Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 6 Good Appetite

Shui Jinglan felt warm and comfortable all over her body, and she opened her eyes so comfortably.

Just by opening her eyes, she saw a face full of vicissitudes, with wrinkles on the forehead engraved with the annual rings of the years, and a pair of shrewd eyes shining with kindness, which made her feel very familiar.It seems that there is such a face in memory that waters her every day and sings nice songs to her.

Wait, water?
Shui Jinglan blinked, showing confusion.

Why do you have to water her?
Isn't she human?
How to water it?
No, how does she know that she is human?
The more Shui Jinglan thought about it, the more confused she became, and Baozi's face was wrinkled into a ball of worry.

"Oh, my sweetheart, look at this wrinkled little face, how can you know how to be angry at such a young age? Are you hungry and want to drink milk? Don't worry, I will feed you when your mother cleans up. Feed you well."

this sound...

Just like the kindness in memory, it accompanied her throughout her childhood.

Whole childhood?

Shui Jinglan couldn't figure it out.Who is she?where is she?Why does she have hazy memory?
Don't babies know nothing?
No, how did she know that the baby didn't understand anything?

She tilted her little head, looked thoughtful, and was so cute that Lao Shi, who loved her because she was a lucky star, loved her even more.

Her Laoshi's granddaughter is really different, she can think at such a young age!

She has never seen such a smart and cute look in her life for decades!

"My treasure, the heart and liver are sharp." Laoshi couldn't help but kissed Jinglan's tender little face.

"Cuckoo..."

Shui Jinglan was startled at the sudden kiss, and then laughed happily.

She likes this grandma and the smell of grandma.

"Hey, my darling smiled at grandma, it's so cute." Lao Shi felt that her heart was about to melt. At this moment, she was willing to give her life to Shui Jinglan.

She had given birth to six children in her life, four boys and two girls, and her life was difficult at that time, thinking about how to survive every day, how could she feel sorry for her children?
Although life got better later on, her sons and daughters grew up, and they all had children, but she was not very close to her own children, let alone the third generation?
In her opinion, digging more food in the ground and allowing the children to eat two more bites is the greatest love for them.

It's not that Lao Shi has never hugged children, on the contrary, she has six grandchildren, and she has hugged all the following grandchildren.

However, hugging a child at that time is just giving a hand, there is no such thing as a rare child hugging and hugging.

But the feeling of holding Shui Jinglan is different. Routuan is a small thing in his arms, and the kind of intimacy connected by blood makes Laoshi want to cry happily.

"Good boy, be good, grandma's sweetheart." Laoshi was incoherent in his excitement.

Hearing Lao Shi's voice, the old man Shui who had been guarding outside scratched his ears and scratched his head anxiously, and shouted: "Old lady, old lady, quickly take the child out for me to see."

"Hey, here we come. Don't worry." Only then did Lao Shi remember the old man guarding the door, and after answering, he picked up the baby carefully and walked out.

When the old man Shui saw the fat baby, his wrinkled face showed a stretched smile, and he said repeatedly: "Good, good, good, it looks really good."

"That's right, this is our family's lucky treasure. I haven't seen a better-looking grandson than our grandson in all the towns." Laoshi looked proud.

"That is." Old Man Shui nodded in agreement.

Hearing Old Man Shui's voice, Shui Jinglan opened his eyelids, glanced at Old Man Shui and blew a bubble.

"Oh, my God, she blew bubbles at me. Does this mean she likes Grandpa? She's so smart." Old Shui was so happy that he didn't know what to do, and rubbed his hands together.

"That's right, I don't care whose family it is." Lao Shi raised his head, looking arrogant, looked down at the water, and couldn't get enough of it.

The old man Shui also stared at Shui Jinglan intently.

Shui Jinglan looked at Lao Shi for a while, and then at Old Man Shui for a while, seeing that neither of them was feeding her, and finally her mouth puckered and she cried.

I've already flattered you so much, why don't you feed me?
The baby is not happy.

"Oh, my heart is hungry, I let Fubao drink milk."

"Go quickly." Old Man Shui urged Laoshi to enter the house, for fear of starving his Fu Bao.

Laoshi looked at Chuyun who had fainted with disgust, reached out to lift up Chuyun's clothes, and placed Shui Jinglan in front of her ration.

Shui Jinglan looked at the white and soft mass in front of her eyes, and smelled the tempting fragrance emanating from it, but she didn't know what to do.

Seeing this, the old lady burst into a smile: "Oh, my Fubao, I still love my mother, I am afraid that it will take away my mother's nutrition, but if you don't eat it, you will be hungry, eat it quickly, for your sake Ration, grandma, I fed your mother a big sheep and several chickens, if you don’t eat it, won’t your mother be in vain?”

Laoshi put Shui Jinglan's small mouth directly on the ration, and Shui Jinglan, who sucked the sweet milk, knew what to do without being taught.

Seeing Shui Jinglan gobbling up the food, Laoshi was overjoyed.

After a while, Shui Jinglan emptied a ration bag, and Lao Shi quickly changed it.

When both of them were empty, Laoshi frowned seeing Shui Jinglan's unfinished expression.

Milk is still not enough, what if Fubao is starving her?
No, she has to find a way.

(End of this chapter)