Chapter 145: First outermost

When she first saw Xia Mengmeng on the first day, she was only three months old. The baby was lying in Ouyang Mengmeng's arms, soft and clumpy, breathing with closed eyes, petite and small.
Xia Mengmeng is a premature baby, with poor health, delayed brain development, and is more vulnerable than animal pups. Because the two had a good relationship, they visited each other in three days, and the older one was in charge of taking care of the little sister.
At the age of eight, when he was young, he "brought" the older brother and sister, so he had enough experience this time.
Mengmeng is very good, she does n’t cry, she eats, sleeps and wakes up every day. When she hums, she says she wants to change the urine pad.
A three-month-old baby with five fleshy claws is soft and powerful, but he is clutching his fingertips, no matter how hard he tries, he will not let go.
On the first day, I remember when I was very young, I always pulled myself like this. As long as he moved a little, I would cry so much. Thinking of how his sister was crying, her beautiful eyebrows were bent.
The babysitter changed the changing mat and asked to leave the baby room after a few words.
He moved up and called her name softly: "Mengmeng ..."
The little baby was aware, and his big eyes looked over.
Her eyes followed Ouyang Mengmeng, all Xing'er eyes, round and round, her eyes dark and bright, ignorant and clean.
After seeing nothing on the first day, he turned his head and closed his eyes.
The growth rate of the child is so rapid, when the first grade is in the sixth grade, the three-year-old Mengmeng will already be able to run and jump, clinging to the wall, twisting and twisting, like a little turtle, but it ’s a pity that Never speak.
Xia Huairun knew that her daughter was born different and was gentle, and gave her enough tolerance and security to induce her step by step, but she still only babbles, babbles.
On Sunday, the two parents had dinner, and Mengmeng was sent to the Lin family.
The little girl who hadn't grown up was wearing a bunny jumpsuit, and her soft hair wrapped her little round face. She was well fed, white and fat, cute and cute.
Liang Shenpi, seeing Mengmeng stupid again, suddenly gave birth to a prank psychology.
He entered the kitchen quietly and took out a slice of lemon. When he was about to go to Meng Meng's mouth, he restrained him with his hands.
Liang Shen turned his head back, the teenager's hair was black, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his eyes fell to Liang Shen's hand. After a moment, he returned to his eyes. Liang Shen narrowed his mouth and said that he withdrew his hand.
"I just wanted to tease her." Liang Shen still looked disapproving.
The first voice was calm: "You can tease her with a small toy, other things can't."
Seeing that he was angry, Liang Shenli and his hippie smiled together, and they couldn't help being spoiled: "I know, brother, don't be angry, will I give her my little dinosaur toy?"
After some pleasing, the somewhat gloomy teenager immediately smiled, gentle like the spring of March.
At the first day, he knew his brother's conduct very well, but what he should do now is good. When he is gone, he starts to play tricks again. Thinking about going, she took Mengmeng back to the room at the first day, preparing to play with her for a while before coaxing her to take a nap.
This room is still a baby room when she was a child. The decoration is warm and childlike. There are books and papers and pens on the floor that are too late to clean up. I am afraid that the sharp pencil will hurt the little girl. local. Subsequently, she was placed in front of the small desk.
On the first day, I opened the picture book on the desk, pointed to the words above, slowed down the tone, and taught me one by one, "Dad, Dad, come and read."
She shook her little feet: "Bah ..."
On the first day, he shook his head and pointed to his mouth: "It's not babble, it's Dad, look at my mouth, Dad, Dad."
Mengmeng crooked her small head and lost her eyes. Soon, she smiled and stood up slowly, leaning in to chew on his mouth, leaving a slobber.
Looking at the solitary first day, Mengmeng clapped her hands and giggled.
He recovered, and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief very helplessly, "Not a kiss, but a dad."
"Bee bab ..."
"..."
"Then learn this." Turning a page on the first day, still very patient, "Mom, Mom, Mom."
"Yeah ..."
"..."
Seeing it like this is not going to teach, and the first day is very sad.
He reached out and touched the cute little head of melon seeds, took the pen and paper from the bookshelf, and wrote the names of the two on it.
Lin Chuyi.
Xia Mengmeng.
"Your name is Mengmeng, Meng means the first shoot of grass and trees, which means hope, you are Uncle Xia's hope." He looked at him with one hand on his cheek.
She didn't understand anything, tearing her book with her head down, thinking it was not a fun toy.
On the corner of the first lip, he continued gently and patiently: "Lin Chuyi, this is my name. Will you say one?"
Mengmeng, who was biting the picture book, stopped immediately. She looked up, and her bright black eyes reflected his clean and beautiful eyebrows.
"babble……"
"First day ..."
"babble……"
"First day."
Mengmeng's eyelashes twitched back and forth, looking down at the name on the paper, with a dull expression, really like a simple rabbit.
On the first day of lip curling, the voice was soft: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if Mengmeng learns not, when you are older, you can definitely ..."
"Rough ... one ..."
Two small and childish syllables came out of her mouth, not very standard, but very clear. His eyes widened at the first day, and he couldn't help but stunned.
Mengmeng extended her little finger to the paper, "thick, one ..."
Looked at him again, "Rough one ..."
The little guy looked up and greeted him with a row of tiny teeth.
The sun poured down, warmly and carefully surrounding her, she rubbed past, nestled in the first arms, closed her eyes, and then made a small snore.