As he spoke, Wang Qiushui picked up the empty bowl in front of Jingyiren, and scooped a bowl for Jingyiren with a spoon that had just been stained with his own saliva and put it in front of Jingyiren.

"Drink more!" Wang Qiushui said the same as his own family, as if he was afraid that Jingyi people would be polite.

"......" Jing Yiren stared at the bowl of soup mixed with Wang Qiushui's saliva in front of him with wide eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Jingyiren guessed that Wang Qiushui was usually used to being here, and he didn't notice that his actions were inappropriate, and Jingyiren didn't say much.

It's a big deal, she won't drink this bowl of soup for a while.

However, followed Wang Qiushui to reach out and take the empty bowl in front of Lu Ming.

"No need!"

"My husband doesn't drink soup!"

Jing Yiren and Lu Ming spoke at the same time.

Jing Yiren's eyes shrank, and his heart was raised.

She wondered if Wang Qiushui really scooped the soup for Lu Ming, whether Lu Ming was going to go crazy and flip the table.

Wang Qiushui looked at Jingyi people blankly.

"Make soup without drinking soup?"

Jing Yiren smiled embarrassedly: "I made it for you to drink!" You are guests! ”

Hearing this, Wang Qiushui smiled from ear to ear, and unceremoniously brought a cup of soup to herself and her husband.

"Yiren, you are so filial!"

"......" Jingyi people are too lazy to care about these. After all, it's rare for an aunt to come to their house.

After he and Lu Ming had a meal, they were always eating white rice.

The rest of the dishes were also stirred up by Wang Qiushui.

Towards the end of dinner, Xiao Doudou, who was sleeping in the cradle in the living room, woke up.

Jingyi guessed that the child was probably hungry and was going to ask the confinement lady to prepare the milk.

As a result, Wang Qiushui left his seat with the soup bowl and walked towards the small cradle.

While teasing the little pocket.

"Little baby! Are you hungry? Grandma's soup! ”

As he spoke, Wang Qiushui scooped up a spoonful of hot drink and put it into his mouth, grunted and grunted like a mouthwash, lowered the temperature twice, and then spit it in the spoon. Go feed the little doudou.

......Seeing this, Jing Yiren's forehead twitched again, and his face was embarrassed.

hurriedly rushed over and picked up the child.

Not to mention whether there is Wang Qiushui's saliva in this soup, Xiaodoudou is so small, you can't drink these tonic soups.

Although Jingyi people are not very good at taking care of children, they have learned a lot of basic knowledge about taking care of children in the past month.

Newborns are not allowed to eat salty foods.

Jing Yiren hurriedly explained: "Auntie, drink it yourself!" The child is still young, he can't drink soup, and he will eat bad stomach and diarrhea! ”

"Nonsense! When you were born, your uncle licked the wine for you with chopsticks! What are you afraid of in this soup, you see that the children are hungry! ”

Jingyi people had difficulty communicating with the aunt, so they handed over the child to the confinement lady and took her upstairs to feed.

The child was taken away, and the aunt gave up feeding the child.

After dinner, Lu Ming could see that Jing Yiren was not happy at all for dinner.

Picked up the car keys, and the outer hall, and said lightly: "Go out for a ride!" ”

followed Lu Ming to explain that the confinement lady should take care of the child and must not give the child anything other than milk powder.

Lu Ming was worried that Wang Qiushui would give the child something strange.

"......" Jingyi people don't know why Lu Ming suddenly wants to go out, since he wants to go out, Jingyi people follow him.

Lu Ming drove to the door of a well-known membership-based restaurant in Ruby and stopped.

Jing Yiren turned his eyes and smiled at Lu Ming, it was still her husband who knew her best and loved her .......