Song Xinhui was so anxious that he could stand up, and rushed into the room in one breath, and saw the child staring at him with his big eyes, covering his chest with his hands.

"I was scared to death. I thought the child had fallen to the ground."

At this time, Qiu Li opened the curtain and walked in and joked, "The child is so young and can't turn over yet, how can he fall to the ground?"

After saying that, he picked up the child and looked at it. The little girl's eyes were wide open, and her heart melted as she looked at her.

"Jiujiu, tell your mother why she cried?"

Jiujiu looked in the direction of the kitchen, it was really troublesome not to speak in her mouth.

Qiu Li saw that the child did not cry or make a fuss and put it back on the spot: "You stay to see the child, I'll go and see if the fish soup is good. It's rare to drink fish soup once, so it can't be made into a paste.

I put a lot of lard when I fry the fish today.”

"Okay!" Song Xinhui agreed happily.

Qiu Li went to the outer room to continue working. Her eldest son helped to burn the fire, so she could cook without any scruples.

Song Yuan was waiting beside him. Seeing that his mother was about to use a spoon to serve soup, he quickly took the prepared bowl and put it on the stove.

Seeing that his youngest son was well-behaved and sensible, Qiu Li put a spoonful of them on him: "Take it to the yard for food, don't get it hot, and be more stable when walking."

Song Yuan nodded quickly when he had fish, and went to the yard with bowls in his hands.

Qiu Li then served a bowl of each person and put the rest in a basin. She was worried that a fly would fall in, so she went to find a curtain to cover it. Then she had time to eat, so she went into the house and shouted, "Old Song, the fish soup is ready, you can eat it quickly!"

Song Xinhui put his shoes on the ground: "Then I'll go eat first, you can eat as well. It's almost time to start work, so don't go too late today."

"I understand, go and eat quickly!" Qiu Li urged her again, then went to the kang, lifted the child's quilt, and felt relieved when she saw that it was still as clean as the original.

Jiujiu smelled the fish soup and felt that her stomach was hungry than before. She couldn't tell her mouth, which made her feel so uncomfortable.

Qiu Li naturally didn't know what the little girl wanted to say, thinking that she was thirsty and fed some water, then went to the outside house, brought the cooled fish soup in, and said to the child lying on the kang with a smile.

"I will take you to have milk after dinner. I will give your aunt a fish today. She will definitely be happy when she sees it. Feed you two more."

Jiujiu looked at the fish soup that was so close to her and made a ummy sound in her mouth.

Qiu Li now saw that the child wanted to drink a bowl of fish soup and placed it on the side of the kang:

"You are too young to drink fish soup."

Jiujiu felt extremely aggrieved, and tears flowed out of her eyes involuntarily, and there was no sound in her mouth.

"Why are you crying?" Qiu Li quickly took a towel to wipe the child's tears. She thought about it in her mind. Maybe it's okay to eat some fish soup, just don't eat fish meat. Thinking of this, I quickly whispered to the child: "Good baby won't cry anymore. As long as you don't cry, I'll give you fish soup."

Jiujiu heard that she could drink soup and she cried and went back.

Qiu Li looked well-behaved and sensible, but she didn’t look like a newborn child. A child aged one may not be as smart as her daughter.

I thought to myself, is it that the children born from cultural life are different?

Jiujiu was very satisfied with drinking fish soup and felt that it was better than milk.

Qiu Li saw that the child had drunk half a bowl of fish soup, so she couldn't continue drinking it.

"You can't drink any more and have a good time. It seems that you don't have to carry you to drink milk this morning. You'll have enough to drink soup in your belly."
Chapter completed!