With Zhao Xiaoyun here, Xue Qingqing didn't know that Ji'er was picky about eating, no matter how hard she worked, as long as the food she made was a little unappetizing, Jill would cry endlessly and refuse to eat well, thinking of starving and losing weight Ji'er, Zhao Xiaoyun had to explain it when he came back, for this reason, these days, Xue Qingqing was exhausted just thinking about Ji'er's diet every day, but her cooking skills were really flattering, and the meals she made were always difficult to please Ji'er, so every day when feeding Ji'er, Xue Qingqing could only put her heart sideways, regardless of Ji'er's body desperately struggling and shouting"Piggy, piggy" poured the food into his mouth like a duck, Xue Qingqing knew that Ji'er was slurring his speech because he wanted to call his "uncle" Zhao Xiaoyun to come to the rescue, arousing the thoughts in her heart, she was as sad as Ji'er. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the kitchen, Xue Qingqing looked anxious in the face of the freshly baked meal, thinking that Jill was happy to watch cartoons now, and when he would feed him such a meal, he didn't know how to cry, Xue Qingqing couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

However, to Xue Qingqing's surprise, when she fed Jill with anxiety, Jill didn't cry or let her feed the spoonful of the food that she thought was unpalatable, and laughed happily from time to time, Xue Qingqing knew that she was not a good cook, she looked up and saw that it was the antics of two famous cartoon characters on TV that caused Jill to laugh, her eyes lit up at that time, and her mood suddenly brightened.

"I was stupid enough to let Jill watch cartoons and feed him at the same time. Xue Qingqing suddenly had an idea about Ji'er's difficulty in eating, and she decided to find a bunch of cartoons that could make the little guy happy from the next day, and feed Jill while putting cartoons when she ate every day.

"Feifei, Feifei. Xue Qingqing was relieved of the problem in his heart, Jill who was holding food in his mouth suddenly stroked his little hand and shouted excitedly, Xue Qingqing looked at the TV, but saw that the cartoon on the TV had ended, and the news was being broadcast, Jill must have been excited to see the planes taking off and landing at the airport on the screen.

"Dr. Luo Ming, a famous metallurgist in China, and his assistant, on the way to the smelting plant invested and built by the Yaman Group in Mauritania, Africa, the plane unfortunately had an accident and crashed in the Altyn Bay of Mauritania, and now only part of the wreckage of the plane has been salvaged, and no survivors have been found, but the relevant rescue departments are still working hard to search and rescue the missing, and the search for the black box is also being carried out intensively, and I believe that the cause of the plane crash will soon be identified...... However, after glancing at the TV, Xue Qingqing, who still lowered her head and continued to feed Ji'er, heard that the announcer on the TV was clearly announcing the news of the plane crash, and the protagonist turned out to be Uncle Luo Ming.

After Xue Qingqing knew about the accidental fire in Luo Ming's laboratory, she was anxious about the mysterious substance, she called for the first time to ask Uncle Luo, but she couldn't get in touch, and finally learned from Luo Ming's family that the doctor was originally sent abroad, and now, shocked to hear the bad news, Xue Qingqing was in a heavy mood, Uncle Luo and his assistant suffered misfortune, but he didn't know where to get the mysterious substance back.

"I just hope that Sun Art can really find out the source of the mysterious substance, otherwise, it will be easy to see that the hope of battery production is gone. Xue Qingqing thought with a heavy heart.

Standing behind a dilapidated wooden cart, Khaluka stands behind a dilapidated wooden cart and screams to solicit buyers for his truckload full of mangoes, avocados and pineapples.

It was nearly noon, the sun was scorching, the heat in the air was already suffocating, and the fruit business was so bleak in front of him, and Haruka was sad and even more sad, he was only thirty years old, but he looked like he was forty or fifty years old.

In the past few days, bandits on the outskirts of Goma have been frequent, the local security situation is not good, and there are very few guests who dare to venture to Niragongo to play, and the fruit sold by Haluka every day is not even half of the rotten fruit.

His wife is eight months pregnant, and Haluka is no longer allowed to interfere in the matter of making money to support the family, only letting her stay at home to take care of her three and five-year-old sons, not bent on a well-behaved daughter, Haluka will never let his wife conceive this child, of course he knows that one more person to eat and wear, the already poor family can only be more overwhelming.