food. Last time, he misbehaved and played with feces, and his angry mother punished him. Mother hasn't made him any good food in a long time, and he can only eat bitter vegetable leaves every day. Wow, he doesn't want to play with feces anymore, it's not fun at all...
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