Zhang Guoqing, a 21st-century orphan, and his pregnant wife, Zhou Jiao, were working hard for their future when a massive inheritance suddenly fell into their laps. On their way to the hospital for...
Zhou Xiaozheng laughed heartily again. One really shouldn't underestimate people. To be able to give birth to a son like Zhang Guoqing, how bad could a father be?
Father Zhang rolled his eyes twice and said anxiously, "Can you please say something?"
Zhou Xiaozheng restrained his smile and said solemnly, "Second brother, thank you."
"Why thank you? No matter how surnamed Zhou they are, they are still my grandsons. When I die, you must let the children wear mourning clothes for me."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhou Xiaozheng didn't want to say any more. "Don't say these things anymore. With my Jiaojiao's upbringing, these children won't have any problems with their character."
"Otherwise, do you think I would be willing to let the child take her mother's surname?"
Zhou Xiaozheng deliberately avoided the topic. He asked curiously, "Are you so optimistic about Ping An?"
"Not really. The main thing is that this child has the same strength as Xiaowu. My father loves Xiaowu the most. If he knew that his great-grandson took after his father, he would probably be very happy. Xiaowu only had this one son before, and I can't guarantee that all the future ones will be boys. So let him be the heir apparent. I can't make things difficult for my Xiaowu."
Zhou Xiaozheng knew there were other reasons besides these, but he couldn't possibly expose them. It was perfectly normal for the other party to have some thoughts, and he felt that if he were in his place, he wouldn't be so kind.
Glancing at him, Zhou Xiaozheng sighed meaningfully, "Xiaowu is lucky to have a father like you."
"That's because you don't know how much my little Wu has sacrificed for our family. Ultimately, as a father, I owe him a debt of gratitude. It's all worth it if he can live a happy life."
How could Zhou Xiaozheng not know?
With only one daughter, he already knew everything about his only son-in-law. Thinking of his own Jiaojiao, Zhang Dad's words touched him deeply.
"You and your second sister-in-law are both blessed people."
"Blessing? Haha, it should be a blessing for me as a father." Father Zhang thought of his eldest son who was just a little boy, secretly going up the mountain to hunt to earn money to support the family. He thought of his eldest son who had grown up and was racking his brains to raise his two older brothers for him, and he suddenly fell silent.
His oldest son, what a shrewd man, helped his brothers and sisters with all his money and effort, sometimes working hard but getting no thanks, all for the sake of making life comfortable and stable for himself and his wife.
This child smiles all day long. Who would have known that he has been supporting the Zhang family alone since he was seven or eight years old? How tired he must be?
I, a peasant, am respected in the village, the county, and even in this compound. Everyone I meet greets me warmly. It is all because of my eldest son's hard work.
Before going to the county town, the eldest son said to himself, Dad, one day I will let you and Mom live better than anyone else in the county town. As a result, he really did live better than anyone else, and everyone treated him with a smile.
Before coming to Beijing, the eldest son said to him, "Dad, just wait. One day I will make you and Mom proud, and no one will dare to look down on you." As a result, he actually met a senior official who smiled and chatted with him.
This time, his eldest son started to speak again, and Zhang Dad was happy when he thought about it. His life was worth it. He really didn't need to wait for ten years. He could live the way he wanted.
——The days nowadays are like those of a fairy tale.
Thinking of his eldest son and the thoughtfulness of his youngest daughter-in-law, Zhang Dad smiled and said to Zhou Xiaozheng, "Decide on the name as soon as possible. Let's add two children with the surname Zhou to the household registration book so that those people can see it."
Zhou Xiaozheng didn't care and nodded.
"Brother, if Jiaojiao has another child, we can divide the child up, half for each of us. Isn't it nice of your second brother to be our in-law?"
Zhou Xiaozheng burst out laughing. This guy!
"What are you laughing at? They are still young. Who can predict what will happen in the future? Maybe Jiaojiao wants more children and grandchildren. Can you stop her?"
Zhou Xiaozheng joked, "We don't have to split it in half, the girl will be mine."
"You wish! Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're a high-ranking official. It's not like I didn't beat you up before. You'd better forget about it. Even your second sister-in-law would fight you to the death."
This was no joke. Zhang Dad knew better than anyone how much his wife wanted a granddaughter as sweet as Jiaojiao, and he kept praying for twins, a boy and a girl.
In the Zhang family, daughters are just as filial and caring as sons. Their two daughters are so good that they won't stop coming to the county town two or three times a day.
Look at how well-behaved the wheat seedlings and wheat ears are, much better than these naughty boys. At such a young age, just learning a little needlework, they are already filial to their parents.
But Zhang Dayou, do you know what your wife told your son? If she finds out, will she scratch your face?
Over here, a pair of in-laws were joking with each other and getting along happily. Over there, Zhang Guoqing coaxed his mother to sleep and stayed with his wife and children.
As soon as he cried "wa", Zhang Guoqing, who was standing by, quickly picked him up and said, "Son, your mother is still sleeping. Don't wake her up."
The child in his arms stopped crying when he was picked up, and then soon the crying became louder and louder, leaving only the two children crying loudly, which frightened Zhang Guoqing so much that he was in a panic.
Zhang's mother was probably so tired that she had just fallen asleep, and there was no movement at all. Even Zhou Jiao, who was not far away, had no reaction.
At that moment, Zhang Guoqing finally understood what it meant to be helpless. What did having so many children mean? He gently picked up each child one by one, waited for them to stop crying, and then hurriedly began to check their diapers.
Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing secretly gave himself a thumbs-up. Sure enough, his son was smart, just like his wife's mysophobia. Even such a young baby knew how uncomfortable it was to wet his diaper.
With the experience of taking care of Ping An before, the experienced father quickly took off the diapers one by one from left to right. He did not feel disgusted when he saw the children's meconium, but smoothly discharged it on the ground, intending to observe it carefully later.
"My son is so good. Daddy will wash you. You will feel better after washing. You are such a good boy. Drink the sugar water right away and don't cry..."
The silly dad, muttering to himself, carefully cleaned each one and put on a new diaper. After washing his hands, he held each one in his arms and fed them brown sugar water with a small spoon.
"My dear son, come here, open your little mouth and drink some water. It's sweet. Drinking it will make you healthy. You won't be anemic anymore, and all the pain will go away..."
"Third child is so good. Third child is really daddy's good son. Were you bullied by your older brothers when you were in your mother's belly? No wonder you are so small. Come, have another sip, so we can be healthy when we grow up."
After a busy day, Zhang Guoqing quickly realized that the eldest child was the most domineering, comparable to Ping An when he was a child. The youngest child was the most well-behaved and cried more quietly.
After settling the youngest child down, he put him to bed, and soon the two fell asleep together. Looking at the two children, Zhang Guoqing grinned silently.
After observing for a while and seeing that the children were sleeping peacefully and there was nothing unusual, he took out a pen and paper from the bedside table and squatted down to check the meconium on the two diapers on the floor.
"Black and green, very good, the boss is great."
"The youngest one is so thin. It seems his physique is not as good as his brother's."
Zhou Jiao woke up from the urge to pee and saw this scene—her husband was nodding and muttering while taking notes. She couldn't help but chuckle.
Zhang Guoqing quickly stood up and asked in surprise, "Are you awake? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"
"Why don't you ask me how I feel first?"
Zhang Guoqing saw her about to get out of bed, threw his pen and paper on the bed, picked her up and walked to the bathroom. This time, thanks to his father-in-law, his wife finally didn't have to use a urinal.
"You'll be fine only if you can urinate within eight hours. As for the feeling, it must be painful. Why are you asking? I heard that you breastfed your sons in the delivery room. I just fed them some brown sugar water. How was it? Your husband hasn't forgotten the parenting encyclopedia, right?"
“Very impressive!”
"No, the greatest and most powerful person in our family is Comrade Zhou Jiao. Comrade Zhou, on behalf of the children, I want to thank you. Thank you for risking your life to bring them into this world."
Zhou Jiao pursed her lips and smiled, put on her pants, refused him to carry her out again, and was pushed out: "Are you safe at home?"
"You said I can't be partial," Zhang Guoqing said after joking, "I asked Mom and my aunt to take Ping An to the empty room next door to rest. He's very well behaved and loves his brothers very much."
"I was so busy feeding the babies that I didn't even take a closer look. Are the babies okay?"
"Very good. Leave the sons to me. Eat something and go back to sleep. You won't have any peace tomorrow."
Zhou Jiao didn't try to hold on any longer. She could only rest and recover her strength as soon as possible. After seeing the children, she fell asleep again according to Zhang Guoqing's request.