On the way, the three little ones frowned as they looked at the two buckets of milk in the car. Although Old Uncle Wang had personally said that it could be drunk, they were still skeptical.
The unboiled milk had a slightly fishy smell. Xiao Ye was very sensitive to this smell. He pinched his nose and asked, "Is it really okay to drink it with such a foul smell?"
Jian Qingqing scooped him up and carried him on her lap. She said, "It's not okay to drink it now. I can drink it after I go back and process it."
Hearing this, Xiao Lang immediately withdrew his hand that had reached into the milk. He was a brave person. He had wanted to sneak a sip just now.
He looked at Jian Qingqing and then at her second brother who was being carried on her lap. He went over and directly pressed himself on Jian Qingqing. he shouted, "I want to hug too!"
Xiao Ye shyly slid off Jian Qingqing's lap, his face still red.
