Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

For the baby, being able to eat is indeed a blessing, and the premise of blessing is that there is enough food at home to supply him.

The Lu family has wind and snow, and only Xibao is so lucky.

There was a meal of milk when the rooster crowed, and a bowl of egg custard for breakfast. Around nine o'clock, the little fat man became hungry again. He enjoyed the sweetness of the milk under Lu Jiang's jealous eyes, and fell asleep with the pacifier in his mouth.

Lu Jiang, who had just finished shoveling the snow, thought that he could finally have sex with his wife. However, around eleven o'clock, this guy was so hungry that he howled at the top of his lungs after opening his eyes. The howl was earth-shattering, and Feng Qingxue secretly did it. A bowl of fruit puree, my little mouth squeaked and ate it cleanly. At noon, I lay in my mother's arms and danced while watching the table full of food, with a face full of desire for food.

Feng Qingxue fed him a few mouthfuls of rice soup, and his complexion became much better.

How coaxing, Lu Jiang thought.

"Qingxue, let me hold him while you eat!" Rest your arms, this little fat guy is not light, he weighs about twenty pounds.

In order for them to cultivate the relationship between father and son, Feng Qingxue pretended not to see her son's reluctance. Without hesitation, Feng Qingxue handed him to her husband who stretched out his arms, and taught her husband how to hold the child to make him feel comfortable. As a result, Xibao just After falling into Lu Jiang's arms, everyone at the dinner table heard a "Puch" sound, followed by a sour smell.

Lu Jiang was so frightened that he held his arms and didn't dare to move, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qingxue suppressed her laughter amidst the laughter from the people at the table, "He pooped."

poo? While everyone is eating?

Lu Jiang's face was livid, and he looked down at the little fat man. The little fat man was chewing his fist, looking innocently at the big black face, his face flushed, and he seemed to be still working hard.

Father Lu glared at his son, "Isn't it normal for children to poop? It's not like adults can control it."

"Dad, that's not what I meant." No, he didn't speak. Why was he being scolded?

"Although you didn't say anything, that's what you meant!" Lu's father was very unreasonable, and several children nodded along. They all saw that the uncle (brother-in-law) didn't look good after hearing Xibao pooping.

"Give it to me, I'll change his diaper." Feng Qingxue stretched out her hand towards Lu Jiang.

"I'll help you!" Lu Jiang carried him into the house and put him on the bed, and Feng Qingxue followed him in with a small basin of warm water.

Lu Jiang opened the diaper, and the sour smell hit his face.

A diaper full of poop.

Feng Qingxue reached out and took a closer look at the color and shape of the daddy, and nodded with satisfaction, "It's normal! Wipe him clean." Then she soaked a soft towel in warm water, wrung it out, and handed it to Lu Jiang.

Wipe your bottom and put on a clean diaper.

The dryness of the butt made the little fat man feel very comfortable, and he happily reached out to Feng Qingxue, "Ahhhh!"

After the baby followed his mother, the diapers he changed and the towel he used to wipe his butt naturally belonged to Lu Jiang.

"This little fat guy's shit stinks so much!" After the meal, Lu Jiang squatted in the yard washing towels and a pile of diapers, holding his breath. "Next time, give him less food. The more he eats, the more he poops. You have to do more in a day." How many times should you change and wash it? Eat less, and the less you will poop."

"Now I eat milk powder, breast milk and food together. I poop two or three times a day. I changed her once in the early morning."

Feng Qingxue was watching him washing diapers and nagging at the same time, while she put the Xibao in her military coat.

The little fat man was very unhappy and struggled to stretch his head out, causing his tiger head hat to tilt.