"Grandma Xiaojie, since two legs are worse than one leg, why don't you give Xiaojie mushrooms?" Ye Qingqing couldn't help but argue.

Xiaojie is already obviously malnourished. The old lady is still self-righteous and doesn't listen to other people's kind advice. She thinks it's for the good of her grandson, but in fact she is harming her grandson in the name of love.

The old lady choked, her face was a little uneasy, and she glared at Ye Qingqing with anger, "My Xiaojie loves to eat chicken legs, my family is not short of money."

After saying that, she dragged Xiaojie to school, and walked with great tremendous wind. Xiaojie followed behind her, and with her tall grandmother, the little boy looked increasingly weak and thin.

Speaking of which, Xiaojie's grandparents and parents are not short, the man is burly and the woman is tall. In terms of genetic genes, Xiaojie will also be tall, at least it cannot be short.

But now Xiaojie is five years old, obviously shorter than the children of the same age. Xiaozhu, who is not even three years old, cannot keep up with his weight. His back is too thin, his face is pale, and he has a faint blue color. This is an obvious symptom of poor spleen and stomach, which is commonly known as malnutrition.

In the past, there were basically old ladies in the village who could pick malnutrition. They put the sewing needle on the fire and roasted it, then picked a few needles on the child's fingers and squeezed out a few drops of blood. The child's malnutrition will be cured and his appetite will be wide open.

It is not common for such old ladies nowadays, and many young parents believe in hospitals and are skeptical about folk earthworks. Believing in science is of course a good thing, but folk earthworks are actually quite effective.

Ye Qingqing sighed and said nothing. The old lady was stubborn and said nothing. She said nothing. Let's talk about it one day when she meets Xiaojie's mother.

She had met Xiaojie's mother a few times before. She was a very intellectual woman. She looked upright and was very prosperous. She felt very comfortable and must be more reasonable than Xiaojie's grandma.

She looked down at the little pig who was eating eggs slowly. Ye Qingqing was amused and crying. She also said that it was not good for others to take care of children. In fact, she was not qualified and her son hadn't taught him clearly yet!

"Hurry up!"

Ye Qingqing pulled the eggs in Xiaozhu's hand almost fell down. He was so scared that he covered them tightly. While running, he stuffed them into his mouth, and he couldn't bear to waste any egg foam.

Under Ye Qingqing's "dog-sliding" method, Xiaozhu Tou arrived at the school one minute early, and the guard was shocked, even more shocked than the sun coming from the west.

In the next few days, Ye Qingqing still trained the piglet in the same way, but the effect was not very ideal. The little bastard was still slow and did not get up at all.

Ye Qingqing was not discouraged. At least he had been corrected by the problem of being late to school. He could usually arrive at school one or two minutes in advance. I believe that the longer the pig's hard work would be corrected. Ye Qingqing was very confident.

The weekend is here, and Xiaozhu doesn't have to go to school. Ye Qingqing usually sleeps in, but in order to train Xiaozhu, she gave up beauty sleep and woke Xiaozhu up at six o'clock, took him out for a run, and let Lu Mo sleep for a while.

There is a runway in the community, and the park is next to it. The scenery is very good. Many people in the community are running. Ye Qingqing took Xiaozhu to run around and saw Xiaojie rolling on the ground. Next to him was his mother, with a calm face.

"Get up, you have to exercise so that you won't always get sick." Xiaojie's mother said in a deep voice.

"No, no...just don't..."
Chapter completed!