"Why don't you take advantage of this time to go home for the New Year, wean yourself off the milk, and drink milk powder instead." Song Jingzhi looked at the little daughter-in-law after installing the curtain.

The children's baby teeth have already erupted, and sometimes they will bite Tang Xiaoxiao, and every time he sees his daughter-in-law being bitten and frowning, he feels distressed.

"Your daughter is so squeamish, can she break it?" She looked at her daughter, who still had tears on her face, but was holding the little red ball and giggling with laughter.

Pingping is not worried, Pingping is adaptable, he will hum for two days at most, An An belongs to himself and spoils himself, so it is estimated that he will have to cry for a while.

"It's going to break sooner or later, and if you take it with your mother, it will naturally break if you leave." He knew that the little daughter-in-law was reluctant.

But when the mother-in-law has to go to work in Beijing, no one helps to take it, the child is with the daughter-in-law every day, and when the child cries, the daughter-in-law will definitely not be able to bear it, and this weaning has become a problem.

"Then break it." She nodded and agreed.

"You can sleep after you feed, and someone will come up in a while."

He first carried Pingping to the lower bunk on the other side, played with his son, and when she fed An An, he hugged Pingping to her, and held An An to burp himself.

After she fed Pingping, Song Jingzhi closed the curtain and took the two children to the other side, so that his daughter-in-law could rest here.

At the next stop, a young couple came up, looking to be in their early twenties.

After the two entered the private room, they saw Song Jingzhi wearing a military uniform and two children, and saw a curtain around the lower bunk on the other side.

The woman looked at the curtain around her and frowned.

"What is there to cover?"

"I'm sorry, we have a long journey, and my daughter-in-law needs to feed the child, so I surrounded it with a cloth."

"Huh." The woman didn't expect that the people in the cloth bunk around her were with Song Jingyi, and she was a little embarrassed.

"You go over there and go to the bunk." The man pushed his daughter-in-law, signaled her to talk less, and finished saying that he got on the top bunk on Song Jingzhi's side.

The woman glanced at Song Jing again, and then climbed onto the top bunk.

"Brother." Tang Xiaoxiao shouted inside the curtain, she didn't fall asleep, she naturally heard the movement outside.

"I'm here."

"Bring the baby here." She lifted the curtain and sat up.

Song Jing hugged a child in one hand, put the child on the bed, and let them play by themselves.

He took out a cinnamon candy from his pocket, tore the wrapping paper and put it in his daughter-in-law's mouth.

"Can't sleep?" He took out the book from his marching bag and prepared to read to his little daughter-in-law.

"Take out my book and read it myself." She didn't want other women to hear her man studying.

"Okay." He took out the book and handed it to her.

The little couple has one head and one foot of the bed, blocking the children inside the bed and letting them play on the bed by themselves.

When it was time for lunch, Song Jingzhi took the lunch to the dining car to heat up, and he made the meal early in the morning, mainly because Tang Xiaoxiao was still breastfeeding, and he stewed the soup.

When he returned, he was holding a teapot with eggs in his hand, and some sugar was added to the eggs, which were ready to be fed to the children.

"You eat first, I'll feed the child first." He placed lunch on the table in front of Tang Xiaoxiao.

The man on the upper bunk on the other side also went to the dining car to buy food and came back, "Come down and eat." ”

The woman came down from the top bunk, and she was very surprised to see Tang Xiaoxiao's appearance, she originally thought that Tang Xiaoxiao, who had given birth to two children, should be a woman with an out-of-shape figure.

I didn't expect to be so good-looking, and her figure was much better than that of her, who had never been born, so it's no wonder that this officer loves his daughter-in-law so much.

The twins sat on the bed and waited for their father to feed them, and since they were 6 months old, Tang Xiaoxiao began to add complementary food to them.

Egg custard and washed eggs with a little sugar are children's favorites.

"I told the salesman in the food truck that I would cook you a soup at dinner and make a rice cereal for the children, and I had already given money tickets." Song Jing said while feeding the child.

The children took turns to feed one mouthful, fair and just, and the two eggs were made of washed eggs, and they were quickly fed.

An An was still babbling, obviously not having eaten enough.

"Song Xiaoran~" Tang Xiaoxiao turned around, and An An immediately felt the suppression from the bloodline and shut up.

"Hurry up and eat." She said to Song Jingzhi.

"Okay."

It was three days after they got off the bus, when Tang Xiaoxiao and Song Jingzhi got out of the car with their children in their arms, because Song Wei had already gone to college, Song Jianguo and another young man in the village drove a tractor to pick them up.

"Uncle." Song Jingzhi and Tang Xiaoxiao said hello.

"Come and show me our little granddaughter." Song Jianguo looked at An An in Tang Xiaoxiao's arms, wearing a pink and tender padded jacket, which was very rare.

An An was not afraid of life, he was hugged by his uncle, smiling and touching his stubble and giggling.

When he got on the tractor, Song Jingzhi took out the quilt in the marching bag and wrapped the two children tightly.

The tractor drove directly to the door of Song's house, Song Jianguo still had something to do, and asked them to go to the house for dinner at night, so he left with the young man who drove the tractor.

Song's father and Song's mother had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when they saw their son and daughter-in-law's family, they immediately stepped forward.

"It's back." Song's father and Song's mother took over the sleepy child.

"Dad, mother." Tang Xiaoxiao screamed sweetly.

"Eh, come in and sit down, your father has burned the fire, just wait for you to come back." Mother Song hugged An An and said with a smile.

The two of them put their luggage in the east house first, Song Mu had already cleaned them in the east house, and there was a small bed in the house, which was prepared for the dragon and phoenix fetus.

"Dad, mother, let's hold the cot in your house later, we are ready to wean the baby." Song Jingzhi looked at his parents behind him and said.

Now that you're ready to make plans, let's break it off early.

"Ah, so early?" Isn't it just over eight months? Mother Song looked at the two of them.

"While you and my father help take it, it will be broken first, and it will be difficult to break when you get to Beijing." Song Jingzhi explained.

"That's right, is the milk powder ready?" Father Song asked.

"Ready." Tang Xiaoxiao nodded, there was no shortage of milk powder in her space.

"Just get ready, the children should be sleepy too, let's move now." Song's father handed the child to his daughter-in-law and began to move the bed with Song Jingzhi.

The two little babies didn't know that the adults weaned them, and when Mother Song handed the two dolls the bottles, they didn't reject them, and dozed off while drinking the milk powder.

In Song Mu's lullaby, the dragon and phoenix fetus soon fell asleep.

"It should be easy to break." When Mother Song came out of the room, she whispered.

"That'll do." Father Song glanced at his grandchildren who were sleeping soundly in the room. "Then you prepare some malt water for Xiaoxiao, and don't make soup recently."