Borrowing Milk

Yu Nuannuan cried out in her heart.

She really didn't mean it just now. It was really instinct to think that she was only six months old and moved her hands and feet.

Before Yu Nuannuan came up with a solution, she heard someone call Chen Qiaoqin's name again.

The incoming person has a loud voice, and the voice has been coming in for a long time, and the person hasn't walked in yet.

Yu Nuannuan stared at the door for a while before seeing the person coming.

After seeing the person who came, Yu Nuannuan reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

She also knew this person and was another neighbor of the Yu family.

The family's surname was Wang, and everyone called her Wang's wife.

Wang's man has been gone for a few years. He has only one son. Last year he gave birth to a son.

Wang's wife especially loved her grandson, and named the child Wang Dabao.

Wang Dabao is one year old and he is dark and fat.

Wang Dabao's mother has run out of milk. It stands to reason that he is one year old and can already eat mash, but Wang's wife feels sorry for him, so she came to borrow milk.

The two families live next to each other, and Yu Nuannuan always hears Wang Dabao's fu**ing loud and hoarse voice.

That was all because Wang Dabao couldn't drink milk.

It was not once or twice that Wang Pozi came over with Wang Dabao.

The reason is the same every time I come here, just to borrow milk from Chen Qiaoqin.

It is better to say that it is a borrowed milk, because there is no repayment.

At this time, Mrs. Wang was holding Wang Dabao in one hand and a large porcelain bowl in the other.

After entering the room, Mrs. Wang didn't need anyone to let her go. She sat down at the table and put the bowl in front of Chen Qiaoqin, and said, "Qiaoqin, come on, give a bowl of milk."

Upon hearing this, Yu Nuannuan rolled her eyes.

This Wang's wife was not at all polite, saying as if someone owed her.

It's a pity that this time Wang Zi will be disappointed.

Before long, She heard Chen Qiaoqin smile and say, "Aunt Wang, I'm sorry, I'm out of milk."

"What?"

Mrs. Wang almost jumped up from the bench, "Why's there no milk ? Why is there no milk? Was it drunk up by that girl?"

Before Chen Qiaoqin could say anything, Mrs. Wang began to scold her, "Qiaoqin, a girl can't be given so much milk, this milk should be fed to fat boys."

The smile on Chen Qiaoqin's face faded, "Aunt Wang, don't say I am out of milk now. What big fat boy it is not my baby, so why should I feed him Milk."

"Qiaoqin, what you said is wrong! We are in this neighborhood, shouldn't we help each other? Hurry up, give your eldest nephew a bowl of milk, and he will cry."

These days, every household has nothing to feed their children. As long as the mother is not milk-free, the child is breast-feeding until one or two years old.

But Yu Nuannuan is different from other children's children, she was only six months old, but doesn't want to breastfeed.

She didn't even eat when she's hungry.

Chen Qiaoqin talked with Xu Shuhua, and saw that Yu Nuannuan was really resisting, so she could only cook for her, but she did not expect her to eat it.

Since Yu Nuannuan didn't take milk, Chen Qiaoqin gave the milk back.

It had only been two days, and Mrs. Wang found her.

Wang Pozi was shocked first, then angry, pointing at Chen Qiaoqin and cursing away.