"The baby's taste is different from ours." Qin Anan patiently explained to his son, "You can understand that he has never eaten delicacies from mountains and seas, and the taste is relatively light."

"Oh. Mom, don't you feel tired taking care of your baby at home every day? In fact, you can hire more nannies and let them take care of the children. You can go play with dad!" Fu Ziqiu is relatively young now and can't stay at home, so explain.

"It's so cold now, what's there to do outside. And your dad will come to take care of the kids every once in a while, and I don't spend as much time with the kids as your dad did!" Qin Anan said with a smile, "Your dad isn't tired either. He Take two or three hours to work, and you can take care of your children outside of work, and I haven't seen him complaining about being tired."

"The main reason is that our Da Guoli is handsome." Xiaohe looked at his little nephew more and more like him.

"I think Da Guoli looks quite like his mother. During the Chinese New Year, I have to send some gifts to his mother." Qin Anan was thinking, "If you said that if I gave her a house, would she accept it? ah?"

Fu Ziqiu: "I think she really needs a house. She still rents a house now! When I was in the flower shop, I wanted to send her flowers. She said that her rented house is very small and there is no place to put it."

Qin Anan nodded: "I'm afraid she won't accept it. I'm thinking of some reason to make it easier for her to accept it."

"Should I let my brother tell her?" Fu Ziqiu suggested.

"Haha, your brother is capable at work, but he's not good at interacting with girls. He's too serious, and he doesn't know how to be euphemistic. Let him go, and Xiaomo won't accept it." Qin Anan said.

At this time, Xiaohe had already prepared two cups of milk powder.

She brought a cup and handed it to the second brother.

Fu Ziqiu took the quilt and tasted it first.

"It doesn't taste good?" Qin Anan asked.

Fu Ziqiu nodded: "It's really not good. Except for the fishy smell, there is no other smell at all."

Xiaohe also took a sip.

If it doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good, but Xiaohe can drink it.

Da Guoli opened his eyes wide, staring at his aunt and uncle without blinking.

The little guy seemed to smell the aroma of milk, and he was probably thinking, why are they drinking my milk? Why don't you give me a drink?

"Second brother, look at Da Guoli has been staring at us, hahaha!" Xiaohe laughed when he saw Da Guoli's aggrieved eyes and expression.

Fu Ziqiu couldn't laugh or cry: "It's so bad to drink, it's a pity I can't give it to him."

Xiaohe: "Second brother, don't keep thinking that it's bad to drink, just drink it in one gulp."

Xiaohe demonstrated it to Fu Ziqiu.

When Da Guoli saw that Xiao He drank a glass of milk in one go, Da Guoli started to cry.

"Hahahaha!" Fu Ziqiu laughed until tears flowed, "The little guy is crying! Is he hungry?"

Qin An'an was also amused by Da Guoli's expression.

"When did you eat the milk on the fruit?" Qin Anan asked the servant.

"An hour and a half ago." The servant replied, "It's a little early to eat now, but if he wants to eat, he can also eat."

Qin Anan looked at the tearful look of the eldest grandson's grievance, and felt distressed: "Then make him milk!"

The servant went to make milk for the fruit, and ran into Fu Shiting who was striding towards him.

Hearing his grandson's cry, Fu Shiting immediately put down his work and rushed over.

In the past, when he was working in the study, he would always close the door of the study. Now, in order to listen to his grandson, he always opened the door of the study.

This way, when the grandson cries, he can hear the cries immediately.

As soon as he heard the cry, he rushed over immediately.

"Fu Shiting, do you still work efficiently like this?" Qin Anan teased, "It's normal for a child to cry, you look like you've lost your soul."

Fu Shiting: "Didn't you say that our grandson doesn't like to cry and is very good? Why did you cry just now?"

"Dad, I just drank a glass of milk in front of him, and he started crying." Xiaohe showed the empty glass to his father. JrNovels.com