Chapter 335 This Child is So Happy That He’s Stupid
Shang Wufang held Qiao Doudou in one hand and carried a mother and baby bag in the other.
Sister Zeng packed it when she went out.
Worried he wouldn't know how to make it, I packed the powdered milk into three bags. I also wrote a note on it, noting the steps for making the milk, how much water to use, and what the water temperature should be.
There were also a bunch of random things he explained, but he didn't read them carefully.
Shang Wufang didn't know whether Song Ling believed it or not, and stared at him for a long time with his almond-shaped eyes.
He squeezed Qiao Doudou's little hand and said, "Doudou, weren't you looking for Aunt Ling just now? Now that you see her, you're so happy, right?"
Qiao Doudou: “…”
The little guy looked confused, with his big eyes rolling around.
Shang Wufang said: "Oh, this kid is so happy that he's silly."
"Song Ling, hug him."
Song Ling pursed her lips, reached out to hold Qiao Doudou in her arms, and turned to go into the house.
Shang Wufang curled his lips, walked in carrying the mother and baby bag, and closed the door.
Although it was an unfamiliar environment and the aunt was also a stranger, Qiao Doudou could feel that the aunt liked him.
So he quickly adapted to the new environment and visited everywhere with his short legs.
Song Ling was afraid of being bumped into by Qiao Doudou, so she followed him and didn't dare to leave.
Shang Wufang saw breakfast on the table and walked over to pick up Qiao Doudou.
Said to Song Ling: "You go eat first."
Song Ling thought that her breakfast was getting cold, nodded, and went to the restaurant to quickly finish her breakfast.
She wanted to ask Shang Wufang if he had eaten.
However, this person has been quite annoying lately, so she didn't say anything more.
Even if he didn't eat it, she wouldn't make it for him.
Why are you asking?
Shang Wufang had actually had breakfast.
But seeing that Song Ling was eating by herself and didn't ask him a question, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
After finishing breakfast, Song Ling took the bowl to the kitchen to wash it.
When she came out, she cut a plate of apples, sliced them thinly, and looked at Shang Wufang: "Can Doudou eat this?"
She has never raised a child, so she still has to ask and not feed the child anything she wants.
Shang Wufang didn't know either, so he took out his phone and said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask."
Shang Wufang called Sister Zeng.
Fu Tanxiu had told him in advance that if he had anything to do, he should find Sister Zeng and not disturb their world of two, otherwise he would not lend his son to him next time.
Sister Zeng said, "Third Young Master, it's okay. Doudou likes apples. You can cut them into small pieces or slices for him to eat. But you have to watch over him and make sure he doesn't get stuck."
After getting the answer, Shang Wufang hung up the phone.
“You can eat it.”
Song Ling put down the plate and carried Doudou to wash her hands.
After returning, she picked up a piece of apple and handed it to him: "Eat it."
Qiao Doudou took the apple and started to chew it.
"tasty!"
The little guy showed a satisfied expression while eating.
Song Ling was amused.
Shang Wufang curled the corners of his mouth.
I admire my own cleverness for coming up with this idea.
Song Ling didn't like him, so if he came here by himself, he would definitely not be able to get in.
Last time he found out that Song Ling liked his little nephew very much, so he thought of bringing Doudou with him, so that Song Ling would definitely let them in.
Qiao Doudou ate several slices of apple in a row, and only ran around to play when he couldn't eat anymore.
Song Ling carried him to wash hands again.
Shang Wufang didn't bring him any toys when he went out, so he felt bored after running around, and pulled Song Ling and Shang Wufang to ask them to play with them.
Song Ling was happy about it, and Shang Wufang was also happy to see the smile on Song Ling's face.
The two of them played with the child for a long time, and the house was filled with laughter.
But it wasn't long before Qiao Doudou started patting her belly and shouting, "Drink milk! I want milk!"
Song Ling asked, "Did you bring him some milk powder?"
Shang Wufang nodded, took out the bottle and milk powder from the mother and baby bag, and took out the note written by Sister Zeng.
He muttered to himself, "Put water in first, then milk, and shake well. 240 ml of water, 40 to 50 degrees..."
"Song Ling, is there any hot water?"
Song Ling stood up and walked over: "Yes, it's in the kitchen, I'll get it for you."
She boiled a pot of water in the morning and kept it warm, and the temperature was just right.
Song Ling brought the water and handed it to Shang Wufang, who took it and poured the water into the bottle.
Qiao Doudou came over, hugged his thighs and shouted, "Third uncle, drink milk..."
Shang Wufang had never done such delicate work before, and the little one urged him to do it. His hand shook, and the bottle fell over, spilling water all over the table.
But the milk powder hasn't been poured in yet, so it's not wasted.
Song Ling said, "Take Doudou and wait on the sofa. I'll do it."
Shang Wufang was a little frustrated.
However, Qiao Doudou was crying for food, so he didn't delay. He gave up his seat and carried Qiao Doudou to the sofa.
Song Ling found a rag to wipe the table dry, poured water back into the bottle, poured the milk powder in according to the note, covered the lid and shook it well.
After it was done, he handed it to Qiao Doudou. Qiao Doudou let out a cry and started drinking from the bottle.
In just a few minutes, he finished the whole pot of milk.
She took the bottle to wash it.
After drinking milk, Qiao Doudou fell asleep in Shang Wufang's arms.
Song Ling asked him to carry the child to the bed.
Shang Wufang carried Qiao Doudou into the bedroom and looked at the big bed with his eyes darkening.
Once upon a time, he and Song Ling did all kinds of intimate things on this big bed.
Song Ling didn't know the yellow garbage in his brain, so she lifted the quilt and said, "Put it on."
Shang Wufang restrained his expression and put his little nephew on the big bed.
Song Ling was afraid that the little guy would fall off the bed, so she placed a pillow on each side and then left the room with Shang Wufang.
Shang Wufang said: "You are very considerate. You will definitely be a good mother in the future."
Song Ling was stunned for a moment.
She is a mother...
Have a child of your own?
She hasn't thought about this question yet.
…
The child fell asleep and the house became quiet instantly.
Song Ling didn't know what to say to Shang Wufang.
Seeing that it was almost noon, she went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat.
She usually eats out, but when she is on vacation she tries to cook at home.
There are a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator.
She cooked some rice and planned to stir-fry two side dishes.
Shang Wufang came in and rolled up his sleeves: "Let me do it."
Shang Wufang once disliked Song Ling's cooking skills, but she didn't insist and gave up her position.
Isn’t it good to have someone cook for you? It’s a hot day and the kitchen is so hot that she wants to go out and enjoy the air conditioning and watch TV.
For fear of waking up Qiao Doudou, she turned down the TV volume.
Qian Zixuan sent her a message.
How was your blind date with Zhong Yihao? He's handsome, right? Did he catch your eye?
Song Ling: [He's quite handsome. I'm planning to sign him.]
Qian Zixuan: [???]
[Song Ling, are you kidding me? I'm looking for a husband for you, not an entertainer.]
Song Ling: [We didn't hit it off, but he wanted to get into showbiz, and I happened to think he was pretty good, so I decided to take him on.]
Qian Zixuan was speechless.
She is indeed a strong woman, always thinking about work.
[Forget it, forget it. I'll introduce it to you later.]
[No, please forgive me. I don’t want to think about finding a boyfriend right now.]
Qian Zixuan tormented her, and Shang Wufang also tormented her. It was so painful!
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