Supernatural little lady

Chapter 11 There is milk to drink
"I just said, I was just busy for a while, why did you and Ah Qing disappear?"

"Take her out for a walk. She seems to be tired of sitting." Guan Daqi handed the daughter in his arms to Jin Niang. "I happened to meet Shuzi. He gave us some milk and said he was feeding the pigs."

Guan Qing faced the sky with a depressed look on his face.

How naive you are to feed such a good thing to pigs.

Jin Niang hugged her daughter and looked down at the wooden bucket Guan Daqi was holding in her hand. It just so happened that the pigs were about to be fed, so you can feed them.

Okay, Guan Daqi agreed, and carried the bucket over, but he felt his sleeves being pulled. When he turned around, he saw Guan Qing's big black grape-like eyes, and she pulled them. He tugged at Guan Daqi's clothes and said in a sweet voice.

"Ah Qing wants to drink."

"What?" Guan Daqi still couldn't hear clearly what his daughter was saying?
"Ah Qing wants to drink."

Guan Qing raised her voice, she wanted to drink, she wanted to drink, she wanted to drink milk, she wanted to drink milk.

"Do you want a drink from this?" Guan Daqi raised the big wooden bucket in his hand.

"Good boy, Qing," Guan Daqi rubbed his daughter's soft little head, "This is for pigs to drink, not for humans." "

"If you want to drink, drink," Guan Qing grabbed Guan Daqi's clothes and insisted on drinking. She cried, made trouble, and hanged herself. This was a question of whether she would be nutritious in the future, so no matter how shameful it was to act cute, she would still do it. Sell, she will fight for herself to the end, for milk.

Guan Daqi coaxed her for a long time, but Guan Qing was making trouble. His daughter had always been well-behaved and never asked for anything. What happened this time? She had to drink milk. No one drank this.

"Forget it," Jin Niang thought for a while, "You can go to Shuzi's house later to get some clean ones, and I can warm them up for the children to drink."

"Although no one drinks it, it doesn't mean you can't drink it. It's always milk. You see, Shuzi's family also drinks it, but they don't like the taste. Then they don't drink it much anymore, and they haven't seen anything happen to their family members after drinking it. "

"Okay," Jin Niang said, and his little girl was very stubborn. As a father, he really had no choice. He couldn't see his daughter crying, so he had to put the bucket down. First, my daughter was worried, so I hurriedly went to Shuzi’s house and brought back some clean milk.

Jinniang carefully heated it in the pot, and when it was warm, she gave it to her daughter to drink.

Guan Qing drank a large bowl of milk in one go. After finishing the drink, he even licked his stomach, looking satisfied.

She rested her little head on Jin Niang's arms, and her mouth felt as if she had eaten honey.

"My mother is so nice."

Jin Niang really couldn't laugh or cry. She pinched her daughter's little face and said, "I'll give you oral milk. Mom is fine, but isn't daddy good?"

"Hello, daddy," Guan Qing said. Of course he would not offend his mother or his father. His little childlike words not only made his mother happy, but also made his father happy. He ran out and went to weave bamboo baskets. , thinking in his mind, since his daughter loves to drink milk, he will go to the child every day to get fresh milk. Shuzi’s family raises several cows and feeds pigs and they can’t finish them all. How could he miss his little girl? One meal of milk a day.

But he actually thought wrong, not one meal a day, but at least two meals a day.

This little girl in his family really likes this kind of milk.

Jinniang had to boil the milk every day and wait until it cooled down before giving it to her daughter to drink. Guan Qing also lived a good life with milk from then on. I don’t know if it was because of drinking milk every day or because of it. Because the water and soil in ancient times are indeed very nurturing, the whiter and tenderer she grows, others say she looks like a freshly steamed bun, with a small face so tender that you can pinch the water out of it.

(End of this chapter)