It turns out that keeping things balanced is a technical job, and she really doesn't have the ability to do it.

I don’t know how families with several children cope with it. Are their parents so skilled in keeping the balance?

Jianshu thought about it. When the eldest child wanted to be held, the second child had to be held too. He could barely hold one in each hand, but two children was considered rare these days. The minimum number of children in a family was three or four. What should he do with the remaining two? Hang one around his neck? Carry another on his back?

Thinking of that picture, she couldn't help but shudder.

Forget it, she won’t be able to enjoy the blessing of having many children, so she might as well just have one.

People are biased, and she can't treat everyone equally. One child is best, so that she can give her all her love.

Jianshu, who grew up in the wholehearted love of her parents, hopes that her children can also have complete love that does not need to be shared with others.

In the moment when Jianshu was distracted, his thoughts flew far away, but he was soon called back by a familiar voice.

"Cough cough, it's so spicy!" Tiedan ate the snails too fast and accidentally choked on the soup. He quickly turned his head away and started coughing repeatedly.

Jian Shu quickly poured him a glass of water, helped him breathe easier, and waited until his coughing subsided before handing him the water. "Drink slowly, don't rush."

Tiedan felt better after drinking a large glass of water. Seeing the tears in his eyes, Jianshu advised: "If you can't get used to it, don't eat it. Try eel and loach. They're not that spicy."

Snails are delicious only when they are spicy enough, so she put more chili peppers. In addition, the tails of the snails were cut off, so the snail meat inside absorbed the soup and became more flavorful.

"No, this one is delicious, I want to eat more!" Tiedan shook his head. His mouth was tingling with spiciness, but he couldn't help wanting to eat more.

He loves to eat and eats a lot, just like the kids in later generations who eat spicy strips while saying it’s spicy. Is this also hereditary?

Jianshu couldn't stop him and could only helplessly ask him to restrain himself a little, and then went to see if the mung bean soup in the pot was cooked.

The freshly cooked mung bean soup was hot. Jianshu served a portion of it and prepared to chill the rest with well water. In the absence of ice cubes, this was the only way to cool it down quickly.

"The mung bean soup is ready. One bowl for each person. Don't fight over it. Be careful of the heat when drinking." Jianshu scooped up the mung bean soup with a spoon, and the children held their bowls and waited obediently.

"Thank you, sister!" Lele, who was the first to drink the mung bean soup, thanked Jianshu very politely.

Jianshu responded with a smile, "You're welcome!"

The children behind also followed suit, and each of them did not forget to thank Jianshu.

Soon everyone had a bowl of steaming mung bean soup in front of them. Unable to resist the temptation, the children puffed up their mouths and blew air into it, hoping to cool it down quickly. The greedy ones leaned over the bowls, taking small sips, their eyes narrowed in delight like little mice that had stolen some fish.

Eels and loaches are easy to eat, but river snails are more difficult to eat. Not everyone can chew river snails well, and some people can't chew them out no matter how hard they try.

Looking at the children who were fighting with the snails, their faces flushed with anxiety and they didn't know what to do, Jianshu took out the partner for eating snails - toothpicks - before they became irritable and lost their patience.

This is how many people who don't know how to pronounce snails pronounce it!

Without toothpicks, they couldn't enjoy the deliciousness of the snail meat at all, which was a great loss of joy.

Although this would mean losing the joy of eating conchs, they don’t care. What can be put into the mouth is the most real thing.

With the toothpick, the fighting power increased dramatically. The snail meat in the basin was eaten up at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming piles of shells on the table.

Of course, while eating the conches, they would also treat the other dishes equally, and the bowl of water was very evenly served.

Eating eels, loaches, snails and drinking mung bean soup is so delicious!

The little kids even imitated the adults in toasting and shouting, "Let's drink if we're brothers!"

The contrast of this little adult look was quite strong. Jianshu tried to hold back his laughter and couldn't help but go into the room to take out his camera and take several photos.

These are all precious life materials. When her memory museum opens in the future, there will definitely be a large group of tourists surrounding this photo and laughing.

Sharing happiness with others is worse than enjoying it alone. As a generous person, she must make everyone happy together.

And as for Tiedan, when he gets married, she will definitely make an album of his childhood photos and give it to him as a wedding gift. He will definitely be very "surprised" then.

As we ate, drank and laughed, the food on the table slowly disappeared and today's dinner was gradually coming to an end.

Happiness is always short-lived, but good memories will remain deep in our minds.

Perhaps many years later, when these children think of today, they will not be able to help but make some eels, loaches and snails, and then sigh and say that they can never get back the taste of their childhood.

And Jianshu, the big sister, may leave a trace deep in their memory, or maybe they will forget it in a few years. The future is uncertain, who can say for sure?

After the dinner, Tiedan, with his bulging belly, rushed to clean up the mess with his younger brothers.

There is strength in numbers. Those who wiped the table wiped the table, those who swept the floor swept the floor, and those who washed the dishes washed the dishes. Jianshu didn't even have to get involved, and everything was cleaned up.

It was getting late, and after packing up, a group of children left one after another.

Jianshu sent the last child away and returned to the living room. He patted Tiedan's head, who refused to leave, and asked with a smile, "How was it? Are you happy today?"

"I'm happy. I wish it could happen a few more times!" Tiedan, who was walking around to digest his food, nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but look forward to it.

"A few more times? Do you want to tire me to death?" Jian Shu rolled her eyes at him unhappily. Although she had helpers, she still had a lot to do. It was tiring, okay?

"Hehe, beautiful sister, you have worked hard today. Tiedan will give you a back massage!" Tiedan ran behind Jianshu and massaged her back very skillfully. It was obvious that he did it often.

Jian Shu instructed without hesitation, "Go a little further to the right. Yes, right there. Use more force."

Tiedan started pounding with his little fists, almost injuring Jianshu internally.

"Hiss—be gentle!" The brat's strength is getting stronger and stronger.

Seeing that he was serving him attentively, giving him water when he was thirsty and massaging his back when he was tired, Jianshu stopped teasing him and fulfilled his wish.

"Once a year at most, no more than that." This frequency is not unusual, and it won't be too tiring, it's just right.

"Great, sister, you are so nice, sister, you are the best!" Tiedan cheered happily.

He didn't understand why, although he had eaten a lot of eels and loaches before, he felt that today's eels and loaches were the most delicious he had ever eaten.

If you like it, of course you can come more often.

Now Jianshu agreed, even though it was only once a year, he did not get too demanding and was not satisfied. After cheering for a while, he began to look forward to next year's dinner.

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