There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Ping An took Mrs. Cheng into the door and pointed at Zhou Jiao: "Too grandma, you can help me supervise my mother. You can't make her tired, or I don't want my brother."

Old Mrs. Cheng saw the three people in the living room. No, it should be two people. One was busy climbing up and taking off the curtains, and the other was moving and waiting to step on the heights. They were very busy.

She smiled and said: "It's okay. Your mother is sitting there. Good treasure, you can also see what's not pleasing to your eyes. We replaced them all during the New Year's cleaning."

Ping An really suspects that he has found the wrong person.He glanced at the old lady secretly and found that they were all staring at his mother.It seems that his grandfather is right again, it is better to beg for himself.

The little guy sighed secretly and rubbed Zhou Jiao's leg: "Mom, you don't love me anymore."

Zhou Jiao, who greeted Mrs. Cheng, immediately laughed and scolded: "Nonsense. Didn't Mom and Dad tell me, you are our favorite eldest son."

Zhang Guoqing stopped and said, "Good son, come here, and help Dad see if the hanger is just right and is it crooked?"

Mrs. Cheng smiled and stroked his head: "Our favorite will always be our darling. No matter how many siblings there are in the future, you will be our favorite darling."

Ping An Le bent her big eyes, her small face was suppressed and happy, and she nodded seriously: "Too grandma, I like you the most. I'm going to help my father."

Zhang Guoqing looked a little bit sour in his heart when he looked at the son who came over with the shelf.From the ecstasy of learning that I had a younger brother to relying on my wife for half a step, the little things lacked a sense of security.

Putting down the things in his hand, he squatted down and picked up the child, and kissed his little cheek, "Here will be busy soon, Dad will take you to the street to buy your favorite firecrackers, OK?"

Ping Ping shook his neck and shook his head: "If you have a younger brother, you can't spend money randomly. He will spend a lot of money. Dad, I will help you raise your younger brother in the future."

Zhang Guoqing was so moved that he touched the top of the child's head, "No. Dad can make money. Dad will buy you what you want in the future."

Ping An on his shoulders lying on his stomach and squinted: "I'll forget it. My mother starts knitting small sweaters, I'm not stingy. You can buy it for your brother in the future."

With this sour tone, Zhang Guoqing couldn't hear it.He stared at Zhou Jiao who was busy chatting with the old lady.This silly wife is really short-sighted!

"Baby, you wronged your mother. Your mother was reluctant to give your little brother a sweater, so she started knitting it. You can see that you can use new diapers. Does your mother say that your brother will use your old things in the future? "

Ping An looked at Zhou Jiao upon hearing this.

"Daddy tells you a secret. Your mother hid your new clothes. You wear the old clothes for your brother. In our hearts, you are the best baby."

Ping An turned to look at him, tweaking the right fingers: "You don't have a brother who doesn't like me, right? Grandpa will like me the most when he comes back, right?"

"Little idiot. You forgot that your grandfather said that you are the eldest son. Of course he likes you the most. Do you think your grandma knows that your mother has a baby, or doesn't it love you the most?"

He was busy remodeling the living room, worrying about his son's problem in his heart, and Zhang Guoqing couldn't care about his brother's desperate call, and found a reason to refuse to go out.

Sending away the old lady Cheng who had been holding Zhou Jiao's orders, he winked at his wife, and took his son back to the bedroom.He couldn't correct the outsiders, but the couple must communicate well to avoid hurting their children's young hearts.

In the study, Zhang Guoqing put his son on his lap and hugged him. Seeing his wife come in, he pointed to the opposite chair and motioned Zhou Jiao to take a seat.

Zhou Jiao looked at his face, so serious, could anything else happen?She stared at Zhang Guoqing: "Is there something wrong with the Cheng family?"

Zhang Guoqing touched his son's head, shook his head, and motioned for her to look at the child.

Zhou Jiao watched the child staring at herself eagerly, and she moved in her heart: "Does the baby dislike younger siblings? If you don't want it, then mother will not want it either."

Ping An shook his head quickly: "No, that's my brother."

Zhou Jiao frowned in distress, "But mother seems to feel sorry for Ping An.

Ping An rolled his swarthy eyeballs, hesitated for a while, and shook his head: "But I want a brother, everyone has brothers and sisters, but I don't."

Zhou Jiao nodded approvingly: "I and your dad thought the same way back then. No matter how good others are, there is no sibling who sheds the same blood as you."

Zhang Guoqing held back his smile and watched his wife's wrongdoing.Who said that relatives who are related by blood are not necessarily relatives?

"Mom, they also fight."

Zhou Jiao nodded with a smile in her eyes: "That's very reasonable. It depends on how you educate your brother. After the Chinese New Year, you will be six years old. Why did your mother wait for you to be so old before planning to have children? Because you can manage. If you live with him and your parents will go to work in two years, your brother is your responsibility."

Zhang Guoqing explained to the side: "When we go to work, you will be seven or eight years old. Then your brother will be only one or two years old. You can teach him to talk and teach him the truth. He can't fight with you when he is young, he can only listen to you. Without your parents, he can also play with you, so you will not be alone."

Ping An is a smart child, and nodded gently as they said.

Zhou Jiao made persistent efforts: "When your father was young, your uncle loved your dad very much. If you ask your dad to tell you about his three brothers, you will understand what a real brother is."

Zhang Guoqing, who took over, looked at his son's serious attitude, thought about it and began to describe the kindness of his elder brother and elder sister to him in his childhood.

At the end, as the memory became clearer and clearer, he also began to talk about the second elder brother and the second sister, intervening in the thoughts of the brothers and sisters.

From childhood to adulthood, the bits and pieces of the twenty-odd years unfolded with Zhang Guoqing's narration, and Zhou Jiao stood up and left quietly.

She worries that she will transfer negative energy to her son again, making the little person as wary of human nature as herself.

No matter what the topic, she can teach one or two things to her son, but it is related to the feelings between her sons in the future, she can only choose to escape by pretending to be deaf.

For Zhou Jiao, who was injured, any compatriot's hands and feet were fake.Throughout the ages, brotherhood is always less than brotherhood.

In this life, from the ignorant opening of the eyes to the later growth, with the temptation of the outside world, and then to their own families, the bloodlines of the past have become selfish and self-interested.Where is the brotherhood deep, if there are some, there are a few people who only pay without asking for return.

Standing in the yard, Zhou Jiao's thoughts rose and she subconsciously touched her stomach.She can only try not to be partial and educate the children well, and the future can only be said in the future.