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The twins' words happened to be heard by Lin Shichang, and a deep smile flashed across his dark eyes.

He did not disturb the children and turned to look for Lin Zhao.

Tell your sister what Yubao and Hengbao were chatting about.

Lin Zhao was not surprised. She raised her eyebrows and said with some pride, "I can teach children, right?"

Lin Shichang nodded, his expression serious and earnest. "Well, you taught me well. Keep it up."

He was worried about his wife, who was in the late stages of pregnancy, and wanted to go home early. Lin Zhao asked the twins for their opinion: cut the cake first and let their uncle take some back.

Yu Baohengbao had no objection and even told his uncle to make sure to share some with Dadan Ge and the others.

Lin Shichang was so soft-hearted that he picked up the two cubs and poked them with his beard.

The two little kids screamed and struggled, giggling so loudly that it could blow the roof off.

...When their uncle teased them like this, they thought of their father.

Lin Zhao saw what the twins were thinking, glanced at them with a smile in her eyes, but didn't pay any attention to it. She went to the kitchen and asked Yunjin to move the cake.

Yunjin was also looking forward to it, so she rolled up her sleeves and got to work quickly.

The brother and sister walked out of the kitchen one after the other.

The children in the yard all looked over, their eyes clear and bright, like the starry sky on a summer night, pure and clean.

"Is it a cake?" Libao walked towards his third aunt and looked at what Uncle Yunjin brought out through the densely woven bamboo cover. He was afraid of bumping into it, so he didn't dare to get close. He tilted his little head and looked at her with his black eyes.

"Yes." Lin Zhao looked at the flesh growing on the little guy's face and smiled with relief.

Children look better when they are chubby. They used to look skinny and sallow, which made people feel distressed.

"I'll cut it into big pieces for Libao later."

Hengbao came over with his belly sticking out and said to his mother proudly, "I'm the birthday boy, so you have to ask for my opinion."

Lin Zhao stepped back and stretched out her right arm, signaling "You come here."

Seeing her expression, Hengbao leaned over again, snuggling into his mother's arms like a little animal. "Sure! Whatever mom says is what it is. My brother and I agree."

Lin Shichang said gently, "I'll take you two to the movies during your winter break."

Yu Bao did a quick calculation and asked briskly, "Almost?"

Lin Shichang was amused by his clever and intelligent nephew, "Yes, in a few days."

"Uncle, don't forget." Yubao took his uncle's hand and shook it gently.

"I will definitely not forget what I promised the little birthday boy. If I forget, can Hengbao resist the urge to complain?" Lin Shichang pinched the tip of Hengbao's nose and teased him.

Far from being embarrassed, the child beamed with pride, saying, "If my uncle had tricked my brother and me, I would have definitely complained to my grandparents."

"I dare not lie to you, nor do I dare go back on my word. When you have a day off, I'll take you to the movies." Lin Shichang said indulgently.

This was his original plan.

Heng Bao clapped happily and asked, "Are Big Egg and the others going together?"

Of course, Lin Shichang wouldn't show favoritism. He kept his thoughts to himself and continued to tease his nephew, "Do you want them to be together? If you do, take them. If not..."

Before he could finish, Yu Bao and Heng Bao shouted in unison, "Yes! We want to be with Big Egg and the others!!"

Lin Shichang's eyes deepened, "Okay, let's go."

The twins felt a sense of accomplishment that this was their own achievement, and they smiled and hummed a little tune.

Yuanbao and other children looked envious when they heard that the twins' uncle was going to take them to the movies.

Yubao noticed this and walked towards his friends, saying, "After we finish watching the movie, Hengbao and I will tell you about it."

He coaxed the child gently.

Hengbao followed up, "My mom said that soon our brigade will be showing open-air movies. Everyone can watch them for free. You'll be able to watch them then."

Yubao's words were certainly pleasing, but Hengbao's words were even more inspiring.

"Hengbao, is this true? Our team is going to show a movie?" Tieniu asked excitedly. "I haven't even heard from my grandfather."

Yuanbao was so happy that he almost jumped up. He held Yubao's hand and waved his arm high in the air. "Yubao, what movie do you want to show? Is it the female pilot you told us about? I want to see it. I want to know what a plane looks like."

He was surprisingly adamant about the twins' suggestion that the brigade would show a movie.

Yu Bao shook his head. "I don't know what movie will be shown. Uncle Yang didn't tell me."

"Who is Uncle Yang?" Tiedan asked.

"Uncle Yang is my father's comrade-in-arms. A comrade-in-arms is better than a good friend," Yu Bao explained.

"Then I want to be your comrade-in-arms, okay?!" Yuanbao looked at Yubao eagerly.

He thought the twins knew everything.

Adults admire the strong, and children also admire the strong. They will play with whoever is stronger, and they are more straightforward than adults.

"No way." Yubao said.

Yuan Bao felt lost, and he added, "Only soldiers can call each other comrades. We can't. We are good brothers, just like comrades."

The words were somewhat uncertain.

He looked towards Lin Shichang.

The uncle nodded at him, and the little guy straightened his shoulders again.

"Good brothers are like comrades-in-arms," ​​he affirmed.

Yuanbao smiled foolishly, "Then let's be good brothers!"

"Yes." Yubao said seriously.

Seeing that the topic had gone off track, Tiedan sighed tiredly.

He cupped Yubao's face in his hands and asked the crucial question, "Do you know when our team's showing the movie is? We need to reserve a seat in advance."

He heard from his father that in the past, the brigade also showed movies, and there were so many people watching that if you went too late, you couldn't squeeze in and had to climb up a tree to watch... and you might not even see it.

"I forgot to ask." Yu Bao scratched his face.

Tiedan was a little disappointed.

His mood infected the other children, and the atmosphere became depressing. The little faces that were as bright as flowers seemed to be hit by frost and looked pitiful.

"Don't be like that. Everyone in our village is good at reserving seats. Your movie-watching experience won't be bad, so don't worry. Children who worry too much... won't grow tall." Lin Zhao comforted them.

The child's face was like the weather in May, sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny, but he became happy again after hearing her say that.

Thinking about going to the movies in a while, I couldn't suppress the curve of my mouth.

Da Zhuang asked Heng Bao, "Heng Bao, will you come back to see me when the time comes?"

"Of course I will. How could I not join in this excitement? My brother and I are going to watch it with you!" Hengbao nudged Dazhuang's shoulder, his tone cheerful, "It will definitely be more fun to watch it with you guys."

Lin Zhao nodded.

Of course I have to go back.

This is a memory unique to this generation - everyone would squeeze together to watch the movie, carrying small stools. If anyone stood up and accidentally blocked the view, they would be severely scolded. The more impatient ones would even throw smelly cloth shoes to vent their anger...

Very normal.

The anti-Japanese war sentiment was at its peak, so even farting seemed unnecessary, let alone blocking people's view.

Next, the children started chattering and guessing what movie would be shown.

There were a few children who were so young that they didn't even have the concept of watching a movie, but they also joined in the conversation with great interest.

Lin Zhao listened to their conversation and felt both pity and sadness.

well.

She clapped her hands to get the children's attention.

"The movie will be on for a while. Today's mission is to celebrate Yu Bao and Heng Bao's birthday. It's time to cut the cake."

As soon as these words were spoken, the children in the yard immediately forgot about watching the movie and stood in a row, their postures well-behaved and their eyes shining.

Song Yunjin lifted the bamboo cover at the right time.

A white cake decorated with colorful flowers appeared in front of everyone.

After the cake was made, Lin Zhao put it into the storage ring under the pretext of hiding it in the cupboard. She took it out not long ago, and therefore the cake has not collapsed until now, and looks as if it was just made.

Everyone only smelled a sweet fragrance, and the children's expressions became intoxicated, their noses twitched, and their eyes were very bright.

The twins were standing in the front and took the biggest "impact".

Hengbao stretched out his index finger uncontrollably, dipped it in the cream, and put it in his little mouth.

In an instant.

His pupils dilated and he looked at his brother and Libao with surprise.

"So sweet!!"

He wanted to dip it again and let them have a taste, but Lin Zhao grabbed his wrist.

"That's enough," Lin Zhao said. "Have you washed your hands?"

Hengbao came back to his senses and gave her a flattering smile, "...I forgot."

He twisted his body and said, "The cake my mom made was so delicious, I couldn't resist. It smelled so good!"

As he spoke, his eyes remained fixed on the cake, his gaze determined, "This has to be the most delicious thing!!"

Lin Zhao reminded him calmly, "Last time you ate roast chicken, you said it was the most delicious thing."

Heng Bao retorted, "They're different. Roast chicken is meaty, and cake is sweet."

Lin Zhao: You are the birthday girl, you have the final say.

"...Cut the cake, little birthday girl."

Hengbao's sense of humor is very low today. Whenever someone calls him "little birthday boy", he will smile in a very meaningless way.

This will be it.

"Hehehe, how do you cut it?" he asked with a smile.

Yu Bao looked at his brother helplessly, wanting to ask him, "Are your cheeks not sore anymore?"

"Use a knife." Song Yunjin took out a kitchen knife.

Yu Bao reached out to take it, but Lin Zhao took it first, "Let me do it, both of you stay away."

As soon as she finished speaking, Gu's mother came over.

Seeing the bustling yard, his face was full of smiles.

"Milk!" Libao was the first to see his milk and shouted.

Yubao said, "The milk arrived just in time. We were about to cut the cake."

He looked behind Gu's mother, "Where's my grandfather?"

Mother Gu recalled the old man's cheesy words, and a look of embarrassment flashed across her face. "...Your grandfather is busy, don't worry about him, just cut it when necessary."

Yubao said "Okay" with a slightly disappointed look on his face, then said, "Hengbao and I will bring the cake to Grandpa later."

Hengbao exclaimed, "I just tasted it. The cake is so sweet and fragrant."

"Your mother got up early this morning and made this especially for you. She used a lot of good ingredients, how could it not be delicious?" Mother Gu smiled and touched her grandson's face with her rough hands. "Your mother is good to you, you two must be obedient."

The twins were almost tired of hearing this and nodded, "Yeah."

After everyone was gathered, Lin Zhao was surrounded by a group of children and they cut the cake. There was nothing fancy, just an ordinary cake-cutting ceremony.

After cutting it, a quarter was kept for the Lin family, a piece was left for Gu's father, and the rest was distributed to the children.

Not a very big portion, but not a small one either.

Yuanbao and his friends brought bowls and chopsticks when they came. The cakes were put into each family's bowl. The children looked at the cakes in the bowls and were very happy.

"What a huge piece!!"

"That's a lot. I can eat it for several days."

"I won't eat yet. I want to go back and eat with my brother."

…

A chirping sound was heard.

Lin Zhao listened to the soft and cheerful voices with a smile on her face. Children's happiness is so simple.

She felt that it was all worth it.

At least it left a touch of brightness in the children's childhood. When they recall these difficult years in the future, they will not only think of the endless firewood and wheat to be collected, the endless wheat to be dug, and the never-ending hunger... but also of this sweetness.

"If you want to save it, put the cake home first and come back later. There will be food later, all of which are the dishes you sent, so don't be embarrassed." Lin Zhao said.

Although the villagers were poor, they were not unkind. When they heard that Yu Bao's mother would provide meals, they did not let their children come empty-handed. Even the poorest families brought food with them.

——Etiquette unique to this era.

"Thank you, Aunt Lin!" the children thanked her obediently.

After saying goodbye to Yubao and Hengbao, they each took their bowls and went home, walking carefully, unlike their usual reckless behavior.

As soon as they left, the yard seemed bigger.

Lin Shichang looked at his nephew stuffing his mouth with cake and said with a smile, "Eat less. There will be more delicious food later."

Hengbao patted his belly and said, "My belly can hold it."

Tiedan agreed, "Yes, it can hold twice as much."

"What's one times?" Heng Bao looked at him.

Qianbao, with a few spots of cream on his cheeks, also looked over.

"One times means... that many more big cakes than the cake you have in your hand." Tiedan directly used cake as an example.

Hengbao thought Tiedan was telling a tongue twister, so he didn't understand and didn't bother to think about it. He just continued eating the cake.

Oh, it would be great if I could eat it every day, but unfortunately my mom says I can only eat it on my birthday.

Lin Shichang didn't hesitate any longer. He took the cake and the sweater his sister had knitted for his parents and prepared to leave.

Before he walked out of the Gu family yard, Lin Zhao suddenly called him.

Jog over.

He took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

"What?" Lin Shichang touched his trouser pocket.

Lin Zhao held his arm and warned him, "Don't touch it. Look at it at home. I won't be responsible if you lose this precious thing."

Lin Shichang smiled, met his sister's serious eyes, and promised, "Okay, I won't watch it. I'll watch it when we get home."

"Alright, go back." Lin Zhao waved back, then thought of Lin Shisheng and said, "If my second brother comes back, please send a message to me."

She was very worried about her second brother.

It's not safe outside, robbers are rampant. I heard that those people even dare to kill public officials.

"You don't have to tell me, this is certain." And the second brother's temper...

Lin Shichang said confidently, "Your second brother will definitely come to see you first when he returns."

He was 100 percent sure.

The second brother rarely goes out, and whenever he finds a way, he will get a lot of good things for Zhao Zhao.

Lin Zhao's eyebrows moved slightly, "That's right."

…

As soon as Lin Shichang stepped into the house, he received the "attention" of his family.

"How is it? Will Zhaozhao celebrate Yubao and Hengbao's birthday this year?" Lin Heling asked gently.

"Yes, it was quite a big one." Lin Shichang said as he drank the water his daughter Xibao brought to him. "Not only did I make the cake myself, but I also invited the kids who are close to Yu Bao and Heng Bao to our house... It was a lively birthday celebration for both of them. Don't worry, Dad."

Lin Heling was relieved. "Why should I worry? Zhao Zhao is already that old, she knows what's going on."

Boss Lin just listened to this.

Before he left, his father clearly told him that if Zhao Zhao didn't care, he should bring Yu Bao and Heng Bao back and he would make longevity noodles for them.

How long has it been? Less than half a day? It's gone by so fast.

Song Xiwei looked at what her eldest son brought back and asked, "What did you bring?"

"Cake, and the sweaters Zhaozhao knitted for you and my dad." Lin Shichang said.

Lin Heling immediately stood up and accurately found the two sweaters he brought back.

They are all black, with slight differences in the stitching, and feel extremely soft.

"Zhao Zhao is thoughtful." Lin Heling raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at the tattered cloth bag where his son's sweater was placed, and frowned slightly.