An earthquake caused Jiang Shanshan's originally well-off family of three to transmigrate to the impoverished 1970s.
On the left was their son crying for food in her arms, and on the righ...
The two people on the other end of the phone looked at each other, and saw a look of relief in each other's eyes.
"I will register at your school next week. You and Xiao Xu must come to see me then. Do you hear me?" Wu Fanyou said at this time.
Jiang Shanshan couldn't help but chuckle at the childishness in his words and agreed, "Okay, okay, we'll definitely come to see you then."
The three of them chatted on the phone for almost half an hour before hanging up.
At six o'clock, Zhang Jinguo came back in the car driven by Uncle Zeng.
When the two met, Zhang Jinguo asked her about some things at school.
She repeated to him exactly what she had said to Wu Fanyou and the others.
After hearing her say that she was doing well in school, Zhang Jinguo dropped the topic.
At seven o'clock, the Zhang family started dinner on time.
Everyone was at the dinner table except Xu Shike.
While having dinner tonight, Jiang Shanshan discovered that her son seemed to be particularly fond of sticking to her.
Even when eating, he still needs to be fed by his mother.
Jiang Shanshan usually advocates that he feed himself.
The little guy is also quite good. Although he eats everywhere, he has maintained this good habit.
Jiang Shanshan was a little surprised that the little guy asked her to feed him today.
When the three old men nearby saw this, their faces showed their sympathy for the child.
"You two have been away from home for a week. Xiao Dudu is using this incident to express that he misses you." Old Mrs. Zhong said while touching Xiao Dudu's head with heartache.
After listening to this, Jiang Shanshan looked at her son who was opening his mouth waiting for her to feed him, and the pain in her heart immediately softened.
After taking a bite of food, little Dudu suddenly tugged at her clothes, and said seriously with a look on his face, "Mom, I want to eat the cookies you made. Xiaofei's mom made them for him."
When Jiang Shanshan heard this unfamiliar name, he immediately looked towards Old Lady Zhong.
Mrs. Zhong smiled and explained, "Xiao Fei is the kid next door."
"Mom, please make cookies for me too." Little Dudu said again with a serious face.
Jiang Shanshan looked at his son, who rarely asked him for anything, smiled, nodded and agreed, "Okay, after dinner, I'll make you some cookies."
After getting the promise from his mother, little Dudu immediately raised his hands and shouted happily, "That's great, that's great, Mom is the best."
The other people at the table saw the happy smile on his fat face and started laughing too.
After dinner, Jiang Shanshan naturally kept his promise and took Xiao Dudu outside to fetch a pile of yellow mud.
The mother and son started playing with mud in the yard.
It was the little guy’s first time playing in mud and he was quite happy.
After a while, the little chubby face was covered with mud, just like a little cat.
When Xu Shike came back, he saw his wife and children playing in the mud in the yard.
"Dad, Dad, play." The little guy was the first to see his father coming back in the night, and now he was happily waving his chubby little hands covered in mud at him and shouting.
Xu Shike walked over with a smile, looked at his son who was covered in mud, and smiled at his wife who was cleaning something and asked, "Shanshan, what are you doing?"
"Your son wants to eat baked cookies, but there are no ovens for sale now, and the ovens in the mall cannot be used, so I thought of making an oven here. How about it? Take a look at mine and see if it's okay?" She held out the half-finished product and let him take a good look.