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Jia family.

"Mengzi, let me be frank with you. Huairu and I can't take care of my grandson, so we don't have the time to take care of your son."

As soon as she entered the house, Jia Zhang made her attitude clear.

"Aunt Zhang, you misunderstood. I'm not asking your family to help me take care of my child." Li Meng said with a smile, "I want to discuss with you and ask Sister Qin to feed my son some milk every day. Of course, it won't be for free. I will give your family 3 yuan every month. Do you think it's okay?"

When she heard that there was money to be made, Jia Zhang changed her attitude.

But when he heard 3 yuan, he frowned: "Mengzi, aren't these yuan too little? This..."

Just as he was about to raise the price, Li Meng said, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it. The street has special care and gives three kilograms of milk powder every month, which should be enough. I don't think breast milk is good for the child's health. Aunt Zhang, you know my situation. It's only three yuan. I can't afford more."

"Ah, the street office will take care of him. Just feed your child milk powder. He won't starve anyway." Jia Zhang said indifferently.

She is a cunning woman and will not easily compromise because of a few words from Li Meng.

"I'm also afraid that if too many people share the milk, my eldest grandson will go hungry, don't you think, Dongxu?" Jia Zhang glanced at Jia Dongxu.

"Ah, yes." Jia Dongxu smiled at Li Meng embarrassedly: "Mengzi, you don't know that my son can also eat it. Why don't you look for another family? There is no more in our courtyard, but there may be people who have just given birth in other courtyards nearby."

The person chosen by Yi Zhonghai to take care of the elderly must have a good character, but at the same time, the child raised by Jia Zhang is bound to have some problems.

Jia Dongxu is a typical mama's boy. He doesn't even dare to fart when his mother glares at him.

Because of this, Qin Huairu quarreled with him many times.

Because every time she had a conflict or argument with her mother-in-law, her husband remained silent, which made her very upset.

"Why isn't there enough to drink?" Qin Huairu snorted, "I can't even eat the sticks. I feel uncomfortable with the swelling every day. I think it's better to give it to Xiaoqiang. Our family can earn an extra 3 yuan every month. Isn't that good?"

"Shut up!" Jia Zhang glared at her, then looked at Li Qiang in her arms: "Hurry up and return the child to Mengzi. If he gets accidentally dropped or hurt, will it be yours or mine? Our family can't afford it."

Seeing this situation, Li Meng was too lazy to argue with the Jia mother and son anymore.

"Give it to me, Sister Qin." Li Meng took the child and said, "I'm going back first, Brother Xu, Aunt Zhang."

Li Meng said as he walked out.

Jia Zhang even said in a fake tone: "Why don't you sit for a while, Mengzi? The meal is almost ready, why don't we eat together before going back?"

No one would be bad in public. Even someone as arrogant as Jia Zhang would mostly smile in front of others and say the polite words that should be said.

"No, I have to go back and make a fire. Thank you for your kindness, Aunt Zhang."

"Well, when you have time, bring the child over to sit..." It was not until Li Meng's figure disappeared in the middle courtyard that Jia Zhang spat on the ground: "Little guy, your hair hasn't even grown out yet, and you've adopted a child. You'll cry someday!"

Jia Dongxu asked, "Mom, in Huairu's case, feeding one more child is really not a problem. Why would you leave the three dollars unearned?"