Chen Zijin looks like his mother Xiao Rongyu. He is lively and sweet. There are small pear vortices on both sides of his mouth;

Chen zipei looks like his mother Shen Youchu, quiet and docile, with small peach blossom eyes as bright as black grapes.

When the two little sisters fell into each other's mother's arms and even ate breast milk, what was the state of their hearts?

Xiao Rongyu was suddenly curious about this. She didn't know that Shen Youchu finished the task mechanically like herself in the process of feeding Chen Zijin twice; Or looking at the familiar face of the little fish, there will be a kind of unwilling and sad, even hate.

"Do I hate Chen zipei?"

Xiao Rongyu asked himself silently.

"You shouldn't hate it..."

After a long time, Xiao Rongyu looked at it and replied.

Because if you really want to hate, where would you lend Chen Zijin's clothes to Chen zipei last night?

Now my sister is wearing her sister's bright orange coat, because the little sisters are only 11 days apart. The clothes are basically the right size. With Chen zipei's white and tender face, she is very chubby and lovely.

"Little fish, you get up."

At this time, Liang Meijuan in the yard turned her head and saw her daughter-in-law standing in a daze in front of the window.

"Mom ~"

Xiao Rongyu said hello, shook his head and stopped thinking.

Little fish soon found a suitable wet nurse, and he could return home as soon as the 20th. This chaotic day was soon over.

"Your face is a little tired. Didn't you sleep well last night."

Liang Meijuan asked with concern,

"Probably didn't adjust the jet lag. How did you sleep last night?"

Xiao Rongyu didn't want Liang Meijuan to worry and changed the topic.

When they spoke, Chen zipei heard someone making a noise, and she also looked at Xiao Rongyu.

However, the baby is too naive. If it was her sister Chen Zijin, she would have raised her head and looked around early. Xiaohan Bao was still lying on Grandma's shoulder, tilted his head and stared at Xiao Rongyu.

Sometimes Liang Meijuan inadvertently turns her body, and Chen zipei is neither anxious nor noisy. When she turns back next time, she continues to stare at Xiao Rongyu. She is really a soft, cute and lazy baby.

If it wasn't Shen Youchu's daughter, Xiao Rongyu really wanted to hold them and kiss them, but now they can only become a "deal".

"Mom."

Xiao Rongyu said softly, "give me Chen zipei. Shen Youchu fed my daughter again. I'll give her back again."

"Ah?... Oh ~"

Empress Dowager Liang doesn't know what happened in Jianye, but her eldest and youngest granddaughters have breast milk, so she doesn't have to worry.

In addition, the current situation seems to be developing towards the results expected by Chen Hansheng.

Liang Meijuan didn't hesitate. After all, Xiao Rongyu had fed her once last night. She handed her little granddaughter back to her bedroom, then closed the door and didn't stay in the room.

Chen Zhaojun and his wife both pay great attention to rules. For example, Liang Meijuan never watches when their two daughters-in-law feed. Considering that young people are thin skinned, xiaoyu'er and Youchu will be embarrassed.

For Lao Chen, Liang Meijuan and Chen Hansheng are not at home now. Unless there is an emergency, he returns to Tianjingshan community alone to rest.

But the world is unpredictable. The generous parents who value family style have given birth to a shameless son.

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When Liang Meijuan was making breakfast with aunt Lin in the kitchen, Xiao Rongyu sat on the edge of the bed, holding Chen zipei in her hand, "mother and daughter" looked at each other quietly.

They are indeed a mother and a daughter, but they are not the "original match".

"It's as like as two peas."

Xiao Rongyu looked down at Chen zipei and naturally recalled Shen Youchu's eyes.

At this time, Xiao Rongyu remembered the question just now - would she think of herself when Shen Youchu fed Chen Zijin?

Now, Xiao Rongyu finally realized that Shen Youchu can't avoid it. As long as he contacts Chen zipei, he will be able to see the shadow of Shen Youchu.

Similarly, for Shen Youchu, when she faces Chen Zijin, she must think of Xiao Rongyu in her heart.

But there is absolutely no hatred in my heart.

Xiao Rongyu thought it was right to hate. After all, the mother and daughter took away their happiness in life, but Chen zipei's eyes were too clean, there was no impurity, and there was no complexity and ferocity in the world.

She seemed to know nothing and let the adults play with her;

It seems that you know everything, but you can't express it in language.

"Children are innocent after all."

Xiao Rongyu sighed faintly. Maybe this is the real idea in Shen Youchu's heart.

"Wow ~"

Xiao Rongyu pulls up the curtain again. When Chen zipei's mouth touches his skin, Xiao Rongyu's shoulder is still obviously stiff. Later, he slowly relaxes.

More than 20 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Chen Hansheng should have heard about it after getting up and ran over in his pajamas.

"Are you all right? Can I go in?"

Chen Hansheng asked loudly.

There was no response in the bedroom because Xiao Rongyu didn't want to talk to Chen Hansheng at all.

However, Chen Hansheng was too thick skinned. Even if no one responded, he directly unscrewed the door lock and went in. He saw his little daughter lying in bed, gnawing her fingers and playing leisurely. From time to time, he would belch.

Xiao Rongyu is cold with a delicate melon seed face. She is searching for the address of the bookstore. She should be planning to buy books during the day.

"Girl, I've finished my milk."

Chen Hansheng doesn't bother Xiao Rongyu either, because the tooth mark on his wrist hasn't disappeared yet. He just squats down with a smile and "bites" Chen zipei's face.

This is the normal way to greet father and daughter. Chen Zijin and Chen zipei have been bitten and cried like this.

Sure enough, even the little Han bag with good temper was a little irritable. He pedaled his short legs to show his dissatisfaction, and his small mouth was about to cry.

"Oh, don't cry... Don't cry..."

Chen Hansheng is very cheap. Every time he sees his daughter crying, he quickly hugs her in his arms and coaxes her for a while. When the baby's mood finally stabilizes, he has to provoke others again. He goes from "provoking crying → comforting → provoking crying → comforting".

"If you don't have children for fun, it's meaningless."

Chen Hansheng lay obliquely on the bed, holding his daughter's back with one hand to exercise her sitting posture. With the other hand, he pulled a paper towel at random, stained with some saliva and pasted it on Xiaohan Bao's forehead.

For a child of more than six months, her brain is not fully developed, and her hands and feet can't be very coordinated. Therefore, although Xiaohan Bao can see the paper towel on her forehead, she can't pull it down.

No matter how hard the little fat hand was raised, she couldn't touch the paper towel. She was so anxious that her little arm was constantly rowing and pulling in the air. Her father Chen Hansheng laughed beside her.

"Tease you like this. You won't pull out your father's oxygen pipe in the future. Don't bury your father because of a common cold. You have the right to sign."

While muttering to himself, Chen Hansheng took out his mobile phone to take this funny scene and save it for his daughter in the future.

"Jingling bell ~"

However, just after opening the camera, Huang Liqian, a subordinate of nutshell electronics, suddenly called. It is estimated that there is work discussion and report.

Chen Hansheng went out to answer the phone for a minute at most. After returning to the bedroom, Xiao Rongyu still sat cold in front of the computer, and Xiao Hanbao still lay in bed.

But the paper towel on her forehead had disappeared.

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(there is only this chapter today. I wrote some cards, but after several modifications, the emotional accumulation is quite natural. Please ask for a monthly ticket. Thank you.)

(end of this chapter)