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Chapter 7 - Chapter 7 No milk to drink.

Mu Baoguo had no objection:

  "Yeah."

  When the rooster crows the next day, Ma Yuehong is the first to get up.

  Go to the kitchen to take off the bacon from the beam, put it in a basket, cover it with a cloth, and when Mu Jianfeng gets up to wash his face, have him send it to Mu Wei's country.

  Zhang Chunmei and Liu Yan made breakfast, and a dozen people sat in the courtyard in front of the door, eating big mouthfuls of steamed buns and drinking porridge.

  Xu Lanxin was already in her confinement, and Mu Nannan was wrapped in thick clothes and held in her arms. The red cotton-padded clothes made her look like a lucky doll in a New Year painting.

  Fifteen-year-old Mu Laosi grabbed some cornbread and fed it to her. Seeing her little mouth moving, he couldn't help but ask:

  "Sister-in-law, is Nanbao not full?"

  This was an innocent question. Xu Lanxin felt so guilty that she almost shed tears:

  "I have no milk, so Nanbao can only drink malted milk."

  But malted milk is not as good as breast milk and is not filling.

  Mu Laosi groaned and looked at Mu Nannan who was slurping his wotou with distress.

  The atmosphere at the table became somewhat silent.

  He frowned, thought for a long time, and said:

  "When I used to go to school in the county, there was a classmate whose father seemed to work in a milk powder factory. How about I go to the county to find him and see if I can Come back and buy some milk powder."

  Mu Jianfeng's eyes suddenly lit up, then dimmed:

  "But milk powder needs a certificate from the hospital to buy it."

  Mu Laosi whispered:

  "It's okay, I'll tell you in my class The classmates get along well with each other, and they should be able to buy without proof."

  Although the school is closed now, the friendship between the classmates is still there.

  The whole family thought this method was feasible. After breakfast, Ma Yuehong went into the house and took the money, wrapped it in handkerchief and put it in Mu Laosi's bag.

  "Be careful in everything. If someone doesn't want to sell it, let's not force him to buy it."

  "Yeah, I understand."

  Mu Laosi patted his pocket and made sure the money couldn't fall out, then strode away.

  Mu Nannan turned her head to look at him, and heard Mother Shu say:

  "Nan Bao, your fourth uncle has a very good fortune. You will probably gain something unexpected if you go there."

  Mu Nannan blinked his big eyes and said, "Ah!" A sound.

  Everyone in the family looked at her with smiles.

  Mu Laosi met many uncles and aunties sunbathing in front of their homes on the road. These people were the main force in gossiping in the village.

  When I saw him, I couldn't help but ask:

  "The fourth son of the Mu family, where are you going?"

  "Go to the county."

  "Go to the county early in the morning. What's the matter?"

  "No. What's the matter? A former classmate asked me to meet."

  "Male classmate, female classmate?"

  "Of course it's a male classmate."

  "Your little niece was one month old yesterday, why didn't you bring her out to see her?"

  "Little girl The baby loves to sleep, and is afraid of catching cold when carried out."

  Mu Laosi's scalp was numb from the questions of these uncles and aunts, and he walked non-stop to the entrance of the village, where there was another group of people.

  He felt bitter in his heart, but he still had to say hello one by one with a smile on his face.

  Fortunately, the village's bullock cart was just about to go to the county town. The old man driving the bullock called him and pulled him away.

  Half an hour later.

  He walked into a family courtyard based on his memory. The people inside were dressed much better than the country people.

  But he didn't have any stage fright. With a gentle smile, he asked people:

  "Brother, I am Liu Hao's classmate. I would like to know which household on the second floor his home is in?"

  He stopped and asked. The man on the road saw that although he was dressed in a rustic style, he was handsome and had a gentle and elegant temperament. He raised his hand and pointed him to a house on the west side:

  "The last room on the west side of the second floor is Factory Manager Liu. Home."

  Factory director?

  It seems that his classmate's father has been promoted.

  Mu Laosi's eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled and thanked.