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Chapter 60 One Hundred Days 1

Jiujiu has been in a hundred days and has changed into a new set of clothes made of red silk. Her hair is long and tied into two small braids. Her round face is covered with blush, which looks like a New Year's doll hanging on the wall.

Qiu Li deliberately killed the big rooster at home and stewed a large pot full of food, which was considered a big meat dish for the family.

The room was full of meat smell, and Jiujiu was drooling in her greed. She sat up little by little with her hands holding the wall, and then used all her strength.

"Hungry."

Qiu Li, who was cooking in the kitchen, ran in quickly when she heard the call of her baby daughter. She seemed a little confused when she heard her daughter talking.

"Jiujiu, did you just talk? Tell me to my mother again."

"Hungry." Jiujiu tried hard to make the words clearer. When she smelled the meat, she felt so hungry.

Qiu Li believed her daughter when she heard her daughter speak again. She didn't expect that the child could say a word in three months, which made her very happy. She picked up the child and walked around the ground and then put the child down.

"Mom is going to make milk powder for you."

Jiujiu had eaten enough milk powder, and subconsciously held Qiu Li's hand and refused to let her leave to make milk powder.

Qiu Li didn't move after being pulled by her little hand: "What's wrong? Don't you want to drink milk powder?"

My daughter can understand what she says since she was a child, so naturally she is used to talking to her daughter.

Jiujiu nodded obediently, then pointed to the outer room with her right hand: "Hungry!"

"Do you want to eat meat?" Qiu Li saw her daughter nodding, and then she was sure that the chicken in the pot had almost been stewed. The rice had been steamed long ago and took off the apron on the stove.

"Today is your hundred days. Mom will give you the taste of meat, but you can't eat too much, you can only eat a little."

Jiujiu heard that she was finally allowed to be eaten, and her face was filled with joy and smiled. After her eyes narrowed into a slit.

It’s not that I have mentioned that I want to eat meat in the past few months, but because I am too young, I have never been allowed to eat a bite of meat. I only started eating boiled eggs last month. I didn’t have too many eggs for the hen at home. I ate one egg in three days and then ate milk powder. This is her food.

Qiu Li acted quickly. She first put half a bowl of rice and mashed it with a spoon, then opened the pot, and made two spoons of soup with a spoon to pour it on it. Finally, she searched the pot, made the chicken legs out, and tore off the meat on it and made it into small pieces and placed it on the rice.

Then put your hands in the room and put them on the table that had been prepared long ago and hung.

"Jiujiu, the rice is just hot after it is out of the pot. I will eat it after a while. I will go to the outer room to put the chicken in the pot and can't continue to stew it in the pot."

Jiujiu nodded obediently and pretended to be calm and obedient. After the person went out, she quietly began to move and moved her hands and butt to the table little by little.

Then she picked up the spoon with her flexible right hand and started eating. She was not a real child, and she usually saw how people eat. She was a little unskilled at the first stroke, but when she digged the second spoon, she began to become proficient in the movements.

I have to say that the chicken stewed with firewood is really delicious and fragrant. It’s just that the teeth in the mouth are not strong enough to grow only a few, so it’s a bit difficult to chew. Fortunately, the meat is not too big, and you can swallow it by eating it little by little.

When Qiu Li came back again, she saw her daughter eating it herself, which gave her a big surprise.

I remember that she taught her to eat little by little at the beginning, and she also ate everywhere. Now she is watching her daughter eat very smoothly, just like a four or five-year-old child.

"Eat slowly, there is a chicken leg in the pot. Mom keeps it for you, and no one will give it to you."
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