Holding a Space in the 60s: A Nest of Seven Babies, Five Soldiers

Zhang Siyu was involved in a car accident. When she opened her eyes again, she was in a small fishing village in the 1960s, as Cheng Zhenzhu, a widow single-handedly raising three children.

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Chapter 390 Two in One

"Mom~" Jiu Tiao, with a smile on his face, threw himself into his mother's arms like a soft ball. He pointed at the cans in his two brothers' arms and began to talk about his own snacks.

Mom said he could start eating his delicious food today. He wanted two delicious ones...

Cheng Zhenzhu stroked Jiu Tiao's soft hair, squinted her eyes and smiled, "Jiu Tiao, Mom said yesterday that you've been very well behaved this week, so your probation period ends today and you can eat something delicious..."

Yes, yes, that’s right. He remembered it all. This time, his fingers were not broken. Kujo nodded happily.

"But dear Jiu Tiao, can you tell your mother why there are so many holes on your clothes?" Cheng Zhenzhu pursed her lips, spread out the clothes and pants next to her, and pointed out the holes on them to the cheerful Jiu Tiao.

"Oh..." Jiu Tiao was just about to give his brother Ba Tiao a look and ask for something delicious when he heard his mother asking about the holes in his clothes. He immediately put his hands in his pockets nervously.

He made these at Little Baby's house. He wanted more beautiful cats, so he made small holes. But he was a little hesitant to tell his mother about it.

He felt that his mother was different now than before. He couldn't speak of his intuition, or he would get beaten. Of course, not by his mother, but by his brothers.

His mother never beat him, but every time he misbehaved and made her unhappy, one of his brothers would come forward to beat him. Brothers Ichi and Liu got the most beatings, and then their butts would be sore...

Cheng Zhenzhu looked at Jiu Tiao's guilty expression, and understood. She spoke in the same tone as usual, "We used scissors to cut Jiu Tiao, right?"

Hmm? Feeling guilty, Jiu Tiao raised his little head. How did Mom know? He always did it secretly...

"Hmm... Mom is so smart! Not stupid at all." Nine-pointed Tiao was stunned. Seeing his mother's eyes fixed on him, as if knowing everyone was watching, he finally lowered his head silently, admitting defeat.

"Jiu Tiao, can you tell me where you got the small pair of scissors?" Cheng Zhenzhu no longer cared whether the scissors had holes in them or not. What she cared about more was the scissors that Jiu Tiao could get anytime and anywhere.

This is really too dangerous.

Seven and Eight were playing together, but Nine took a pair of scissors and poked a few holes in his clothes without his two brothers noticing... What if Nine didn't do it right and accidentally cut himself and made holes?

Although, Jiujo is not that stupid...

Should I talk about this? Jiu Tiao's bright black eyes rolled around, a little unsure. He felt that his mother's face had turned dark.

Cheng Zhenzhu glanced at Jiu Tiao, who was rubbing the corner of his clothes. She didn't expect him to understand the meaning of the phrase "leniency for confessing, severity for resisting." But if the matter of the scissors wasn't explained today, there would be no rice or oil in the future.

"Suosuo, suo...my mother...my beloved mother~" When Jiujo heard that it was related to his favorite rice oil, and then saw his mother's serious expression, he didn't hesitate any more and looked at his mother first to express his feelings.

Then his nimble little mouth immediately started babble, two words at a time, telling his mother the whole story.

Sometimes he would follow Aunt Yu back to the room to coax the baby. One time, he found a small pair of scissors under the baby's pillow. He reached out and touched two of them...

Today, his seventh and eighth brothers will be waiting outside the door to coax the baby while Aunt Yu goes to get him some delicious food. Then he will use scissors to make holes in his clothes.

It turned out to be like this... Cheng Zhenzhu connected the two words in Jiu Tiao together and understood the general idea.

Last time, Xiaoyu was saying that there was a woman in her seventies in town, about the same age as Daming's mother-in-law, who also knew some tricks. She told them to put a pair of scissors under their pillows to ward off evil spirits and calm their nerves. She just listened and ignored it at the time, but she didn't expect the scissors to be noticed by Jiu Tiao...

When Qi Tiao and Ba Tiao heard this, they immediately stopped eating their snacks and stared at Jiu Tiao with wide eyes. They didn't even see Jiu Tiao do anything. Wasn't Jiu Tiao coaxing the baby the whole time?

Qi Tiao was puzzled. How could Jiu Tiao move so quickly? This was too dangerous.

Bajio expressed his confusion. He had such a sharp eye, yet he couldn't see through Jiujiu...

Then, amid Jiu Tiao's anxiety and Qi Tiao and Ba Tiao's shock, Cheng Zhenzhu announced that Jiu Tiao would not be allowed to eat any snacks for the next month, and would not even have rice or oil.

Jiu Tiao's little paws were empty, and his newly awakened mind was instantly confused. His mother had just told him yesterday that he could eat delicious food, and he had told the scissors, so why was there no delicious food again...

Cheng Zhenzhu tapped Jiu Tiao's confused little head and explained, "Before Jiu Tiao made a hole in the clothes, it was of course edible. But you ruined good clothes, which is wrong. Mom told you before that you can't do this.

Also, I told you last time that you can’t handle dangerous things like scissors and kitchen knives. You promised me to be a good boy, but you didn’t keep your promise…”

Cheng Zhenzhu was very reasonable. She first explained the reason to Jiu Tiao, and finally asked Jiu Tiao to drink a sip of rice oil to remember the taste, and then she started to cut off Jiu Tiao's snacks and rice oil meals...

Jiu Tiao always bounces back and forth between being well-behaved and naughty, so this time she's going to give it a hard time. For a month, let Jiu Tiao experience it thoroughly.

Jiu Tiao, who had just finished a two-week fast and was forced to fast again for a month, was so sad that he almost cried when he saw his brothers eating well while drinking porridge in the evening.

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