Finally one day or afternoon.
Zhuo Zijing's mailbox dinged.
Zhuo Zijing always kept her email open for fear of missing messages.
This time when she went to look at it, Zhuo Zijing actually received a reply from Xia Qingkong.
"Excuse me, who are you?"
Mu family villa.
Xia Qingkong is currently replying to emails on her mobile phone.
Xia Qingkong has a mailbox client installed on her mobile phone, and she goes back to check her mails about once a week.
Xia Qingkong also filled in some mobile app consumption items.
So Xia Qingkong went up as usual to see how much money he spent this month.
For any consumption, the main thing is to look at the bill.
When they were studying in the past, they exchanged more emails.
After some students lost their contact information, they would contact Xia Qingkong via email. They thought it was some old classmate who sent him a message. But looking at the name of the email address, I couldn't guess who it was for a long time. There was no such thing in my mind. memories.
I just didn't expect that after I sent the email back, I never received any news again.
Xia Qingkong didn't think much about it.
For mailboxes that are subsequently closed, checking them once a week is enough.
During this period of time, without Nalan Churou's interference, Xia Qingkong has been at home peacefully being her mother.
Xia Qingkong didn't want to miss the growth process of her two babies because of anything.
It's the most wonderful time when your children are growing up.
At this moment, Xia Qingkong is eating for the little tomato. Now the little tomato still needs Xia Qingkong to feed her, and she often acts coquettishly.
And the little potatoes are amazing.
Xia Qingkong occasionally had a whim and wanted to feed Little Potato.
But Xiaotuo was determined not to eat with chopsticks.
It is usually very difficult for such a young child to be able to eat with a spoon by himself, but Little Potato actually ate with chopsticks.
And after practicing many times, I can still eat well.
This also made Xia Qingkong laugh.
But after all, the child is still young, so holding chopsticks in one small hand is still a bit fun. A chopstick is much longer than a little potato's arm.
When Mu Chenhao returns home every day, his greatest pleasure is to eat with Xia Qingkong and play games with his two children.
The mobile phone on my waist vibrated one after another.
Xia Qingkong took it out and saw that it was a call from Steamed Bun.
After Mantou married into the He family, she had less contact with Xia Qingkong.
But occasionally, Mantou would call Xia Qingkong and say hello to Xia Qingkong.
Xia Qingkong was quite pleasantly surprised when she received the call from Mantou.
Calculating the days, Mantou's child should be five months old. During this time, Mantou must also be very hard.
People who are not mothers have no way of understanding that kind of hardship. Even though servants will help take care of the child after it is born, mothers still really hope that they can have time to take care of the child and witness the child's growth with their own eyes. growing up.
Xia Qingkong and Mantou have a good relationship, so the two people must be similar.
"How are you doing, young lady?"
As soon as the call was connected, the sweet voice of Mantou came from the other end of the phone. As always, such a familiar voice made Xia Qingkong feel very good.
"I'm fine, Steamed Bun. How about you?" "I'm almost tossed to death by my little baby. I didn't expect giving birth to a child to be so tiring. I feel more tired than when I was a soldier and ran around the playground 50 times in a row. !”