Chapter 1253

It's a really enjoyable life experience.

After getting dressed, Zhai Hua went to the bedside and gave three children a hand. He pinched their flesh on their small strong arms to see if they could feel as good as he thought.

Good is good, Zhai Sheng finally came to the conclusion that no matter how good a child's hand feel, it's not as good as his wife's.

After confirming this, Zhai Sheng went downstairs to do some exercise, until Qiao Nan woke up for the second time and dressed the three children to go downstairs for breakfast.

"Shit, you got up so early, you dressed Sanbao? Originally, I wanted to help you. " Zhai Hua woke up to see the triplets dressed up by Qiao Nan, with a look of regret.

Before that, Sanbao was still small. Although he also dressed them in some small clothes, Sanbao was always held in his arms and wearing small clothes. In fact, he couldn't see clearly.

Now, Sanbao can climb and walk. She has to hold her small body upright and put on those cute clothes. It's more cute than before.

So Zhai Hua thought that when his nephew and niece grew up and dressed their three children in beautiful clothes, it was the most interesting thing: "Nannan, the clothes on Sanbao, where did you buy them? Why didn't I see others wear them?" There are only three in their family. It's great.

"Mom, do it, do it." Sanbao said proudly, tugging at his skirt.

In the eyes of a child who is only one year old, beauty and ugliness are not special. They only know that they must be comfortable, or they will express their unhappiness by crying.

But Sanbao Jing, Sanbao doesn't know whether her little clothes are beautiful or not. What she knows is that as long as she goes out in her mother's little skirt, many people look at her eyes, which are bright.

From the attitude of others, Sanbao intuitively knows that the clothes her mother wears for herself must be the most beautiful.

Most importantly, the clothes made by mom must be the best!

"Nannan, did you make it yourself?" Zhai Hua picked his eyebrows.

With porridge in her mouth, Qiao Nan doesn't want to answer Zhai Hua's question at all. If she has time to talk and chat, she might as well try to finish eating porridge quickly and go to school: "sister Zhai Hua, don't you remember that when I was in high school, I made clothes for my parents and you?"

She can not only make clothes for adults, but also for children.

Qiao Nan has no talent for design. All she has is the ability of hands-on and the vision of rebirth.

It's for this reason that Qiao Nan didn't make much money with this limited craft, but he still has the ability to make a few small clothes and wear them.

It's not easy to have three little babies. The clothes of the children are so small, especially the enthusiasm of Sanbao and Qiao Nan is unprecedented, so they made a lot of clothes for the three children.

To be honest, it took more time for Qiao Nan.

The problem is that all the time spent on children, Qiao Nan thinks, is worth it.

Now, seeing Sanbao in her own little skirt, and her beautiful appearance, Qiao Nan's satisfaction in heart is absolutely beyond ordinary people's understanding.

Zhai Hua clapped his head: "it seems that there is such a thing. But that was several years ago. I can't remember it. When you mention it now, I'm a little impressed. The skirt you made for me is very beautiful. Even today, you can't do a good job in shopping malls. "

Qiao Nan smiles smugly. It's necessary.

Qiao Nan looked up and finished eating the porridge: "I'm going to school. Dabao, Erbao and Sanbao. I'm going to school, mom." After this month, Qiao Nan, who is a junior, should also enter the internship stage.

As for the internship unit, Qiao Nan spits out her tongue secretly. She has no chance to follow the normal route. The master who lives next door has already arranged for her. As soon as she enters the internship period, she has to follow her elder martial brother's side and listen to him.

In other words, the way Lin Yuankang arranged for Qiao Nan, from now on, Qiao Nan will start to work on it slowly.

Sanbao will not say much, but they will hear a lot about what adults say, especially the four words "kiss your mother", which are very familiar to three children.

Qiao Nan just stooped and lowered his face. Three treasures began to pout their mouths and kissed his mother in the face.

Before Qiao Nan went to school, she and her son had to do the work.

After getting the three sweet kisses from her children, Qiao Nan straightened up and walked out.

At this time, Zhai Sheng, who also put on his shoes, was holding Qiao Nan's waist: "I will take you to school." But when Zhai Sheng was at home and Qiao Nan had classes again, Zhai shenglai made this Tchaikovsky. You know, this is not a lot of times. Once in a while, Zhai Sheng cherished it very much and never pretended it to others.

"Woo..." Two treasure fist a clench, eye socket a red, obviously was Zhai Sheng holds Qiao Nan this movement stimulation.

Watching two treasures swing their little fists and run up to fight Zhai Sheng, Miao Liang and Zhai Hua burst into tears.If it wasn't for getting up early this morning, they obviously felt that Zhai Sheng was in a very happy mood. Like when Sanbao was a child, it was obviously last night that they had enough to eat and drink.

Otherwise, it's the same posture as chasing wolves. Miao Liang and Zhai Hua have to suspect that Zhai Sheng and Qiao nanniang are not really sleeping when they sleep together last night.

"* * * good Er Bao, no trouble. If you do it again, mom will be late for school." Miao Liang picks up her beloved grandson, and on the little face full of indignation, she kisses a few more times: "don't worry, after class, mom will come back." Tut Tut, er Bao is going to fight with Zhai Sheng.

It's worthy of being the second treasure of their family. From birth to now, the play of the second treasure is the most among the three children. Until now, the second treasure has never let them down.

There are three pistachios at home. Miao Liang feels that there is no better life.

"Ah." Dabao raised his voice and stared at Zhai Yaohui with wide eyes. We need to know that there was more than one stranger at home this time, but several.

The three children don't know how to count, but they clearly know that they have no impression on Zhai Yaohui, the grandfather.

Dabao pulls Miao Liang's pants, but the little mouth doesn't say. He reaches out his finger and points to Zhai Yaohui, who is sitting on the table and eating their family's food. He wants his grandmother to drive the stranger out.