After taking care of the shop, Xiaofeng returned to her own small courtyard.
A half day had passed, and she felt a swelling in her heart.
There was no helping it, weaning a child is a stage when both the child and adult feel uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but make a phone call to Chu Qing to ask how the two children had slept last night.
"Dabao was no different than usual, eating then sleeping and sleeping then eating, very quiet. Erbao fussed a few times, but after realizing that fussing wouldn't get her milk, she also became much quieter. Overall, the first night was quite successful. At this rate, I estimate it won't take three days to wean them completely."
Hearing that Dabao had not been fretting for her at all, Xiaofeng said with annoyance, "You little ungrateful one, I carry you every day, and you didn't even think to look for me after I didn't come back last night."
Despite her complaints, she still felt somewhat delighted inside.
