Besides, Wei Heng, who stayed at home and was reading, met Xiao Bao's eyes as soon as he came out of the bathroom. Wei Heng's expression softened in an instant, "What's wrong, Xiao Bao?"

Xiaobao blinked his big watery eyes, raised his head and said, "Dad, Xiaobao wants to drink from grandma."

Xiaobao usually makes milk powder three times a day in addition to eating, once in the morning, once after lunch, and once before going to bed. Su Yue forgot to tell Wei Heng before leaving.

Grandma? What Xiaobao wants to say is milk powder, right?

Wei Heng smiled and walked to the luggage he brought back with a crutch. These were all the gifts he brought back for Su Yue and her son. There were also several bags of milk powder that Xiaobao wanted to drink.

He was walking so slowly that he couldn't even squat down. Xiaobao moved a small horse and put it at Wei Heng's feet, saying in a sweet voice: "Dad, please sit down."

"Xiaobao is so good, thank you, Xiaobao." Wei Heng ruffled his hair.

"You're welcome, Dad."

It was convenient to have the little Mazhawei Heng. I sat down slowly while holding on to the crutches. In order not to touch my injured ankle, I had to straighten one leg and bend the other leg to support the ground.

Wei Heng unzipped the cowhide bags that contained various food packaging bags, revealing them. They were packed full of preserved fruits, dried fish, canned fruits, candies, malted milk, peach cakes, etc.

This luggage was packed with food, and there was also a luggage bag with various clothes for Su Yue and her son. His luggage was just a small bag, which contained two sets of changes of clothes.

Wei Heng rummaged through the bottom with his big hands and found out the bags of milk powder. The transparent packaging bags had a slightly yellow color and no trademarks on them. Don't think that the milk powder was worthless.

How could the things I brought back for my son be inferior? These bags of milk powder are specially supplied within the military region. Only the leaders of the military region can drink them. They are not available in the market outside.

Originally, he could not get it based on his position, but he still used the relationship as the regiment leader. The regiment leader sent all his old comrades and his own supplies to Wei Heng.

Anyway, they will send it every two months. At that time, Wei Heng will write to them, and if they have any extra, they will send it to Wei Heng. If it is short, it cannot be short of the child's food.

"Wow, Dad, there are so many good times!" Xiaobao squatted aside and exclaimed with his little face in his hands.

He has never seen so many delicious food put in front of him. Su Yue always brought out a little bit of food for him, so as not to attract anyone's attention.

Wei Heng's big bag had a strong visual impact on Xiaobao. With so much food, Xiaobao didn't know how long he could eat it by himself.

"They all belong to our little treasure, let's go, daddy will make some milk powder for you to drink." Wei Heng looked at Xiaobao dotingly and got him a package of dried fish to eat.

"Dad, please, the one with the little duck is Xiaobao's cup." Xiaobao jumped up and pointed at his own cup on the table with his little feet.

"Dad knows."

"Why do you know so many things, daddy?" Xiaobao tilted his head and looked at Wei Heng cutely, Wei Heng's tall figure reflected in his big, clear eyes.

"Dad guessed it."

Wei Heng scooped up three spoons of milk powder and mixed it with hot and cold water. The aroma of the milk powder wafted out. Xiao Bao was so anxious that he stamped his feet on the ground and looked at the cup in Wei Heng's hand eagerly.

"Dad, I want to drink, and Xiaobao wants to drink the fragrant grandma."

Seeing his anxious look, Wei Heng bent down and put the cup to Xiaobao's mouth, saying softly, "Drink!"

"Dad, I want to hold it for myself." Wei Heng fed Xiaobao with a cup. Xiaobao felt very uncomfortable while drinking, and it accidentally leaked out. After taking two sips, he asked for the cup.

Wei Heng looked at Xiaobao with some hesitation, because the cup was open and the bottle had a nipple. Can Xiaobao hold it in his small hands?

"Dad, the cow is out!" Xiaobao stretched out his pink tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. The milk flowed to his chin and it tickled. Xiaobao touched it and said, "Dad, give me paper to wipe my chin."

"Okay, be careful not to spill it."

Wei Heng let him hold it by himself, and took out another piece of paper to wipe the milk on Xiaobao's chin. Then he looked at the toilet paper in his hand and frowned. This toilet paper is too soft. Is there any good paper like this in town?

His wife can always buy some good things. He has never touched such soft and white toilet paper. It seems that his wife has quite a wide network.

People in the village rarely use toilet paper. They have towels and handkerchiefs to wipe their hands, making it easier to go to the toilet. There are branches and leaves everywhere. Before Wei Heng came back, he didn't know how particular his wife was.

Over there, Xiaobao had already finished half a cup of milk. After he finished, he looked at the milk powder on the table eagerly, licked his lips and pulled Wei Heng's clothes, "Dad, Xiaobao still wants to drink grandma."

No wonder Xiaobao is greedy. No matter how good the milk powder Su Yue got from the space mall, it can't be as fragrant as the milk powder of this era. There are no additives or water. Moreover, it is specially supplied to leaders and is rich in nutrients. The milk source is of the highest quality.

Xiaobao's mouth is very sensitive, and he can tell the difference as soon as he drinks. No, Wei Heng couldn't help but want to drink another drink.

Wei Heng came to his senses and said, "But you have had a drink."

He has never raised a child, but he still knows how much milk a child can drink. At Xiaobao's age, milk powder is a complementary food, and he still needs to eat.

"But Xiaobao still wants to drink." Seeing his father frowning and refusing to give him milk, Xiaobao pouted and looked at his father pitifully, his little eyes filled with the words "Dad, please! Please!"

You!

"How about we drink after eating? How can we eat like this when our little belly is full of milk?" Faced with his son's coquettishness, he was as cold as Wei Heng. In order to coax his precious son, he used cute refrains in his words.

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"But...but it will take a long time to eat. My little baby's stomach is growling!"

Wei Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at his belly that couldn't be covered by clothes. Xiaobao saw his father looking at his belly and quickly sucked his belly, "Dad, look... look, it's not bulging anymore, Xiaobao."

You can drink grandma."

Wei Heng looked at him funny, what is this little head thinking about all day long? In his opinion, a child over two years old should not be like this. Xiaobao is a little too smart.

In the end, he couldn't stand his son's coquettishness and cuteness, so Wei Heng still made him half a cup, "There's only so much, it'll be gone after you drink it."

After saying that, he put the milk powder into the cabinet under Xiaobao's eyes. The cabinet door was padlocked tightly, but he saw that there was no shortage of malted milk, rice powder and milk powder inside. Wei Heng didn't look carefully. This should be what Xiaobao usually drinks.

Xiaobao cherished the half cup of milk, looking at his father and taking a sip of the milk. He was reluctant to drink it all at once, but the half cup was not much. Even though he drank it very slowly, he finished it quickly.
Chapter completed!