Zhou Meihua said: "Boss Xiao Hai... is already 10 years old, and he has been in the army for almost 30 years."

An Hua was even more surprised. "You are not yet forty? Your eldest son is already ten years old?"

Zhou Meihua smiled and said, "I am thirty-six years old. I got married at the age of fifteen and gave birth to my first child at the age of sixteen. But then Lao Shi went to fight in the war, and I gave birth to my second child five years later."

"Marry so early!"

"It was a little early, because my parents were dead at that time, and none of my brothers would be willing to raise you for nothing? So you had no choice but to get married. Fortunately, Lao Shi and I have children from neighboring families, so we know each other well."

Zhou Meihua smiled and said, "If it were in the countryside, my eldest son would have married and had children, and I might have become a grandmother."

An Hua smacked her lips, becoming a grandmother in her thirties...

"Mom, where is the shovel? I'm going to clean up the chicken manure in the chicken coop and spread it on the vegetable garden." Shi Xiaojiang walked over and asked politely but unfamiliarly.

Zhou Meihua stood up quickly, not knowing how to treat her son. After a long while, she said, "No, I'll take care of the housework. Go and play."

Shi Xiaojiang was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm already fifteen, how can I think about playing every day?"

For some reason, Zhou Meihua felt a lump in her throat.

She pushed Shi Xiaojiang out and said, "I told you not to worry about the housework. Go out and meet some people. There are many people in the family compound who are about your age. You will have classmates when school starts. Get to know them first."

With Zhou Meihua's insistence, Shi Xiaojiang finally walked out cautiously.

But after going out, he didn't know where to go.

He returned to his hometown when he was eleven years old. He also lived in this courtyard before, but those memories are already very distant.

Faced with an unfamiliar environment, Shi Xiaojiang felt a little at a loss.

He didn't know who to look for, and he couldn't go home, otherwise his mother would definitely ask him to come out again. Shi Xiaojiang simply found a corner and squatted there alone, planning to go home when it was getting dark.

After he left, Zhou Meihua wiped away her tears.

An Hua: "Sister Meihua..."

"I'm fine," Zhou Meihua waved her hands, "I just feel like my husband has become distant with me."

How can we not feel alienated after being separated for four whole days?

Of these four, each can meet at most once.

"In fact, I didn't agree to send my grandson to go at all. It's all Shi Weiguang's fault!" Zhou Meihua said bitterly, "He felt that he owed his parents, so he let my grandson go to fulfill his filial piety for him! I said nothing but he wouldn't listen, and I couldn't stop him!"

An Hua comforted him, "Don't be sad, luckily the person has arrived. I think the child is a little introverted, you may need to pay more attention to him."

Zhou Meihua nodded, "Of course, I don't let him do any housework. He just studies and plays."

An Hua: "In fact, if you order him to do something appropriately, it might be more conducive to building a closer relationship. Think about it, for Xiaojun and Xiaoshan, should you order them around when necessary, and never think about whether they will hate you when you beat or scold them?"

Zhou Meihua thought about it and realized it was true.

"In short, treat Xiao Jiang the same way you treat Xiao Jun and Xiao Shan. That's it."

Zhou Meihua felt that An Hua was right and secretly made up her mind to do as she said.

In the evening, Shi Xiaojiang came and immediately went to the kitchen to help her cook vegetables and chop meat. Zhou Meihua wanted to let him go, but she couldn't bear it when she saw how diligent her son was.

Finally, she said, "Xiao Jiang, just help me pull the bellows and light the fire."

In winter, it is a good job to make a fire and roast something at the same time.

Shi Xiaojiang shook his head and said, "Mom, I'll cook, you light the fire."

A fifteen-year-old child can cook quite well, which shows that he has cooked a lot in his hometown.

Zhou Meihua asked: "Do you often cook for your grandparents at home?"

Shi Xiaojiang said "hmm".

Zhou Meihua said dryly: "I won't ask you to do it when I get home. Mom is here."

Just at this moment, Shi Xiaojun came in from outside. There was a very obvious hole in his cotton jacket, and the snow-white cotton was leaking out.

Zhou Meihua was furious, "How did you do that? This is a new cotton-padded jacket I made today! You idiot, I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

Shi Xiaojun was used to it. He ran around in circles in the yard, shouting, "I didn't break it on purpose. I accidentally hooked it when I was climbing the tree. Mom, mom, I was wrong, don't hit me!"

For a moment, there was chaos again.

Shi Xiaojiang looked at Shi Xiaojun being chased by Zhou Meihua with some envy.

Suddenly, Shi Xiaojun ran towards Shi Xiaojiang, hid behind him, stuck his head out and made faces at Zhou Meihua, "You can't hit me, you can't hit me, lelelele..."

Zhou Meihua was afraid of hurting Shi Xiaojiang by mistake, so she didn't dare to act rashly.

Shi Xiaojun simply jumped onto Shi Xiaojiang's back and let Shi Xiaojiang carry him out.

Shi Xiaojiang did as he was told in a daze.

Shi Xiaojun escaped right under Zhou Meihua's nose.

"Hahahahaha cough cough cough..." Shi Xiaojun laughed a few times, but his throat was stuck and he started coughing again.

After he had stopped coughing, he patted Shi Xiaojiang on the shoulder and said, "Good brother, from today on, you are my real brother. We don't ask to be born on the same day, month and year, but we ask to die on the same day, month and year!"

"Ah?" Shi Xiaojiang was so annoyed by Shi Xiaojun that he didn't even care about being sad.

They are brothers.

His own brother...seems a little silly.