Mother Qi stared blankly at her daughter, who was crying out loud, holding her grandson and feeling a bit at a loss. She looked at her husband and said, "Are we just going to stand by and watch her mistreat Baobao?"
She also didn't understand the Zhang family's wicked old hag, who had been yearning for a grandson and finally got a great-grandson. Wasn't she supposed to cherish and pamper him, wishing to give him all the best things in the world? But now, it seemed not to be the case; the old hag was more concerned about her step-grandchild, preferring her own grandson to eat less so that the step-grandchild could have the formula!
What kind of nonsense was this, who does that!
"Is Baobao only eating formula now?" Father Qi asked.
Qi Fenglian wiped away her tears and said, "He also eats porridge and meals, but everyone says that formula is high in nutrition."
