Gu He got married.
Zhou Suisui was also very happy for her. At least now it seemed that Yang Cheng had all the good conditions.
I hope she will live a happy life in the future.
Today, Zhou Suisui plans to make some dumplings with leeks and eggs. The leeks in the garden are the last crop of the year. Once we eat them, they will be gone because the weather is cold.
The eldest and second child are about to have their holidays, and the third child is still young and can go to school in two years.
After the dumplings were cooked, Zhou Suisui asked Da Wa to send a small bowl to Gu's father and mother as usual.
It’s not that Zhou Suisui is very filial and attentive.
But my family usually eats well, so sending some food to the old couple is just a matter of convenience. I only send it once every three to five days.
Gu Jingheng is not at home, and since I live nearby, it’s okay for me to take care of him from time to time.
I go back to my parents' home every now and then. There's nothing much to do at home all day anyway.
Life is so boring and leisurely every year. The money Gu Jingheng sends back every month is thrown into the space. The thing he lacks the least now is money.
Sanwa slept with his brothers. One morning, when Zhou Suisui woke up, she saw the boy coming to her with his head down, holding his butt.
"What's wrong? Did Big Boy and Second Boy beat you?" Zhou Suisui said as if it was normal.
Fighting between brothers is a sign of love and scolding is a sign of care. As long as it is not excessive, Zhou Suisui will not interfere in their affairs.
Let children solve their own problems, so that their relationship will be better.
"It's not mother." Sanwa said in a low voice.
"Mom, I told you not to hit me." Sanwa said in a baby voice.
"Tell me what's wrong." Zhou Suisui would never be fooled by this kid.
"Yes, mom, I, I wet the bed." Sanwa said embarrassedly, holding his butt with one hand, his little face flushed.
Zhou Suisui lowered his head and looked at him, finding it quite interesting.
Think about it, Sanwa is only three years old, and the knowledge he was taught before was just early education content.
It is normal for a three-year-old child to wet the bed, and I don’t want to say anything to him when he is one year old.
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