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After Jiang Shubai left, Song Tanglan hadn't had time to rest for a while when the little one started crying again. Seeing that he was about to cry, she guessed that he was hungry.
Thinking that the steamed pig heart soup for him would not be ready soon, I decided to make him some milk powder first.
After the milk powder was prepared and put into the strange bottle, he picked up the little guy and fed him with one hand.
Speaking of which, when Song Tanglan heard that her second sister was going to stop breastfeeding and that the little one would drink milk powder and malted milk in the future, she was thinking about whether she should use a spoon to feed him one spoonful at a time.
But later her second brother-in-law brought back a strange bottle and said it was a baby bottle. She was stunned at the time.
I still remember her shocked look at that time, which made both of us laugh.
Song Tanglan blushed slightly when she thought about it now.
Actually, it's not her fault. She has never seen such a strange baby bottle. The baby bottles she has seen in modern times are all those with bottles and nipples. This one, on the other hand, is just a bottle.
It's just a bottle with two mouths, a bit like the shape of a kettle.
After Mumu finished eating and burped, Song Tanglan put him down and let him sit on the chair to play with toys.
Just then, the sound of a bicycle was heard outside the yard, and Song Tanglan hurried to open the door for her second sister.
"Second sister, you're back. Are you used to your first day at work today?"
"Hahaha, little sister, you're so cute. It's just that I haven't been to work for a while. There's no need to get used to it. By the way, how about going to the commune today? Was it fun?"
Song Tangcheng pushed the bicycle back to the warehouse and put it away, then washed his hands and went to the main hall.
"It's okay. By the way, a letter and a package arrived today. They were on my bed, and I didn't take them out."
"Parcels do arrive from home around this time. Did you bring Mumu back?"
Song Tangcheng looked at his son who was playing quietly there. When he saw him come in, he quickly reached out to him. Seeing how well-behaved he was, Song Tangcheng was very pleased and reached out to pick him up. He looked at his son's new clothes and teased him with a smile.
"Yes, I just brought him back not long ago."
"You even gave him a bath and fed him milk. He smells delicious. Let mommy give him a kiss."
After saying that, he smacked Mumu on the face, and Mumu smiled even more foolishly.
Seeing him like this, his mother laughed even more happily.
"When I went to hold him, he looked like a clay figurine. He had to take a bath."
Song Tanglan felt a little disgusted when she thought of that look, and she also regretted it in her heart. If she had known earlier, she would not have hugged him and let his father take him back.
"Oh, by the way, Second Sister, I bought a lot of offal today, including pig hearts, pig livers, and four pig feet. They're all in the kitchen. Please clean them up later!"
Song Tangcheng was curious when he heard this, so he carried the little guy to the kitchen, saw the washed meat, opened the lid of the pot, and looked at the rice and pig heart soup that were still steaming.
"Are you steaming this soup for the little one?"
"Yes, the aunt said that drinking more pig heart soup is good for the cub." Song Tanglan didn't know whether this statement was correct or not. Anyway, she heard it from the aunts in the team.
If the little ones can't drink it, it's okay for them to drink it, it won't be wasted anyway.
"Your aunt is so nice to you, I'm a little envious!" Song Tangcheng held Mumu's hand and waved.
Although he said so, his face showed no envy at all, only pride.
However, Song Tanglan did not continue to follow her words, but instead changed the subject.
"Second sister, are you going to make dinner or am I going to do it?"
"I'll do it, I'll do it. You carry Mumu down. There are so many. I'll cook a lot later and send some to my mother-in-law. Do you mind?"
"Don't mind. Aunt Li has lost a lot of weight recently due to illness. It's time for her to eat some more."
"It's okay. I'll put some more dates, mushrooms and the like. It will be a lot by then, enough for us to eat." After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start cooking.
Winter has just passed and there are not many vegetables to eat. There are only radishes and potatoes. Even the cabbage was eaten up in the snow.
Now, if we don’t have this meat dish, we can only eat radishes, potatoes and the like. Families with a larger harvest will have some mushrooms left to eat.
With the help of each other, the two sisters quickly cooked a large pot of pork soup. Song Tangcheng specially took a large basin and filled it up. She was so excited that she made more. It had all kinds of ingredients and there was no need to prepare any additional side dishes.
Cheng Fangyuan was assigned a task as soon as he came back. He was shocked when he saw the big basin.
"Acheng, what is this hot stuff?" Because there was a bamboo lid on the basin, he couldn't see what was inside. Besides, he didn't know that Song Tanglan bought meat this time.
"This is all pork soup. Your little sister is so lucky. She bought all the pig hearts and livers that others can't buy. Look how much weight mother has lost recently. Send some to her so that she can have some nourishment."
Cheng Fangyuan was a little bit surprised to hear this. He really didn't expect that his little sister was so lucky. After all, he often went to buy meat and rarely picked up meat offal. Even on the black market, he rarely bought these.
Unless someone specifically leaves it behind, it will never reach their hands.
Although these offal are not as delicious as meat, they require less money and can nourish the body. Many people are eyeing these things!
However, thinking that this was bought by Song Tanglan, he asked with some embarrassment.
"This little sister bought meat, and we're not only going to eat it, but we're also going to send it to my mother. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
Song Tangcheng could tell what Cheng Fangyuan was thinking. He was just worried that her younger sister would feel uncomfortable if she continued to make sacrifices like this.
"Ayuan, you don't have to worry about this. My little sister has no objection to this. She has already told Xiaodong and Xiaoli that she will send them delicious food. If you feel bad about it, just buy her something else delicious."
This was something they had just discussed. They had originally thought that Cheng Fangyuan would come back too late, so the two sisters would send him off.
You can't wait until they finish dinner before delivering it to them!
Seeing that his wife didn't care at all, Cheng Fangyuan didn't say anything else: "Okay, then I'll send it over first, you guys eat first!"
After he left, Song Tangcheng went back to eat. As soon as he came in, he saw his younger sister feeding Mumu pig heart soup. He looked at the untouched food in her bowl and reminded her.
"Little sister, you eat first. The little one just drank milk and is not hungry yet. It's okay to feed him later."
When Song Tanglan heard her words, she raised her head and looked at Mu Mu who was licking the spoon, then raised her eyebrows at her second sister.
The meaning is obvious, is this what you mean by not being hungry?
Song Tangcheng also felt a little embarrassed when he saw this scene. This brat was really too disrespectful.
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