An Ge shook his head, in fact, he already had some score in his heart.

Judging from the quality and color of the hair, there are several children who are very similar, but she thinks that No. 6 and No. 12 are the most similar.

But then again, 12 is too tall, shouldn't be more than a year old...... It is estimated that it was brought back to confuse her vision.

All of Quan Yitian's chosen children are too beautiful, and looking at those faces, Ange can't figure out which one is similar to himself and Quan Mo. However, the ears of child No. 6 are very similar to those of Quan Mo......

After thinking about it, An Ge turned around, walked sideways towards Xiaoyou, looked at her and asked, "Xiaoyou, what do you think?" Which do you think is like my son? ”

She asked on purpose.

Tempting each other, she thought, Xiaoyou should know which one is her child.

Xiaoyou was stunned, looked at An Ge in a daze, and shook his head with a smile for a while, "I don't know, I was tired of giving them a group bath today." Exhausted to death......"

Xiao You thought about it in pieces.

"Then you can sleep." An Ge smiled faintly.

"Hmm." After a while, he breathed evenly and fell asleep.

An Ge couldn't sleep, she turned around and faced the small beds, and there was a dim light left in the room, which shone softly on each child, and An Ge watched them quietly.

Children should be pampered and grow up.

But these children were placed in this village at such a young age, with no one to accompany them, no one to educate them, and even the language was mixed, and two of them didn't even know how to speak.

If Quan Mo knew that his son was living in such an environment, I am afraid that he would hate Quan Yitian even more.

She thought that the knot between Quan Yitian and Quan Mo would never be untied in this life.

An Ge touched his face, and the wound still felt faintly painful, like being pricked by a needle, but maybe he was too tired at the end of the day, and An Ge soon fell asleep.

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The next day, early in the morning.

An Ge and Xiaoyou woke up in a burst of crying, only to see a few children crying incessantly, staging a symphony of morning crying......

"Ahh

Xiaoyou sat up from the bed and grabbed her hair indiscriminately, and was about to collapse in the face of more than a dozen children.

"Get up and make them powdered milk." Ange also had a headache.

Quan Yitian's method not only ensured that the hostages were in his own hands, but also tortured her, which was really a double win.

"You can't just drink milk." Xiaoyou scratched her hair and said, "The little princess basically eats everything now, and it's not enough to drink milk." ”

"Quan Yitian wants to cut off our food for two days, and it would be good to have milk powder."

An Ge said, when she got up from the bed, her bones were so sore that she came to Thailand, and she was even ready to be cut off her hands and feet, but she didn't expect to be a nanny for a group of imps......

Ange and coax the crying children in various languages.

Finally, after coaxing, the sky was already bright.

Led a group of children out, and the children went crazy again.

"I'll cut your hair, don't make any noise, don't make trouble." Ange stood under the tree and said to them.

At this age, children are about to learn to speak, and they are all scrambling to learn words, "No noise, no ......"

“……”

It's really going crazy.

An Ge let out a long sigh and cut their hair by number, but they didn't cooperate with the first one as soon as they were cut, and all kinds of messy movements.

Xiaoyou is boiling water again, and he can't care about this side at all.

An Ge frowned, and was about to think of a way to get him not to move, when he heard a clean voice sound, "Don't move." ”