The King of Salt Lake ordered his craftsmen to carefully build four exquisite wooden cribs early on.
When Jiang Meiyu saw these warm and comfortable beds
My heart is filled with joy and emotion.
She gently picked up each child
Carefully place them on their beds
Then pick up the pen
Carefully write their names and rankings on each bedside.
After all, apart from Jiang Meiyu herself and Hei Li
It is difficult for other people to tell who is who among these little guys who look so similar.
Time flies
In the blink of an eye, the children's growth rate is amazing.
They just learned to crawl yesterday.
Today I was able to sit steadily.
Not only that
They also learned to drink milk from the bottle by themselves.
Even started to make babbling sounds
Try calling your parents.
Among them, the eldest brother Hei Yachun performed particularly well.
She actually became the first child to call her mother!
I saw her chubby little hands tightly holding a small and exquisite rattle
Shake happily
He kept shouting: "Mother, mother, mother..."
That tender and clear cry
Like the sound of nature
Jiang Meiyu's heart almost melted.
In contrast
The second brother Hei Qingmo seemed a little different.
This little guy doesn't like to talk much.
There is rarely a smile on the face
He looks cold and unapproachable all day long.
However, it is this unique temperament
Instead, it makes him look cute and self-centered.
The third brother Hei Yixian is a well-known mischievous boy!
There is always a cunning glint in his big, lively eyes.
On weekdays, his favorite thing to do is to secretly steal other children's favorite toys and study them carefully.
For those novel and interesting toys
He simply has an innate curiosity and desire to explore.
Especially when he saw the crystal staff in Jiang Meiyu's hand that was crystal clear and emitting a mysterious light.
His eyes are shining
It's like finding some rare treasure.
Stare at it straight
My eyeballs are about to pop out.
And what is completely different from Hei Yixian is
The fourth child, Heizi Ying, is an out-and-out "story fan".
Every night before going to bed
If you haven't heard Jiang Meiyu's gentle and beautiful voice telling wonderful stories
She will be like a kitten that has lost its favorite toy
He kept crying and no matter how I tried to comfort him, he wouldn't stop.
Only when Jiang Meiyu sat by the bed
When I whispered those fantastic stories
Only then can the black firefly gradually calm down
Lie down in bed
A pair of big watery eyes stared at Jiang Meiyu
Immerse yourself in the fantastic storyline.
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