A family knows its own affairs best. Usually, they've had to put in a lot of effort just to coax Ding into drinking milk.
No matter the brand of fresh milk, as long as it's not sweetened, he absolutely refuses to drink it.
Up until now, the child only recognizes that distinct sweetness of Wangzai Milk.
Han Qiwu waved his hand, glanced at Ding, thought for a moment, and then took out a bottle of buffalo milk from his bag, handing it to Ding Shuji. "No added sugar, maybe just a naturally good taste. Why don't you give it a try?"
After hearing Ding Shuji's remarks, Han Qiwu deliberately observed Ding, noticing that his teeth were in terrible condition, full of cavities.
It's no wonder Uncle Ding worries so much.
Old Ding didn't stand on ceremony, taking the buffalo milk and sipping it carefully.
"Amazing!"
"This milk tastes incredible! Even better than the buffalo milk I drank as a kid!"
After downing it in one go, Old Ding felt relieved at once.
