Chapter 298 I'll Listen to You
I don't know if he understood the meaning of "Xiangxiang", but Erbao grabbed the guardrail and stomped his feet excitedly:
“Smells, smells… Mama, smells good!”
Dabao looked up at his sister, then he also climbed up and grabbed the railing and shouted:
“Smells good!”
Erbao's little face, which was puffed up with laughter, suddenly became serious, and he stomped his feet and pushed Dabao.
Dabao staggered back, looking bewildered, his dark eyes looking at his sister with grievance.
Erbao frowned, and seeing that he wasn't crying like usual, he went up and pushed him again.
Dabao still didn't cry. Erbao let out a breath and wanted to push him.
Lu Miao lit moxa in the room, thinking of fumigating it first so that he could sleep better at night.
When I came out of the room to get some water, I saw this scene and quickly went over to stop Erbao's little arm:
"Little rascal, why do you always bully your brother, huh?"
Erbao doesn’t understand what bullying means, and she is happy when her mother hugs her.
Putting his arms around his mother's neck, Erbao tilted his head and put his little face affectionately against Lu Miao's face.
Erbao is fierce when he hits people, but very sweet when he acts coquettishly.
Lu Miao was impressed by her, kissed her face a few times, and then poked her nose and scolded her:
"Little scoundrel."
Putting Erbao outside the guardrail temporarily, Lu Miao quickly mixed the water to the right temperature and brought it over.
The bathtub seems crowded for adults to bathe, but it is very spacious for children to bathe.
Lu Miao stripped Dabao and Erbao naked and put them in together.
I originally planned to take advantage of the still light in the evening and clean it up quickly.
However, these two little ones were not as she imagined. They were twins and had a close relationship, so they were put together. The second little one slapped the first little one and made him cry.
"My sister hits me, my sister hits me... Mom, my sister hits me..."
Dabao snuggled into his mother's arms.
The second baby's nails were not cut, and he scratched the corner of the first baby's eye, leaving a red mark.
Lu Miao was startled, fearing that he would hurt Dabao's eyes.
She held Dabao in her arms and coaxed him while going to the bright place at the door to look.
Seeing that his mother only cared about his brother and not himself, Erbao pouted and started crying.
Sitting in the basin, reaching out to the door:
“Mom, Mom…”
"Mom, my sister hits me, my sister hits me..."
"Mom, Mom..."
"Okay, okay, Mommy is here, Mommy is here."
Lu Miao had no choice but to wipe the eldest baby's butt dry and put him in the guardrail, then took the second baby out of the basin.
When Fu Jingyou came back from He's house, he saw a bathtub in the middle of the main room, with water splashing all over the floor.
Lu Miao was lying on a mat in the guardrail, with the two babies lying on her, one on each side, playing with her.
Fu Jingyou lit the kerosene lamp and placed it on the big table, then picked up Dabao and Erbao, one in each hand.
Lu Miao finally sat up, her long hair in a low ponytail draped over her shoulders, her face sweating.
"I really can't take a bath like this."
Erbao has a strong sense of territory. Fu Jingyou roughly guessed what was going on and said with a smile:
"We used to wash them separately... Let's go to the county tomorrow and buy two small basins. We can keep them separate from now on so we don't have to fight."
Lu Miao nodded.
Fu Jingyou bathed the second baby first, and Lu Miao held the first baby.
Speaking of fighting, Lu Miao moved to the edge of the guardrail and slapped Fu Jingyou seriously:
"Don't play with Erbao all the time in the future. Let her develop the habit of hitting others. Look what happened to Dabao after you caught her."
Fu Jingyou took a look and saw that it was not a big problem, so he said:
"She's small and not very strong."
"That's not right either. They're still young now, so if you notice any problems, you need to correct them immediately. Otherwise, it will be hard to change them when they grow up."
Lu Miao argued confidently: "Besides, this time we only scratched the mark, what if we scratched the eye?"
Fu Jingyou felt that what she said made sense, so he nodded teasingly:
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Lu Miao pouted and pinched him:
"Fu Jingyou, I'm warning you not to be too partial... Yesterday, you picked up the tomato that Erbao dropped and stuffed it into Dabao's pocket. I saw it all."
Fu Jingyou scratched his forehead, snorted dryly, and had no way to argue.
Fu Jingyou is not partial.
But there is always a subconscious feeling in my heart that the boy can grow up easily if he is raised casually.
My daughter is different.
Not to mention that the second baby suffered injustice when he was born.
Holding this small ball in my arms, it feels so light and soft that I would feel bad if I didn't take good care of it.
Kissing the second baby's pink buttocks, Fu Jingyou handed the second baby into Lu Miao's arms, and with a turn of his hand, he took the first baby out:
"Good boy, your dad is here to give you a bath."
“?” Lu Miao: “…”
There is nothing wrong with this statement.
But why does it sound so unpleasant?
Fu Jingyou is responsible for taking care of the children during dinner.
After Lu Miao finished eating and came over, he held Dabao and Erbao and helped Lu Miao feed the two little ones before he went to scoop up the rice crust at the bottom of the pot.
I swept the remaining steamed egg residue of Dabao and Erbao into the bowl and ate it all.
Lu Miao took over the childcare shift with him and took some time to say:
"Can you get two chairs when you have time? Then put them in the chairs, put food in the bowls, and let them sit and eat."
"What kind of chair?"
"Um……"
Lu Miao recalled the baby seats of later generations and described them with gestures:
"There's a place to sit, and there's a small table in front. There are handles around the edges so you don't have to worry about falling."
"Cage chair."
Listening to Lu Miao's narration, Fu Jingyou instantly understood what she was talking about.
But seeing Lu Miao's bewildered face, Fu Jingyou said again:
"There should be some spare ones in the team. When I come back tomorrow, I'll borrow it for you to take a look."
Lu Miao nodded with a half-understanding.
She also didn't know what the cage chair Fu Jingyou was talking about was.
Anyway, let’s see tomorrow.
Lu Miao was taking a shower in the room at night.
Fu Jingyou lay on the bed and told stories to the two babies.
He was talking about mountain spirits, spirit deer gods, and how to call upon the gods.
Lu Miao wiped the water off, put on his clothes and sat down on the edge of the bed, unable to help but joking:
"There's no such thing as a demonic deer god. If you're talking about a deity, someone who doesn't know would think you've seen one with your own eyes!"
Fu Jingyou raised his arm and dragged Erbao to play the lifting game. Suddenly he turned his head and said:
"I have seen it."
Lu Miao shook his head, wiped his hair and chuckled softly:
"Then tell me, what does the Deer God look like? Don't tell me she's a young girl."
Fu Jingyou paused and suddenly fell silent.
He actually doesn't remember.
But thinking back carefully, it seems that she really is a young girl?
The memory seems to be covered with a layer of hazy fog.
When he wanted to peek inside, there was always a faint voice telling him to forget...
What did you forget?
When I think about it, it’s a bit puzzling and tiring.
“There are so many unknown things in this world that we naturally need to be in awe.”
Fu Jingyou shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it.
After pushing the two babies to the inside of the bed, he sat up and wiped his wife's hair:
"But some things belong to the past. Thinking about them isn't that important. What's important is the present and the future."
Lu Miao obediently let him wipe his hair.
It was like a conversation that spanned time and space, but it didn't remind her of anything.
She didn't realize it either.
She cried and called for her mother, not her milk ball, and in the end, she really listened to her.
Forget the bad memories, grow up strong and tenacious...
[↑Old-fashioned cage chair, baby chair, have any friends seen it? ]
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