Chapter 1183 Bao's father is back
Slowly, Qiao Nan adapted to this rhythm of life and caught up with her studies.
"Madam, we're home." Needless to say, Qiao Nan went back and forth between Peking University and the Zhai family every day, and the driver of the Zhai family almost became Qiao Nan's exclusive driver.
Qiao Nan closed the book and hung the pen on the page she was reading: "Okay, thank you."
Qiao Nan got out of the car, and the driver drove the car to the garage.
Qiao Nan, who was carrying a heavy schoolbag, just touched the handle of the door and heard the cute cry of the second child from inside.
The three children are now more than two months old, and they are slowly showing their tempers.
Dabao is obviously more like his father. He is young, just more than two months old, but he has the demeanor of a general. When he is hungry, has peed or defecated, Dabao will howl a few times. But Dabao's howls are always loud but ineffective.
Once Dabao is well taken care of, he doesn't need to be taken care of or coaxed. He is so well behaved that he smacks his lips and sleeps soundly.
When Sanbao is hungry at the same time, the people around him don't have time to feed him. Dabao doesn't get angry even though he is a few bites late. But
it's not the same for Erbao.
If you can't feed him right away when he's hungry, he will cry so hard that he is heartbroken.
When Qiao Nan first saw that Erbao could cry so well, she was shocked. Erbao must have become a spirit. He can cry so emotionally just because he is hungry.
It's true that at such a young age, she's full of drama.
Sometimes, Qiao Nan directly wonders who Erbao's personality resembles.
It's not like her, and it's not like Brother Zhai.
As the only little girl, Sanbao is not as delicate as Erbao, but she lacks patience. She is impatient at a young age, and she is even more greedy when drinking milk.
Because Sanbao drinks milk in a hurry, she will be choked by the milk.
After being choked, she feels unhappy and uncomfortable and wants to cry. Qiao Nan coaxes her to stop crying, and she continues to drink milk, but she still doesn't learn her lesson. Facing the only little lady, Qiao Nan doesn't know how to change the lady's temper. Is it necessary to be so anxious to drink milk? She doesn't even have time for this.
It is because, at the age of 18, the third child has begun to show his own unique personality.
As soon as they arrived at the door of the house, Qiao Nan, the mother, could tell that the one who was in a bad mood in the house was the eldest child just by the sound of his crying: "Mom, what's wrong with the second child? Why is he crying so badly..."
Qiao Nan was not the only one who noticed the third child's bad temper. As the grandmother and aunt who often took care of the third child, Miao Liang and Zhai Hua also noticed it.
There was no other way. The eldest child was the older brother, so he had to suffer a little and bear more.
As a result, the second child rarely had the opportunity to cry so badly.
"Brother Zhai..." Qiao Nan looked at the man sitting on the sofa with a look of confidence and wisdom in his eyes. His body was as stiff as a stone, and his hands and feet were placed in an unnatural way, like a robot made of iron.
In Zhai Sheng's rigidly bound hands was a soft, crying Erbao, who was waving his two little paws with great effort to express his unhappiness.
"Don't be like this, be more natural, relax a little." Miao Liang laughed angrily, and patted her son's arm a few times without any courtesy: "Your second son has a bad temper. If you hold him like this, he will feel uncomfortable and cry to you. Relax, yes, hold him like this. You have to learn well. Now Huahua holds three children well, and they all like Huahua as their aunt. As a father, don't be outdone by Huahua."
From childhood to adulthood, this son has never made her worry about anything.
It's as if Zhai Sheng's brain has an extra thread in it. No matter what he learns, he is more than a little faster than others.
As a mother, Miao Liang rarely has the opportunity to teach Zhai Sheng to do something.
Unexpectedly, in her lifetime, Miao Liang really waited for this day.
Her son, who is proficient in all kinds of skills and
always learns everything faster than others, is so stupid when learning to hold a baby. It is true that even if she has mastered six of the seven tricks, there is always one trick that is blocked. "He is moving around." Zhai Sheng wanted to relax, but the son in his arms was alive. Not only did he cry, but he also moved around.
He felt that the soft little body in his palm was like a little flesh worm, twisting and turning constantly. Although Zhai Sheng was not panicked and let the child twist a few times, he would fall out of his hand.
However, he had never touched such a soft thing since he was a child.
This little piece of meat, is it really his son?
"Nonsense." Miao Liang laughed angrily: "He is your son, alive and well, how can he not move? He is really stupid!"
"Let me do it." Seeing that Zhai Sheng, who always remained calm in the face of a huge disaster, was sweating on his forehead because of the small action of holding his son, Qiao Nan felt sorry for her man. She put down her schoolbag, wiped her washed hands with a tissue, and then rescued Erbao from the arms of the stupid baby.
Qiao Nan may have spent less time with Sanbao than an ordinary mother, but she definitely spent more time than Zhai Sheng, the father.
As soon as he smelled the milky fragrance on his mother that made him feel extremely comfortable and close, Erbao's crying immediately became much quieter.
Qiao Nan's hands gently patted Erbao's back until he stopped sobbing.
There were still tears on Erbao's eyelashes, and his little face was red and puffy because of crying, which made people feel particularly distressed.
He fell into Qiao Nan's arms, rubbing his little face in Qiao Nan's arms, and his little mouth kept moving.
Erbao said that he had been abused by his stupid father for so long and had to cry for so long. As a baby, he was hungry!
Qiao Nan, who had been a mother for some time, was too familiar with Erbao's action. In addition, she had long been accustomed to the whole house being full of women and there were no men during the day. Without thinking, she lifted her clothes and filled Erbao's belly first.
Then, a burning gaze was fixed firmly on Erbao's snow-white breasts, which were sucked and hugged by him. The burning feeling was enough to make a dead person feel alive.
Qiao Nan blushed, and suddenly remembered that the reason why Erbao cried so miserably was because her husband came back.
Without looking back, Qiao Nan knew in her heart who this embarrassing gaze belonged to.
Qiao Nan hugged Erbao, turned sideways, and used her back to block Zhai Sheng's increasingly hot gaze.
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