Ding Peng heard Ding Manrou ask if he had changed the diapers to the little guy, and he got stuck.

No!

"Do you have to change your diapers in the morning?" Ding Peng asked.

Ding Manrou nodded and said, "I have been padding for one night. There may be urine in the diapers. If he feels uncomfortable, he will cry. After all, he can't express it."

"Oh, I'll change it for him."

Ding Peng hung up the phone, found the diapers and replaced them for Ding Li.

After removing the diapers that had been put on for a night, Ding Peng realized that the little guy had not only urinated, but also pulled a little on it.

"No wonder I cried, if I were me, I would cry too." Ding Peng murmured.

"Wow wow wow..." After removing the diapers, Ding Li still did not stop crying.

Ding Peng said: "Okay, okay, I'll change into dry diapers immediately, and I'll feel comfortable in a while."

He wiped Ding Li's butt and quickly replaced the clean diapers.

Ding Peng thought that the little guy would stop crying if he changed into a dry diapers, but it turned out to be useless and he still cried.

This guy was a little worried, thinking that if you changed to a dry diaper, why are you crying? Is it uncomfortable to pad?

He tidied up the diapers for the little guy again, and he was obedient, but it was still useless.

There was no choice but to call Ding Manrou again.

"I've changed my diapers, but I'm still crying."

Ding Manrou didn't say anything, she just put her phone in her ear and listened quietly. She was thinking about a question. The last time the drunkard father called her was the one who paid her own salary? It's been a month.

"Manrou? Are you listening?" Just as she was in a daze, Ding Peng's voice came over.

Ding Manrou hurriedly said, "Oh, I'm listening, have you made milk powder for him?"

Ding Peng: "..."

"No, are you hungry early in the morning?" Ding Peng asked.

Ding Manrou's lips unconsciously outlined the corners of her mouth, showing a very charming smile. Of course, Ding Peng couldn't see it.

"He hasn't eaten all night, and he must be hungry after waking up in the morning. He has to make some milk powder for him to eat. He is almost two years old now, so you can make 18 or 200 milliliters."

"Okay, no problem, you can go to work."

After saying that, Ding Peng hung up the phone again.

Hearing a beeping sound from the phone, Ding Manrou took the phone in front of her, then slowly stroked it, and then put it away for a while.

Ding Li's bottle and milk powder were on the small table in the room, and there was a small kettle next to it. However, when he carried the kettle, he found that there was no hot water. The guy hurried to the kitchen to boil water.

The water boiled, Ding Peng started to soak the milk powder, and then...and was confused.

"What is the ratio of milk powder to water?" Ding Peng looked around with the milk powder jar, muttering while watching.

He has only now realized that raising children is really not easy, and he has too many things to worry about.

Finally, this guy saw that the milk powder can marked the ratio of milk powder to water in four to one, and then he started soaking.

"Soak two hundred yuan and eat more. You can't lose the task of three pounds a month."

As he said that, Ding Peng poured 200 milliliters of water into the bottle, and then added five spoons of milk powder into it. As a result, he was a little confused after swaying.

"I poured two hundred milliliters of water. How did this soak into two hundred and six?"

Ding Peng took the bottle in front of him and looked at the milk that was almost at the mouth of the bottle. There was a scale at the top, two hundred and six, which was also the maximum capacity of the bottle.

"No matter what, at worst, you can't finish drinking."

Thinking that Ding Peng was going to give the bottle to the little guy.

Sure enough, Ding Li stopped crying after seeing the bottle and stretched out his little hand to ask for it.

Just when Ding Li's little hand was about to grab the bottle, Ding Peng remembered that the water inside was too hot. After all, it was just boiling water. If he drank it in one sip, the little guy would probably be unable to coax it. It was hot.

So he hurriedly took the bottle back.

Ding Li: "..."

The little guy is depressed, what plane is going on? I'm hungry and I got the bottle immediately. Why did you take it away again? Did you cheat the baby?

I cry!

“Wow…”

The little guy started crying again, and it was louder than the one who cried just now.

Ding Peng comforted: "It's too hot now and I can't drink it. Wait a while, my dad will put you in cold water and ice it."

I ran to the kitchen with the bottle, used a basin to collect most of the basin of tap water, and put the bottle directly in.

As a result, Ding Peng had just put the bottle in, a stream of milk rushed out of the hole in the pacifier, and it was quite high, which directly touched Ding Peng's face.

"I'll go!"

Ding Peng was shocked. He really didn't expect that the bottle would also have this function and would automatically spray it out.

The man was scorching and painful, and the man stared at the bottle with his teeth grinning and found that there was still milk coming out of the hole in the pacifier.

"Why are you still squirting?"

Ding Peng was depressed. If he kept spraying, it would be gone. What else should he drink?

But he soon understood what was going on. After all, we were also knowledgeable and educated people in the past.

This thing is about heat expansion and contraction. The milk bottle originally expanded due to heat, and then suddenly put it in cold water, which would shrink rapidly. As a result, the milk inside was sprayed out from the straw.

It was easy to do if he understood what was going on. Ding Peng took out the bottle from the cold water, then loosened the lid, and after putting it in again, the milk stopped spraying out.

"Hey, life is full of knowledge. I didn't expect that making bottles of milk involves the principle of heat expansion and contraction. Fortunately, I am very talented and well-educated." Ding Peng said narcissisticly.

When the milk powder was not too hot, Ding Peng hurriedly came out the bottle, tightened the bottle cap and handed it to the little guy.

After Ding Li took it, he started drinking and stopped crying.

Ding Peng sighed a long sigh and thought to himself that it was finally quiet. If he continued to make trouble, he probably thought that I was abducting children.

Ding Li didn't cry just now, when Ding Peng heard someone knocking on the door.

He ran to the door and opened it and saw Zhao Fang standing outside the door with Xiang Qiang in his arms.

Seeing Ding Peng open the door, Zhao Fang said expressionlessly: "Brother-in-law, have you beaten the child?"

Ding Peng: "..."

"No."

"Then why did I hear Ali crying downstairs?"

"Uh~~I'm hungry, now I'm quiet after eating milk."

As a result, Ding Peng had just finished speaking, Ding Li started crying again.

Ding Peng collapsed, looking at Zhao Fang with an awkward look on his face. He was bragging just now, but it was blown out the next second.

Zhao Fang didn't say anything, and came to the house with Xiang Qiang in his arms to look at Ding Li, then turned around and asked Ding Peng, saying, "How can you soak the milk for him? It's too thick and he can't suck it out."

Ding Peng scratched his head and looked at the bottle again. He found that the milk powder was really thick. The straw inside the bottle seemed to be blocked. The little guy couldn't suck it out and started crying.

"I soaked it in the proportion of the milk powder can, four to one."

"Do you have every spoonful of tips?"

"How do you know?"

"Hey~~The spoon of these four to one is a flat spoon. If you have a spoon of tips, you will just put two spoons on it. It would be strange if it is not thick."

“…”
Chapter completed!