The thing was a little hot, Ji Nan moved the small bowl aside and said, "Don't worry, eat slowly." ”

The little honeypot also slapped the table, urging the food to hurry up to his mouth.

Mo Shu looked at these two little things, thinking that the little sugar pot had just gone to pick up her clothes, and it was estimated that she was already hungry.

With a little guilt in his heart, Mo Shu reached out and touched the head of the little sugar jar, and said; "Mommy feeds you."

The little sugar pot was immediately excited, and happily reached out to grab Mo Shu's hand.

Mo Shu took the small bowl and tested the temperature before sending it to the mouth of the small sugar jar.

The little sugar jar swallowed it in one gulp, and ate happily with its mouth open.

Ji Nan was feeding the little honey pot, and when he saw that his brother was his mother, he was so angry that he didn't want to eat, and patted the small table in front of him to express his protest.

The little sugar pot ate two more bites at once, and when he saw his younger brother, he was very surprised.

Mo Shuwan slapped the hand of the small sugar jar and said, "Eat well!" ”

The little sugar pot concentrates on eating, while the little honey pot refuses to eat with her mouth closed, and looks like she is about to cry.

Ji Nan said helplessly: "Open your mouth, aunt feed you." ”

The little honeypot was not only unwilling, but also cried when she opened her mouth, looking in the direction of her mother, her expression was aggrieved.

Mo Shu glanced at it and said, "You also want your mother to feed you?" ”

The little honeypot pursed her lips and looked at Mo Shu, the meaning was self-evident.

Yu Siqiao was eating, and when he saw this, he got up and walked to the little honey pot, "I'll come." ”

When the little honeypot saw Yu Siqiao, her eyes lit up, and she soon sat down obediently.

Yu Si Qiaoyao took a mouthful of food, blew it, measured the temperature and felt that it was okay, and then put it in the baby's mouth.

The little honeypot opened its mouth and ate a big mouthful.

Mo Shu glanced at his younger son, wiped his mouth for the eldest son, and said, "Eat slowly." ”

The little sugar pot ate happily, shook his head, and laughed like a little fool.

Mo Shu couldn't help but laugh, looked at him, tapped his nose, and said, "Eat well!" ”

A few little girls watched from the side, all a little embarrassed.

After all, such a thing should have been done by them.

And Mo Shu directly started by himself, if this is the case, then what else do they do?

As a result, the maids were a little apprehensive.

One by one, they stood by and stood by, not daring to slack off at all.

Soon, the two little milk cans finished eating, and Zhaomei and Zhaozhu hurriedly took them out.

Mo Shu and Yu Siqiao finally had time to eat their own food, but unfortunately it took a bit long to feed the children, and many of them were a little cold.

The little maid next to her said, "Let's prepare a new one for you." ”

"No," Mo Shu said, "go down." ”

The little maids were even more worried, and secretly reflected in their hearts that they didn't seem to be thoughtful enough.

But fortunately, the masters don't seem to be very harsh people, and soon the matter was revealed.

Yesterday, Mo Shu and Yu Siqiao had just returned from northern Xinjiang, and they felt the cold and freezing over there, and they felt that the weather in the capital seemed to be very warm.

The children all wore thick cotton jackets, and the two little things wore tiger head hats, and were held in the arms of their parents.

Mo Shu wandered around the palace with them in his arms, and found that even though it was not as cold as in the northern Xinjiang, many flower branches had been defeated, and there was no snow, but the branches were covered with frost.