Zhou Yuheng put a knitted hat on her head, and Xu Qingluo looked at the two children in the crib.
The two children's faces have changed a lot now. They are no longer as rosy as when they were born.
After half a month of careful care, the two children have grown into plump little glutinous rice balls.
Even the younger brother Xiaoyuan has grown to be almost as heavy as his older brother, and is no longer the little kitten he was half a month ago.
The two children's eyes opened a little, and their vision gradually became clearer.
When the two children are awake, their eyes always like to follow the movements of their father Zhou Yuheng.
Especially when Zhou Yuheng changed diapers for the two children.
The two children just stared at him or smiled at Zhou Yuheng.
Zhou Yuheng had been looked at like this by his two sons so many times that even his hardest heart softened a little.
The old father's heart eventually fell step by step.
The two children stretched their little hands out of the quilt and kept grabbing at the air.
“Aaaaaah~”
“Aaaaaah~”
The two children kept saying "ah~" one after another, as if they were having a conversation.
Xu Qingluo couldn't understand the baby talk at all, and Zhou Yuheng thought his two sons were stupid.
The two children had no idea that they were rejected by their old father.
The two children kept yelling "ah ah ah" at each other.
They responded to each other and had a lot of fun.
“Puff, puff, puff~”
Zhou Yuheng heard the familiar fart sound, picked up the clean diapers on the table with an expressionless face, and walked to the crib to change the two children.
“Aaaaaah~”
The elder brother saw the familiar face and kept waving his hands and calling out to his father.
"Stinky baby~"
“Wow wow wow~~”
My brother was crying loudly, and Zhou Yuheng's face was stiff. He started crying after just saying one sentence?
"Stop crying."
“Wow wow wow wow~”
The older brother cried, and the younger brother followed suit. The two children cried in coordination as if they were beating a rhythm.
Xu Qingluo looked at Zhou Yuheng with resentment, this man really loves children with his heart.
He is the number one in the family when it comes to making children cry.
Zhou Yuheng felt the complaining and warning look from his wife.
He looked at the two children with a look of resignation.
Forced by the look in his wife's eyes, Zhou Yuheng took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth.
"I was wrong."
Zhou's mother was preparing food for Xu Qingluo in the kitchen downstairs.
Hearing the crying of her grandson, Zhou's mother ran up the stairs two steps at a time.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Zhou's mother rushed to the crib and saw her eldest grandson's red face from crying. She felt so distressed.
"Grandma's baby, why are you crying like this?"
Mother Zhou picked up her eldest grandson with concern and coaxed him. It took her a long time to coax his brother Xiaoman into calmness.
The elder brother stopped crying, and the younger brother also heard the crying. Mother Zhou glared at Zhou Yuheng.
The dissatisfaction on Zhou's mother's face was very obvious, and three words were written on her face: It's you again!
Zhou Yuheng rubbed his nose guiltily and said something, but his eldest son actually listened to him.
"You're already thirty-something."
"You can't get along with a half-month-old child."
"Do you have any shame?"
No. Zhou Yuheng. Face: “.......”
Zhou Yuheng knew he was in the wrong, so he did not refute what his mother said. He just stood there silently and was scolded by his mother.
Xu Qingluo looked at the loneliness emanating from Zhou Yuheng and felt both amused and distressed.
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