The millet grains look better.

My little face, little arms, and calves have all grown fleshy.

It's just that during this month, Xiao Mili spent a lot of time sleeping. Apart from sleeping, she also ate every day.

After eating, he continues to sleep, and after sleeping, he continues to eat. Xiaomili's life feels like sleeping and eating.

This made He Miao extremely envious. She had been observing Xiaomili for many days and found that no one asked Xiaomili to get up every day. Everyone was eager for him to sleep more. Every time Xiaomili finished eating, everyone was looking forward to Xiaomili.

sleep.

Why?

She also wants to be like Xiaomi Li!

He Miao quietly climbed onto He Xiaoran's bed, and the aggrieved girl He Xiaoran said, "Sister, I want to be a grain of millet."

He Xiaoran glanced at her, "You? You definitely can't be regarded as a grain of millet. You are so big, you can only be regarded as a grain of rice."

He Miao's eyes widened and he asked curiously: "What is the difference between millet grains and rice grains?"

He Xiaoran replied: "The grains of rice are very big and the grains of millet are very small. The rice grains have to take care of the millet grains."

He Miao's head drooped, she wanted to be like a grain of millet!

You can eat and sleep like millet grains. It’s great to eat after sleeping. She doesn’t want to take care of millet grains!

He Xiaoran touched her little head and said, "Xiaomili and Miaomiao are both people who love their sister very much. My sister loves Miaomiao and Xiaomili. If Miaomiao doesn't like Xiaomili, my sister will be in trouble."

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He Miao reached out and held her face, "I love my sister! I love millet grains!"

He Xiaoran looked at He Miao, suddenly stretched out his hand and held her in his arms, "Miao Miao, remember, my sister will always love you and when. Now there is an extra millet. In my sister's heart, you are the most important thing."

important."

He Miao hugged He Xiaoran with her backhand, "Millet grains!"

"Well, millet grains are not as important as Miao Miao in my sister's heart." He Xiaoran's hand gently stroked her back, "Millet grains came last, so he got the least love, and it's useless to pity anyone.

Let the millet grains have no seedlings and when will it come early!"

He Miao curled her lips and felt a little like crying. She crawled into He Xiaoran's arms, "Yes, wouldn't it be pitiful?"

He Xiaoran was a little surprised, she actually felt pitiful for Xiaomi Li now!

She said carefully: "There's nothing we can do about it. My sister's love is given to Miaomiao and Shihe! I can only get a little bit of millet!"

He Miaoyan said blankly: "It's a bit pitiful..."

After a pause, she said carefully: "Mine, share it with the millet grains!"

He Xiaoran looked at her, and He Miao raised her finger: "A little bit."

He Xiaoran touched her head again, "You can't divide mine anymore. If you divide my key again, Miao Miao's love will be less. If you want to divide it, give Miaomiao's to millet grains."

He Miao didn't speak. She was struggling with what to do.

My sister is unwilling to give more love to Xiaomi, so Xiaomi can only have a little love. Xiaomi is a bit pitiful.

Well, then she secretly gives a lot of love to Xiao MiLi, and no one else will know.

When He Miao was struggling, He Xiaoran thought of He Miao's childhood.

He Miao and He Shi's childhoods can be said to be miserable. They spent most of their time in darkness, humidity and hunger.

In a place like an orphanage, there was no food, no clothing, not even a warm bed. It was a miracle that He Miao could survive. If Shei Sanwu hadn't desperately grabbed a piece of bread to feed her, she would have died of starvation.

Later, she asked what she would eat if she couldn't get bread, and she said that she would go to the back mountain to pick wild fruits, which meant she didn't starve to death, but the two little girls were as skinny as skin and bones from hunger.

Such a pitiful little boy has no childhood to speak of! That’s why He Miao said he wanted to be a millet.

He Xiaoran could still understand He Miao in her heart. She said to He Miao: "Miao Miao, the millet grains will not always be millet grains. One day, when the millet grains grow into rice grains, he will also need to take responsibility.

He will be very miserable in the future, because he not only has to protect his sister, but also Auntie Xiaomiao and Auntie Xiao. Everyone has to grow up, and millet grains cannot always be millet grains."

Doesn't He Miao understand very well that millet grains will also grow into rice grains in the future?

She had to think carefully about how she could secretly share some of the love her sister gave her to Xiaomi.

Xiaomi Li was lying on her back on the bed, waving her four little paws as if taking a moonwalk. The little guy's little face was chubby, looking more and more like a certain person.

He Xiaoran feels a little melancholy every time he sees his little face, because Xiao Mili looks so much like Zhou Chenyuan!

He Xiaoran thought that this child must not be seen by the Zhou family. As long as the Zhou family is a person, there is no need to do a paternity test if they see it. They will know that this kid is most likely Zhou Chenyuan's father.

For this reason, He Xiaoran specially called several members of his family over and warned no one to let anyone in the Zhou family see the baby, otherwise he would be snatched away.

Several people in the family were so frightened that their faces turned pale on the spot.

When the millet grains were not born, it was okay to say that they were snatched away. But now that the millet grains are right in front of them, a group of people are scrambling to raise them. If they are taken away again, no one will be able to accept it.

Especially when!

She gritted her teeth and said she wanted to raise millet grains.

The millet grains on the crib suddenly stopped what they were doing, squeezing their little faces and looking particularly hard. After a while, they "fluttered" twice before relaxing, and then began to groan uncomfortably.

He Xiaoran said to He Miao: "Miao Miao, go and call the red king over. She said that Xiao Mi has pooped her daddy. Ask her to come and change her diaper."

Every time the millet grains were cooked, He Xiaoran asked the red king to change them.

King Hong was doing rehabilitation training in the basement when he suddenly heard a stick knocking on the door of the basement.

You don't need to think about it to know that it must be the big helmet who is sending the message for He Xiaoran, and it is most likely Xiaomi Lili who is making the daddy.

The red king came out of the basement, washed his hands and disinfected, took a basin of warm water and walked to the crib, opened Xiao Mili's diaper, and sure enough, he pooped.

She turned her head and glanced at He Xiaoran. The whole family usually came to play with Xiao Mili, and she was the one who changed Xiao Mili's diaper and washed her butt every time.

The key is that the red king suspects that He Xiaoran dislikes millet grains!

Hong King wiped Xiaomi Li's little butt clean with a soft cloth and put on a clean diaper. The whole process was skillful and sophisticated, even more like her mother than He Xiaoran.

Originally, the red king did not dare. Ever since the last time he went to school, Xiao Mili suddenly pooped on his daddy, and He Xiaoran refused to reach out to wash his butt. As the only person in the family who has learned how to raise a baby, the red king was forced to helpless.

I had to bite the bullet and change Xiao Mili's diaper.

The red king didn’t expect that the live baby was just like the fake doll, very cooperative!

She grabbed Xiaomi's legs and lifted up his little buttocks. He didn't cry or fuss, and was still eating his little hands with relish. She changed his diapers and washed his buttocks, but he didn't cry either.

Don't make trouble...
Chapter completed!