Xiumei, go to the kitchen and get the watermelon, and cut some for your aunt and the others to eat." Old Lady Qin took the things and invited them in.
The children in the room, at Zhang Xiumei's instruction, all called out to people obediently.
Qin Han, the only one who can't speak, is the most eye-catching one.
As soon as Zhou Danxiu saw Qin Han, he was overjoyed: "This child is so cute and white and chubby. Is he the third child?"
Up to now, no one knows about this except the people in Zaojiazhuang who know that Qin Jianjun is dead.
Before Mrs. Qin could speak, Wei Dong became excited: "Mom, this is the Han'er I told you about. He was so cute during the Chinese New Year, just like a New Year picture.
I didn't expect it to become more and more adorable. Look at its little arms. Who can raise such a chubby kid these days?"
Qin Han: “…………”
Are you praising him? You are just saying he is fat in different ways. How is he fat? This is a normal weight, right?
Other people's children are so skinny that they are just skin and bones. Compared with them, of course I look fat.
In fact, he is not fat at all.
"This child is so cute. Come, let me hug him!" Zhou Danxiu stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Qin Han.
Old Lady Qin hurriedly stopped him: “Sister, Han’er is a little heavy, don’t tire yourself out!”
"It's okay. I'm an old country woman with plenty of strength. How can I not be able to hold a child?" Zhou Danxiu said and then she took action and held Qin Han in her arms.
You know what, it's quite heavy.
Shen is good, which means the child eats well and is healthy.
Unlike her little grandsons and granddaughters, who are as thin as bean sprouts and don’t gain weight no matter how much they eat, which almost worries her to death.
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