Jiang Lin told them to start eating first.

She held Baosheng and went to feed him, continuing her big task of the past few days—weaning.

“Baosheng, let’s talk. You’re ten months old now and can walk. You’re like a little girl now. Shouldn’t we wean you off milk and stop drinking it?”

Baosheng, who usually listened intently to Jiang Lin with wide eyes and perked ears regardless of whether she understood, now looked confused.

She blinked her bright black eyes and innocently said, “Papa~, Papa.”

This meant she wanted milk, more milk.

Jiang Lin said, “How about we have rice porridge? I’ll add a little sugar, it will be sweet.” Jiang Lin was trying to coax him.

Baosheng blinked her big eyes and nodded, “Papa, Papa.”

This meant okay, she would eat rice porridge, but she wanted milk first.

Baosheng started eating solid foods earlier than other children because she was so eager and would get anxious when she saw others eating.

So, at three and a half months, she started eating egg yolks, and at four months, she began eating egg custard, which she digested very well without any stomach upset.

Then he became dissatisfied with the monotony of solid foods like mushy noodles, dumpling soup, millet porridge, and rice porridge; he wanted to eat everything.

Although she seemed clever, she didn’t get her teeth earlier than other children.

She only grew two lower teeth at about six months, which is normal.

After getting her teeth, a new world of food opened up for Baosheng.

Since then, she wanted to eat apple puree, hawthorn canned food, and anything she could see or smell.

If she was afraid she couldn’t eat something due to being too young and was refused, she would always find a way to get it.

She would always taste everything first.

If it was delicious, she would keep wanting it.

After tasting something she didn’t like, she wouldn’t even look at it again.

For example, she liked apples, but pears and carrots could go away!

Her look of disdain could have left a shadow on pears and carrots if they had feelings.

Now, she has grown his upper and lower front teeth and can eat quite a few things by herself, but she is still drinking breast milk.

Jiang Lin had plenty of milk and later found a suitable way to handle feeding, so she was willing to continue for another two months.

Now, at ten months, it should be time to start.

Actually, when her daughter was over seven months old, Jiang Lin had considered weaning, but Baosheng didn’t agree.

On the first day of weaning, Baosheng didn’t fuss, but seemed a bit puzzled as to why Mom wasn’t giving her milk.

By the second day, when she still wasn’t getting milk, she took matters into her own hands, launching herself at Jiang Lin and trying to nuzzle.

By then, her little hands were quite dexterous, and she seemed determined to take care of himself.

Especially at night, she even crawled over the pillow, snuggled up to Jiang Lin, and tried to nurse by herself!

Bao Sheng had only been able to sit before and wouldn’t crawl no matter how much she was encouraged.

She preferred to sit or reach out for someone to carry her.

To everyone’s surprise, she suddenly learned to crawl just to get to her milk.

This showed just how powerful a foodie’s determination could be!

Now that it seemed like her mother might withhold her milk, Bao Sheng started tugging at Jiang Lin’s buttons with her little white hands.

Her chubby hands had tiny dimples on the back, making her look incredibly adorable.

Jiang Lin couldn’t help but smile and kissed Bao Sheng’s little hands.

Bao Sheng, seeing her hands being kissed, immediately leaned in to return the favor, puckering up her lips to kiss Jiang Lin as well.

Jiang Lin laughed, noting how clever Bao Sheng was.

After a few kisses, Bao Sheng continued to tug at Jiang Lin’s clothes, clearly indicating that they had played enough and it was time for her milk.

Jiang Lin felt the milk beginning to leak, so she unfastened her top to let Bao Sheng feed.

Most of the time, Bao Sheng was very well-behaved.

The only issue was during teething when her gums were itchy and sore.

Sometimes she would accidentally bite Jiang Lin, but as soon as Jiang Lin said it hurt, Bao Sheng would immediately understand and come over to give kisses and comfort.

Now, Bao Sheng had learned to control her bites during feeding.

After Bao Sheng had her fill, Jiang Lin tried to negotiate with her.

“Sweetie, when do you think we should wean you? You’re getting bigger now, and if you still drink milk, people might laugh at us. Mommy’s work is busy too, and it’s not good for me to keep coming home to feed you.” Jiang Lin knew Bao Sheng might not understand her exact words, but she definitely understood the meaning.

The child was very clever.

Sure enough, Bao Sheng blinked her big eyes, slowly closed her long, thick lashes, and shut her little mouth, starting to—pretend to sleep.

Jiang Lin: “……”

“You see, you, this child, have too many little grievances. Mom is discussing important matters with you, and you pretend to be asleep. When you want to play with your brothers and sisters and not sleep, why don’t you say anything?”

“And now that you can eat things, like porridge and eggs, these can fill you up. Milk can’t fill you up; it’s just for play, right?”

Baosheng: I really don’t understand, I’m asleep.

Jiang Lin continued, “If you keep this non-violent, non-cooperative attitude, Mom will have to take measures. I think you need to seriously reflect on your mistakes.”

Baosheng furrowed her brow and scrunched up her little face.

She couldn’t understand Jiang Lin’s words, but she could sense her mother’s attitude and emotions.

Mom is criticizing her!

Baosheng pouted, her little nostrils flaring, looking very aggrieved.

At that moment, Cheng Rushan came home and saw the family eating in the hallway, but he didn’t see Jiang Lin and Baosheng.

He pushed the door open and walked into the room, just in time to see the mother and daughter in a serious negotiation.

Cheng Rushan: “……”

He smiled, went over to the edge of the bed, touched Jiang Lin’s face, and then poked his daughter’s cheek. “What’s going on here?”

Baosheng’s big tears started rolling down her cheeks. “Papa~, Papa…”

A string of “Papa” meant, “Papa, please help me. I don’t want to be weaned. Mom insists I should be weaned.”

Cheng Rushan surprisingly understood and knew what was going on because this topic had been ongoing for several days, and he had been a silent observer throughout.

He reached out, hugged Jiang Lin, and then picked up their daughter, holding Baosheng in Jiang Lin’s lap while Jiang Lin sat in his embrace.

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He smiled and said, “Baosheng, Papa also thinks you’re big enough and should be weaned.”

Baosheng: “Papa~.”

Meaning: That little chubby one is so grown up and still drinking milk, but anyway, he’s bigger than me.

Cheng Rushan said, “If you still want milk, Papa can continue to buy formula for you. But you’re bigger now, and continuing to drink milk isn’t good for Mommy. We need to take care of Mommy. What do you think?”

He looked over Jiang Lin’s shoulder at their little daughter.

He knew that he couldn’t treat her like other young children, who are usually ordered around or handled roughly.

Baosheng would get very upset if treated that way.

For other children, what they eat and wear is decided by the adults, and they just follow the arrangements without much say.

But Baosheng is different.