"Jiang Xin, come quickly." Liu Afang stood at the door and waved at Qiao Jiangxin.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Qiao Jiangxin asked.

Liu Afang was very happy and smiled from ear to ear.

Second Sister Liu stood beside her and said to Qiao Jiangxin, "Your uncle and aunt are cooking. Let's go to your second uncle's house for tea first and come up later."

As they were talking, Qiao Youcai had already come out with some gifts for New Year's greetings, and Liu Tielang followed behind him with his hands behind his back.

My second uncle Liu Guohua lives at the end of the village. As he walked, Liu Tielang talked about Liu Guohua’s two little grandsons, who were naughty and cute, just like monkeys.

Qiao Jiangxin smiled and said, "Second aunt is taking care of so many children by herself, and she has to clean up the house. Isn't she exhausted?"

Liu Tielang was a little surprised. "Why bother? Do you care about the children? Don't the children in this village grow up on their own?"

Just call them to come when it’s time to eat, and let them go to sleep by themselves. At night, get them some water to wipe their faces and wash their feet. Isn’t that just a matter of convenience? ”

Qiao Jiangxin was stunned for a moment. She had forgotten that this was the 1980s, not her past life.

Parents in later generations will do their best to take care of their children, so children will always ask for more, and parents will be more tired in order to satisfy them, but nowadays, children are basically left to their own devices.

For a generation like my grandpa, with 100 hours of energy, it would be good if they could give their children 10 or 20 hours, they can't guarantee anything.

There is no guarantee that the child will not be cold, nor that the child will not be hungry, or even that the child can survive.

The older generation lived in difficult conditions, and it was normal for two babies to die out of five. It was normal for a baby to starve to death due to lack of milk in the cradle, and it was normal for a baby to die from illness due to a cold or flu. When the baby grew up, it was normal for the baby to fall into the water or die from falling from a height. No matter how many children were born, there were always a few who were lucky enough to survive.

By the time Qiao Youcai was the eldest of the generations, everyone's living conditions had improved, and parents had more energy to devote to their children, basically ensuring that the children would not go hungry or cold. The adults looked after them more, and the older brothers took care of their younger sisters, and the older sisters took care of their younger brothers. Most of them survived, but as for their education, that was left to fate.

By the time Qiao Jiangxin's generation came around, the amount of attention that could be paid to children was already in their sixties or seventies. When it came to eating well, parents would start to consider nutritional balance, and when it came to dressing warmly, it was standard for them to study and go to school. The whole family would even prepare for the college entrance examination for their children.

As for Chen Zhi (Qiao Jiangxin’s son in the previous life), when they were parents, they had to ensure their children’s emotions and hobbies, academics, companionship, psychology, emotions, body, soul, nutrition, ideas, environment, communication, various safety, negative guidance...........................The following one thousand words are omitted.

This is why many old people in later generations complained, "What's so difficult about raising children? When we were young, we could raise three, four, four or five children without any problem. Why is it that raising a child is such a huge problem nowadays?"

Because that was what parents wanted in their time: give them something to eat, whatever they were given, as long as they were alive.

In later generations, this meal not only had to suit the child's appetite, but also had to be varied, nutritionally balanced, easy to digest, and good for the stomach. In order to get the child to eat more, parents would even want to pick the stars in the sky to coax the child.

Similarly, children in later generations asked for more, and gradually a reverse phenomenon occurred.

The older generation acts as waiters, waiting for their children to say thank you.

Many of the younger generations were waiting for 㫅齂 to say sorry.

A sadness flashed across Qiao Jiang's eyes. In her previous life, she had been too dependent on Chen Zhi, and as a result, she raised an ungrateful person who would fight back against her.

Now she also understands a truth: parents should not spoil their children too much, so that the children they raise will know when to stop.

Liu Afang didn't notice that her daughter was in a low mood. She listened to her mother muttering about the children and winked at Qiao Youcai, who pressed his pocket and nodded.