Chapter 1297: Friendship in Adversity 3

The sewing machine was making a clacking sound, and Feng Qingxue heard her youngest son's voice coming from behind.

Turning around, I saw Zhuangzhuang trying hard to sit up. He was wearing thick cotton clothes and trousers, and after struggling for a long time, he failed to turn over. Instead, he kicked the quilt aside, and his little face turned red.

He didn't cry either, and his limbs were still moving to try to turn over.

Feng Qingxue quickly stopped what she was doing, stood up and picked him up, "Zhuangzhuang is awake? Why so early?"

It's only half an hour? Normally I need to sleep for two hours.

Zhuangzhuang hugged her neck and said, "Mom, pee."

Although his physique is not as good as his two older brothers, the little guy's ability to express himself is first-class and can be compared with Fubao.

"Hey, Zhuangzhuang is so good!" Feng Qingxue smiled, "Drink some water first."

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"Mom, you are so awesome!" Zhuangzhuang praised sweetly.

Dun Dun was woken up by him. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking at a large puddle of water in the distance. His dark eyes looked at his brother who looked exactly like him, "Bad guy, you wet the bed!"

After drinking the water, Zhuangzhuang put on his warm little cotton shoes, sat on a small stool, put his hands on his knees, and watched Feng Qingxue carefully as she stepped on the pedal of the sewing machine and continued to be busy.

The little guy pursed his rosy little lips, stared at her for a long time, and suddenly sighed like a little adult. I don't know who he learned this from, "Okay, I'll play with mom."

Feng Qingxue kissed his little face, "Brother is sleeping, Mommy can't leave now, and it's too cold outside, can you stay in the house with Mommy to make clothes? Zhuangzhuang's birthday is coming soon, Mommy will make clothes for Zhuangzhuang too."

"Yeah!" The little guy nodded his head, his face full of anticipation.

The mother and son turned around and saw Xiongxiong jumping around on the bed, holding his crotch.

The little guy shook his head, "No, I want mommy to play."

His eyes widened when he saw several pieces of cloth put together and quickly become a piece of clothing.

As for Xibao and Fubao, they sleep in the west room when they are tired of studying. They are currently being looked after by Lu Tianzhi.

"Mom, I want to go out and play." Zhuangzhuang made his request.

Feng Qingxue made a bitter face, "It's so cold outside, Mom is very afraid of the cold."

After hearing what he said, Feng Qingxue quickly carried him to the toilet and peed. The little guy sighed comfortably and said thank you, which made Feng Qingxue couldn't help laughing. Her voice was very soft for fear of waking up Dun Dun and Xiong Xiong in the bed.

Feng Qingxue was very happy. Just as she was about to pick up her little son and give him a kiss as a reward, she heard Xiongxiong say loudly, "Mom, Dundun wet the bed!" His tone was very certain.

The triplets all spoke earlier than Xi Bao, and very fluently, unlike Xi Bao who could only utter one word at a time when she was two years old.

"Going out?"

"It's not me!" Xiongxiong is also very good at expressing himself, "It was Dundun who wet the bed!"

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Feng Qingxue knew who wet the bed as soon as she got closer.

Dundun's diaper was dry, but the diaper tucked between Xiongxiong's legs had been moved to that corner long ago while he was sleeping. Now there was a large wet spot on the cotton pants between his legs. Looking at the location of the urine stain, it was a million miles away from Dundun. Only if Xiongxiong was not sleeping well would it move to that place.

Feng Qingxue first changed Dun Dun's diaper, and then came to deal with Xiong Xiong.

After changing into dry autumn johns, cashmere pants, one-piece floral cotton pants, and small cotton shoes, Xiongxiong began to jump around the house, with his hands on his hips, watching Feng Qingxue making the bed, and shouted, "Mom, I want some milk!"

(End of this chapter)