Once the three children started crying, chaos ensued in the Zhai family. As the three children grew older, they had more energy to cry, and it was getting harder to coax them.
She had long forgotten how difficult it had been to coax Jiajia to drink milk while she had been at that age since her daughter was already all grown up. But her nephews and niece were still unweaned newborns. Zhai Hua felt helpless. She had long forgotten how to take care of newborn babies. Even she felt like crying once the triplets started crying.
As such, the courageous and fearless Zhai Hua, whose only weakness was Jiajia, had three more weaknesses now. That was the triplets.
Jiajia stroked Er Bao's chubby and tender hand that was on the milk bottle. "Mom, you look so nervous now. I was just mentioning it. I won't actually do it. Mom, I realized that Er Bao's hand has grown again. It was only this big when I held it last time, but it's already so chubby now!"
