Lu Jiang finished sweeping the floor and brought over another portion of steamed egg custard to feed Dundun.
Seeing the food, Dundun's tears turned into laughter, and Fubao also became happy.
Xiongxiong was crawling around on the kang bed, crawling toward Feng Qingxue, staring at the egg custard in her bowl. He let out a sound, opened his mouth wide, and drool streamed out, dripping onto his bib, but he was smiling with a face full of flattery.
Feng Qingxue felt both annoyed and amused, scooped up a spoonful to feed him, and the little guy was so pleased that he sat by his mother and wouldn't budge.
Compared to Dundun and Xiongxiong, who could already walk, Zhuangzhuang could only sit; after all, his arms and legs were soft and he couldn't even crawl or lift his head when his brothers were already sitting. Now, having him in her arms, Feng Qingxue actually made everyone very happy.
