At this time, we must be humble and humble, and maintain a proper attitude, remembering that "whoever does the housework is in charge!"
Sun Lifang has experience raising children, so she knows that when raising children, the most annoying thing is for others to tell you what to do.
She doesn't do any work, but she tries to be sweet-talking, saying things like, "What's more important? If you offend Sister Miao, Yuanyuan, you can take care of her."
"Hmph," Zhou Xinya pouted, looking sullen, and said, "I'll take care of it then, it's not like I don't know how!"
"Why does she get to keep both of them and not give me a single one?"
two?
Sun Lifang came up with another idea—
Logically speaking, twins look quite similar, so Zhou Xinya only wants the younger sister.
But! If you give her a younger brother, as long as you don't remove the diapers, you shouldn't be able to tell, right?
At least from the outside, you can't tell.
Thinking about it, Sun Lifang told Zhou Yunshi about the idea.
The man lifted his eyelids and mocked her, "Wishful thinking."
Sister Miao does have presbyopia, but she's not blind.
Having gotten used to it, Zhou Yunshi sometimes couldn't tell which one was which, but Sister Miao could tell just by touching it.
“If we hold hands, Yuan Yuan will smile, but the other one won’t.”
Over time, Zhou Yunshi figured it out: "Their eyes are different; you'll know once you observe them."
What's different?
Sun Lifang was just wondering when the man glanced at her casually and said indifferently, "Longing."
Zhou Xinyuan's eyes held a yearning for the world, a sparkling expectation that was immediately apparent.
"Not clever at all, I really don't know who she took after?"
OK, I can't argue with that.
Sun Lifang admitted defeat and retracted her terrible idea of "switching the prince for a cat".
This led to Zhou Xinya waking up early to pet cats—oh no, to pet girls.
Not clever at all, and doesn't clean up their messes after doing bad things.
"You didn't even wipe the oil off Yuanyuan's face?" Sister Miao pointed out the suspect's criminal acts, "My Yuanyuan always puts on fragrant oil on her face before going to bed."
Why does my face smell like fried dough sticks as soon as I wake up?
What else could it be?
Sun Lifang pretended not to hear and silently withdrew her tentacles from probing questions amidst Sister Miao's question, "I don't know who taught her that."
He shrank his neck.
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