Cheng Baoguo and Wang Cuilan didn't go out, Chen Xueniang borrowed their bicycle and rode all the way to the door of Lu's house.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xueniang looked at Xibao who was caught by his mother, the weather was hot, he was wearing a red belly pocket nakedly, and a pair of single shoes were worn on his feet, and Bai Shengsheng's arms and legs were clean lotus roots, but the whole body was stained with, and he lost his sense of beauty, and his two little fat hands also grabbed the, and he stretched out to the wind and snow without being smelly at all.

"Mom!" The little fat man shouted with joy.

"Stinks to death, Lu Xibao! You stinky guy! Feng Qingxue raised her eyebrows and yelled, carried him into the yard, and washed the baby resignedly.

Take off your shoes and belly pockets, they are all covered with feces, and you take them off and throw them aside. Chen Xueniang hurriedly pushed the bicycle into the yard and stopped, and stepped forward to help.

"Sister Xue Niang, just help me scoop up the water and pour the water, Xibao's is so stinky, don't get it on you." The son who was fluttering in the wooden basin was pressed by the wind and snow, and the water was basking in the yard for half a day, and it was warm and hot, and Xibao almost buried his head in the water that washed him, and was grabbed by the wind and snow before his mouth touched the water.

"Lu Xibao! It's all your! "Wash it hastily, and the wind and snow will take him out,

"Sister Xue Niang, please help me pour out the water and replace it with new water." Chen Xueniang couldn't hold back a laugh and helped change the water.

Feng Qingxue washed Xibao and fished it out and carried it directly to the house, wiped it dry and threw it on the bed, crossed his waist and said, "Lu Xibao, do you know it's wrong?" Is poop poop playable? Didn't you say it stinky yourself? Can you imagine the size of the shadow in her heart?

Just a time to turn around and get toilet paper to prepare for his son to wipe his buttocks, the son played with the hot shit on the ground, saw her come out of the house, thought she was going to grab her own shit, ran all the way out, even ran with bumps, should she be glad that the little fat man didn't stuff the shit into his mouth?

Xi Baoguang sat on the bed slipperily, with layers of flesh on his belly, round arms and legs, and the whole person was like a little Nezha spelled out of a tender lotus, only two small ones on his head.

He turned his face up, blinking his big black eyes, as if he didn't understand why his mother was angry.

"Mom!" He screamed, pointing to the bottle on the bedside table, and his fat flesh trembled with excitement,

"! Milk! Milk! Feng Qingxue was greatly convinced by this son, picked up the red belly pocket on the side and put it on for him, and when he saw him struggling, he immediately shouted: "Lu Xibao, get dressed and drink milk again, don't give milk if you don't wear clothes!" ”

"Mom!" Xibao obediently let her dress herself. Tie a red belly pocket and wear the clothes made by Yulan last week, with white flowers on a red background, lining the little guy's skin and lips red.

"! Milk! When his mother put on his shoes, he pointed to the bottle and yelled.

"Okay, okay, I'll make milk powder for you!" Throwing Xibao holding the bottle to Chen Xueniang to take care of, Feng Qingxue began to deal with the from the yard to the door, and then washed the belly pocket, brushed the shoes, made soap, washed it several times, and dried it.

Wang Jiao, who came to the door with a dog's egg, couldn't help laughing when she learned the ins and outs,

"What's this, my mother said, my eldest brother used to stuff sheep eggs into his mouth when he was a child! When my mom found out, her mouth was full of black sheep eggs! Xibao is just playing with. ”