: Eight hundred and four do it yourself, well-dressed
The old man was so anxious that he almost pointed at Shen Jiao's nose and called her a quack doctor. Shen Jiao said helplessly, "Grandpa, Zhuangzhuang is really fine!"
"The child doesn't have a fake illness. If Zhuangzhuang is really fine, how can he cry so badly? I won't tell you a quack doctor, I'll take Zhuangzhuang to the hospital!"
Shen Jiaxing still told the quack doctor, Shen Jiao could not laugh or cry, the level of the doctor in the hospital was not as good as hers!
"Zhuangzhuang told his mother that he was uncomfortable, okay? Is it a small belly? Mom will rub it for you!"
Shen Jiao whispered softly and massaged gently on her strong belly. The little guy may have a bloated stomach after eating too much, so rubbing it will make it more comfortable.
The heartbroken Zhuang Zhuang gradually stopped crying under Shen Jiao's massage, squinting his eyes slightly, looking very enjoying.
My favorite is when my mother rubs her belly. It's so comfortable!
Seeing that the little guy stopped crying, Shen Jiaxing felt relieved, exhaled a long breath, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Zhuangzhuang, what the **** is going on? Could it be that you saw something unclean?"
Shen Jiaxing was chattering, thinking of ghosts and gods, Shen Jiao advised: "It's normal for children to cry, grandpa, don't make a fuss, calm down!"
"Can I be calm? Just now, Zhuangzhuang cried so pitifully, my heart fluttered!" Shen Jiaxing was not angry.
Shen Jiao smiled helplessly, the little guy was really scary just now, I really don't know what happened to him?
Zhuangzhuang in his arms closed his eyes, his face wrinkled, still looking a little unhappy, Shen Jiao didn't dare to stop, for fear that the little guy would cry again.
Yuanyuan is not happy anymore, her mother went to her brother again, and he wants to rub his belly!
The dissatisfied Master Yuanyuan ran to Shen Jiao's side without speaking, just tugged at Shen Jiao.
Shen Jiao lowered her head and saw the unhappy little face of her eldest son, Yuanyuan pointed to her belly, and looked at Shen Jiao with big eyes.
"Will Yuanyuan also rub her belly?"
Shen Jiao is now able to accept her eldest son's facial expressions very well, and at first glance she knows that Yuanyuan also wants her to rub her belly.
Yuanyuan nodded and looked at Shen Jiao hopefully, Shen Jiao had to put down Zhuangzhuang and hug Yuanyuan, thinking about rubbing Yuanyuan a few times first, then Zhuangzhuang.
But she forgot the fragile heart of her youngest son, and she is still sad at the moment!
Zhuang Zhuang saw that his mother had abandoned him again, and hugged his brother. He took it for granted that Shen Jiao didn't like him anymore, opened his mouth, and burst into tears.
The ghosts and gods cried out louder than before, even more tragic!
"What's the matter? Why are you crying again? Zhuangzhuang, don't scare the grandfather, tell the grandfather what's wrong with you?"
The Shen family was in a hurry. It's not a problem to cry like this all the time. There must be a reason!
"Mom... bad guy!"
Zhuang Zhuang sobbed and kept saying, 'Mother is a bad person'!
Shen Jiao patted her forehead, feeling that this little guy still holds grudges!
"Zhuangzhuang, a man can't be so careful. Mom has already apologized to you just now, how can you still hold grudges? You're wrong, you know?" Shen Jiao was very serious.
A boy has such a small mind, what will he do when he grows up?
What else can such a man do?
Shen Jiao made up her mind to correct Zhuangzhuang's bad habit, and her tone became a lot more severe.
Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang had never seen her mother so fierce before, so she was startled and looked at Shen Jiao blankly.
Zhuangzhuang was even more aggrieved. Instead of comforting him, his mother scolded him. His mother really didn't like him anymore!
"Wow!"
The more he thought about it, the more sad the little guy cried even louder. Before Han Qixiu entered the yard, he heard the screams of his youngest son and raised his eyebrows in surprise. What happened?
Shen Jiaxing's intestines were about to make Zhuang Zhuang cry, and he couldn't help complaining about Shen Jiao: "What are you doing to the child? The child didn't do anything wrong, didn't he just cry a few times? I can't bear to scold you, Zhuangzhuang is so good, you still have to scold him! You are really..."
Shen Han and Han Qiwei twitched at the corners of their mouths, hurriedly lowered their heads, and their shoulders shook violently.
Second sister still wet the bed at the age of eight, tsk tsk!
Shen Jiao blushed with shame, and shouted at Shen Jiaxing in dissatisfaction, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? I'm just reasoning with Zhuang Zhuang, how can I scold him!"
And when did she wet the bed at the age of eight?
Shen Jiao was suffocated to death. It was the original owner who wetted the bed. This girl liked to wet the bed since she was a child.
She is afraid that she will have to carry this pot for the rest of her life!
At this time, Shen Jiaxing also realized that he had said something wrong. His granddaughter is a mother of a child.
But wasn't he in a hurry just now? When he was in a hurry, how could he remember to put the door on his mouth?
Shen Jiaxing glared at Shen Jiao angrily, picked up Zhuang Zhuang, and together with Shen Han, they tried every means to comfort the little guy. It was a rattle, a building block, and a small ball, but he couldn't make Zhuang Zhuang smile. .
"Zhuangzhuang, what's wrong?"
Han Qixiu walked in, Yuanyuan was the quickest to react, he slid down from Shen Jiao's arms, ran over and sat on the small bench and grabbed a big one bigger than his fist Apples, scrape apple puree and eat.
Dad said that he is already an adult, and he has to be self-reliant and well-fed, so he can no longer rely on his mother like he did when he was a child!
He is not as useless as the drooling brother, he knows how to cry all day long!
Han Qixiu cast an admiring look at the eldest son, Yuanyuan raised her small chest happily, forgot to control the strength of her hand, and pressed the spoon down.
"click"
The red apples were broken into scum, and the round claws were full of apple scum, as well as on the body and face.
"Pfft"
Shen Jiao suppressed her laughter and ran over to clean up Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan was a little frustrated. He was so useless, he couldn't even shave an apple. Dad would definitely tell him!
Han Qixiu came over and said solemnly, "Take another apple and scrape it until you're done!"
Yuanyuan's eyes lit up and she looked at Shen Jiao. Shen Jiao wanted to say that she could help with shaving, but she opened her mouth and still didn't say anything. She washed another apple and handed it to Yuanyuan.
The second one, it shattered!
The third one, it cracked again!
The fourth one is still broken!
……
When the twelfth apple was scraped, Yuanyuan finally managed to scrape a spoonful of apple puree.
Putting the sweet and sweet apple puree into her mouth, Yuanyuan squinted her eyes in satisfaction, it was delicious!
"Is the apple puree that I scraped very fragrant?" Han Qixiu asked.
Yuanyuan nodded vigorously, it was indeed much better than what his mother fed him!
Han Qixiu's lips curled slightly: "After that, you will scrape and eat the apples yourself, can you do it?"
Yuanyuan straightened her small chest, and suddenly practiced a standard military salute to Han Qi!