Chapter 1297: Friendship in Times of Adversity 3

The sewing machine was clacking, and Feng Qingxue heard her youngest son's cry from behind.

Turning her head, she saw Zhuangzhuang trying to sit up. He was wearing thick cotton clothes and trousers. He struggled for a long time but couldn't turn over. Instead, he kicked the quilt to the side, and his little face was flushed.

He didn't cry, and his limbs were still moving to turn over.

Feng Qingxue quickly stopped what she was doing, got up and picked him up, "Zhuangzhuang is awake? Why so early?"

It's only been more than half an hour? Usually he needs to sleep for two hours.

Zhuangzhuang hugged her neck, "Mom, pee."

Although his physique is not as good as his two brothers, the little guy's ability to express himself is first-class, comparable to Fubao.

Feng Qingxue listened to him and quickly carried him to the toilet and peed. The little guy sighed comfortably and said thank you, which made Feng Qingxue laugh. The voice was very soft, for fear of waking up Dundun and Xiongxiong in the bed.

As for Xibao and Fubao, they sleep in the west room when they are tired from studying, and are currently being looked after by Lu Tianzhi.

"Mom, I want to go out and play." Zhuangzhuang made his request.

"Go out?"

"Yes!" The little guy nodded his head, his face full of anticipation.

Feng Qingxue kissed his little face, "Brother is sleeping, mom can't leave now, and it's too cold outside, you stay in the house with mom to make clothes, okay? Zhuangzhuang's birthday is coming soon, mom will make clothes for Zhuangzhuang too."

The little guy shook his head, "No, I want mom to play."

Feng Qingxue made a bitter face, "It's so cold outside, mom is very afraid of cold."

The little guy pursed his rosy little mouth, looked at her for a long time, and suddenly sighed like a little adult. I don't know who he learned it from, "Okay, I'll play with mom."

"Hey, Zhuangzhuang is so good!" Feng Qingxue smiled, "You drink some water first."

After drinking the water, Zhuangzhuang wore warm little cotton shoes, sat on a small stool, put his hands on his knees, and watched Feng Qingxue step on the pedal of the sewing machine carefully, and continued to be busy.

When he saw several pieces of cloth put together and soon became a piece of clothing, his eyes widened.

"Mom, you are so great!" Zhuangzhuang praised sweetly.

Feng Qingxue was very happy. Just as she was about to pick up her youngest son and give him a kiss as a reward, she heard Xiongxiong shouting, "Mom, Dun Dun wet the bed!" His tone was very certain.

The mother and son turned their heads and saw Xiongxiong jumping around on the bed, holding his crotch.

Dun Dun was woken up by him. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking at a large puddle of water in the distance. His dark eyes looked at his brother who looked exactly like him, "Bad guy, you wet the bed!"

"It's not me!" Xiongxiong's ability to express himself was also very good, "It was Dun Dun who wet the bed!"

The triplets spoke earlier than Xi Bao, and they were very fluent, unlike Xi Bao who could only speak one word at a time when she was two years old.

Who wet the bed, Feng Qingxue knew when she got closer.

Dun Dun's diaper was dry and clean, but the diaper tucked between Xiong Xiong's legs had long been moved to that corner when he was sleeping. Now there was a large wet spot on the cotton pants between his legs. Looking at the location of the urine stain, it was a long way away from Dun Dun. Only Xiong Xiong would run to that place if he was not honest in his sleep.

Feng Qingxue first took care of Dun Dun's diaper, and then came to clean up Xiong Xiong.

After changing into dry autumn pants, cashmere pants, one-piece flowered cotton pants, and small cotton shoes, Xiong Xiong began to jump around in the room, with his hands on his hips, looking at Feng Qingxue who was making the bed, and shouted: "Mom, I want milk!"