Chapter 1292

Finally one day or afternoon.

Zhuo Zijing's mailbox rang.

Zhuo Zijing has been opening her mailbox for fear of missing information.

This time in the past, Zhuo Zijing received a reply from Xia qingkong.

"Who are you, please?"

Mu villa.

Xia qingkong is answering her email on her mobile phone at the moment.

Xia qingkong's mobile phone is equipped with the client of the mailbox. He goes back to read the email about once a week.

In some mobile app consumption projects, Xia qingkong also filled in.

So Xia qingkong is also in accordance with the Convention to see how much money he spent this month.

What kind of consumption do you have? The main thing is to look at the bill.

When they used to read books, they would communicate more by email.

After some students lost their contact information, they would contact Xia qingkong again by e-mail. They thought it was an old classmate who sent him a message. But looking at the name of the mailbox, they couldn't guess who it was for a long time. There was no such memory in their mind.

I just didn't expect that I would never receive any news after I sent the email back.

Xia qingkong didn't think much.

Then close the mailbox, check it once a week.

During this period of time, without the interference of Nalan Churou, Xia qingkong has always been at home to be her precious mother.

Xia qingkong doesn't want to miss the growing process of the two babies because of anything.

When children grow up, it's the best.

At this moment, Xia qingkong is eating for the little tomato. Now the little tomato still needs Xia qingkong to feed her. She often acts like a spoiler.

And little potatoes are great.

Summer clear sky occasionally one day whim, want to give small potato feed rice to eat.

But little potato is not willing to eat with chopsticks.

It's not easy for such a small child to eat with a spoon, but the little potato is eating with chopsticks.

And after a lot of practice, but also eat a model like.

This also makes Xia qingkong laugh.

But after all, the child is still small, a small hand holding chopsticks, or some fun, a chopstick can be longer than the arm of a small potato.

After mu Chenhao goes home every day, his greatest pleasure is to have dinner with his two children and play games with Xia qingkong.

The mobile phone at the waist sent a burst of vibration.

Xia qingkong took it out and found that it was a call from Mantou.

After he's married to Mantou, there will be less contact with Xia qingkong.

However, the occasional steamed bread will also make a phone call to Xia qingkong to greet Xia qingkong.

When I received the call from Mantou, Xia qingkong was quite surprised.

Counting the days, steamed bread children should also be five months old. During this period, steamed bread must be very hard.

People who don't want to be mothers have no way to experience that kind of hard work. Even though there will be servants to help them after the child is born, they still want to have time to take care of their children and witness their growth.

Xia qingkong and Mantou have a good relationship, so they must be similar.

"How are you doing, young granny?"

As soon as I got through the phone, the sweet voice of steamed bread came from the other end of the phone. As always, the familiar voice made Xia qingkong feel better.

"I'm fine with steamed bread, and you?" "I was almost killed by my little baby. I didn't expect that I was so tired to have a baby. I felt more tired than when I used to be a soldier running around the playground for 50 times in a row!"