"Three point three kilograms."
Qu Hong quickly brought the scale over and concluded that the child weighed three point three kilograms.
Mu Min looked at Qin Xi and said, "Alright, I'm going to shower the child. Xi, go back and see if there's any milk. The child has to drink milk for a long time."
Milk?
Qin Xi's head buzzed. She stole a glance at her mother and immediately blushed. She said helplessly, "Mom, why can't the child drink milk powder? Milk powder is as good as breast milk."
"That won't do. Children who drink breast milk are smart and immune. Children will have diarrhea after drinking milk powder." Mu Min frowned and objected. She suddenly thought of something and lowered her voice to ask, "Don't tell me you don't have milk?"
"Mom, can you stop talking?" Qin Xi felt her face burning.