"Did you drink it?"
"It's been a long time since I last drank it."
Xu Qingluo smiled and nodded when he heard this.
It seems that she can gradually reduce the amount of milk her two children drink.
"Then we are slowly weaning the two children off breast milk."
"From now on, you can have a meal of milk powder in the afternoon."
Zhou Li was shocked to hear that his daughter-in-law wanted to wean his two grandsons off breastfeeding so quickly.
She couldn't help but feel sorry for her two grandsons, but she didn't interfere with her daughter-in-law's arrangements.
Anyway, I will quit it slowly, and my two grandsons will get used to it after a while.
"become."
Zhou Li took the things Xu Qingluo bought and packed them up.
When he saw the pig offal, he asked Xu Qingluo what to do with it.
"Mom, let me cook,"
Xu Qingluo went to the backyard to wash her hands and returned to the room to see the two children.
Seeing the two children sleeping soundly, he went to the kitchen.
"become."
"Then I'll wait to enjoy my daughter-in-law's cooking."
When Zhou Li heard that his daughter-in-law was going to cook, he gave her enough emotional value and expectation.
"T."
This time, Xu Qingluo did not use flour to wash the pig offal, but used wood ash.
It was Feng Shuang who offered her the business of using wood ash to wash pig offal.
Xu Qingluo has now roughly guessed what Feng Shuang's situation is.
Feng Shuang is probably a person who has lived a lifetime.
When I was talking with Feng Shuang today, he used some words that did not belong to this era.
For example, when eating lunch in a state-owned restaurant, she would say: "It's great."
Feng Shuang is from the north, so how could he know that these words do not belong to the northern region?
What's more, "巴什得䭼" is an internet term, the real meaning of this sentence is: 巴什得板!
Also, when Feng Shuang went to the city today, he often showed a nostalgic look and a familiar sense of direction.
It's like I've been here before.
But as far as she knew, Feng Shuang had never been to Snow City, so it was impossible for him to be so familiar with it.
There is only one possibility, that is Feng Shuang...is a person who has lived through a lifetime.
However, Xu Qingluo was not very interested in the fact that Feng Shuang had lived another life.
What's more, Feng Shuang is generous and independent, a lesbian with whom you can make close friends.
What she was more interested in was how Zhou Yuheng lived in his previous life.
Loneliness. Zhou Yuheng. End of life: "......"
Don't mention it.
Although Xu Qingluo wanted to know what happened to Zhou Yuheng, she would not rashly go to Feng Shuang to ask.
From the occasional sadness in Feng Shuang's eyes, one can guess that Feng Shuang might not have had such a happy life in his previous life.
A scar that Feng Shuang will never be able to get over for the rest of his life.
It’s better not to reveal the secret.
Xu Qingluo couldn't help but sigh, concentrating on his work and not letting himself think about Feng Shuang's feelings anymore.
It is not uncommon for psychologists to be empathetic.
Xu Qingluo stir-fried pork offal, the smell of chili was so choking that Xu Qingluo kept sneezing and coughing.
Zhou Li was in the room, using a sewing machine to make new clothes for her two grandsons, and was also severely choked.
Zhou Li hurried to the next room to check on the two children to prevent them from being woken up by the smell of chili peppers.
The two children's sense of smell and vision are not fully developed.
But I was not affected and still slept soundly.
Zhou Li opened the window in the room a little to allow some air in. The two children put their hands beside their faces and slept soundly.
"Mom, it's time to eat."
Xu Qingluo shouted.
Zhou Li responded, closed the window a little, covered his two grandsons with quilts, and went out to eat.
"Eat."
"I didn't expect this pig offal to be so delicious."
"Mom, eat more."
"T."
Zhou Li loves spicy food.
There was a dish called stir-fried pork offal, and both the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law ate an extra bowl of rice.
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A few days passed in a flash, Xu Qingluo picked all the vegetables in the vegetable garden and planted new seeds.
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