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Chapter 320 The little boy must learn to make milk powder by himself

"Ah...I, I'm sorry, brother...Master Chen."

Yang Miaomiao seemed to be frightened. She grabbed Mrs. Yu's hand nervously and was even trembling.

She secretly glanced at Yu Chen's cold attitude and whispered to Mrs. Yu:

"I just think... I call you godmother, so it's logical..."

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Mrs. Yu patted her hand and said patiently:

"Since Chenchen doesn't want to, just call him Mr. Chen. This child has been independent since he was a child, and I can't say anything about him."

Mrs. Yu's words sounded nice, but she also declined Yang Miaomiao tactfully.

She really likes Yang Miaomiao and thinks this girl is obedient and simple.

But we haven’t seen each other for many years.

and.

According to Yang Miaomiao's words, it was not enough to convince Mrs. Yu.

If you lose your mobile phone, you can buy it.

Yang Miaomiao was so dependent on her at that time that no matter what happened, he would memorize her number for easy contact.

Even if you don't memorize it, you should always ask someone to come back and say it.

Even writing a letter will do.

The empire was already very developed back then, and a message from Country M would be received within a few days.

Mrs. Yu is a sensible person, and it is normal for her to have a grudge against this.

But she didn't say it out loud, so she just took pity on the girl.

I finally had the conscience to come back and see them.

Yang Miaomiao didn't expect Mrs. Yu to say that, so she didn't dare to say anything.

Ye Xiaotang glanced at Yang Miaomiao one more time, and then left the Yu family with Yu Chen.

When I returned to Ye's house, the chicken soup had already been boiled.

Ye Jiaxu quickly took the bowls and chopsticks into the door and said:

"I knew you had to come back to eat. I've been cooking this chicken for a few hours, and the cook has prepared the remaining dishes. Let's start dinner now."

Ye Xiaotang sat down, took a spoon and took two sips of soup.

"fresh."

Ye Nanqin, Ye Songyun and Ye Lingfeng also entered the door on time, and one by one they went to the bathroom anxiously to wash their hands.

"Wow, second brother, your craftsmanship is so good. Why should you open a company and become a confinement nanny?"

Ye Songyun deliberately angered him.

"You're looking for death. Come over quickly and help serve the food. I'll send you to the monk's temple for further study!"

"puff--"

Ye Xiaotang burst into laughter listening to their conversation.

After staying here for a long time, she got used to this kind of life.

As long as there are Ye Jiaxu and Ye Songyun in the family, bickering and quarrels are inevitable.

But every time, Ye Songyun couldn't beat Ye Jiaxu.

Then the next time he was arrogant and wanted to provoke me.

Yu Chen saw that Ye Xiaotang liked to drink soup, so he quickly took the empty bowl and filled her with another bowl.

"Although this chicken tastes bland, eating it will also nourish your body. Eat more of it for your wife."

The man kissed Ye Xiaotang's forehead naturally.

Ye Xiaotang actually doesn't like eating this chicken.

Seeing Yu Chen's concerned eyes, he had no choice but to pick up a small piece and eat it reluctantly.

"Very good, eating a piece."

Yu Chen kissed her forehead again.

Ye Xiaotang was very considerate of her husband, so she obediently picked a smaller piece and ate it.

"One more piece."

Yu Chen repeated his old trick and kissed her again.

Only this time, instead of kissing the forehead, he picked up the tender cheek, took a big sip, and smiled triumphantly.

Ye Xiaotang rolled his eyes and warned:

"The last piece."

Yu Chen thought for a while and said:

"No, Tangtang, you made a mistake in your calculation. You still owe your husband three yuan."

"Why do I owe it?"

When it was rare for Ye Xiaotang to be teased by Yu Chen, she would look at Yu Chen with a smile and wait for an explanation.

Yu Chen called to his four brothers to stop eating and said:

"The three pieces just now were obviously for the little boy. Does Tangtang still owe three pieces?"

Ye Songyun reacted for two seconds and knew that Yu Chen was referring to the baby.

Immediately support the table.

"I owe it, I must owe it, and I have to eat it again!"

Ye Nanqin also said with a smile:

"Although Chenchen is being a bit clever, he is right, you still need to eat more Tangtang."

Ye Jiaxu snorted:

"This is the only way you can coax her to eat two more pieces. Little sister, be good and listen to your husband."

Ye Lingfeng also thought about it for a while and touched Ye Xiaotang's hair.

The voice is somewhat gentle.

"If my sister eats three more yuan, my fourth brother will draw you some family photos later, one for Ye's house and one for your wedding room."

Ye Xiaotang listened over and over again and felt that this condition was the most reliable.

She recently wanted to update her family photos.

It's a pity that every time I think about the appearance of the little boy, I feel a little hesitant and don't know how to write.

She really wanted to guess what the child looked like, but she didn't want to think about it casually.

Just leave it to the fourth brother.

Whatever the fourth brother painted, that's what it looks like.

"It's a deal, but I still want one more. Last time, my mother-in-law asked me to ask for it, so I just gave it to her."

"No problem, you eat a few pieces, and the fourth brother will draw a few pictures for you."

Ye Xiao doesn't eat much sweets, which troubles the four brothers of the Ye family and Yu Chen.

Especially when I usually make soup.

She only drinks a few mouthfuls of soup and relies entirely on supplements for her daily nutrition.

I used to be able to talk reasonably when I was alone.

But not now.

After all, there is still one in the belly, and the nutrients are consumed too quickly, so it must be replenished.

Ye Xiaotang ate the three pieces of chicken obediently. The bland taste was really not good.

But I saw that Ye Jiaxu had to come back to cook after a long day of work.

He immediately gave a thumbs up and said:

"Second brother, it smells so good."

"As long as my little sister likes it!"

It was rare for Ye Jiaxu to smile like a child. If he could get a compliment from his sister, he would be more motivated for the meeting tomorrow.

Ever since Ye Xiaotang revealed his identity as the owner of Sunset Island, the Ye family's business has been booming.

Cookie is still in charge of matters on the island.

But they all have ways to contact each other.

Whether it's Yu Chen who wants to purchase goods or Ye Jiaxu who wants to replenish goods.

Cookies will be sent directly to the empire by plane. Now, if anyone wants to sell Sunset Island goods, they can only go through Yu Chen and Ye Jiaxu.

Ye Xiaotang is a hands-off shopkeeper who doesn't care about anything.

After Ye Xiaotang had eaten, Yu Chen took her out for a walk.

The early spring in the empire was a bit cold, so Yu Chen helped Ye Xiaotang put on a thick coat and took her for a few laps outside the yard.

"Calculating, the baby will probably be born during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Yu Chen was looking forward to it.

"Yes, whether he can make it in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival depends on his luck."

Ye Xiaotang doesn't care much about this.

All she knew was that there was going to be a new member in this family soon.

Um.

I have four uncles since I was born, and the eldest and fourth uncle are pretty good.

It would be unlucky for him to meet his second uncle and third uncle.

Ye Xiaotang actually started to gloat about her misfortune. When the little cub comes out, the second brother might not stare at her all the time.

Then she can be free, and if she makes a mistake, the kid will take the blame!

Think about it this way.

Ye Xiaotang also had a little more expectations for him.

She has already arranged it.

Yu Chen and Ye Jiaxu taught him business, Ye Nanqin taught him medical skills, Ye Songyun taught him computer programming, and Ye Lingfeng taught him painting.

Myself...

How about teaching him how to prepare milk powder?

Make your own milk powder and provide enough food and clothing by yourself.

very good.

[Author's digression]: Little kid: What a scary mother


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