Taking care of such a child is not only physically demanding, but also mentally exhausting.
He Zaizhou couldn't help but sigh, looking at the two people in front of him, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Some of the women in the family say they're willing to help, but secretly they're always trying to find out how much the subsidy will actually be.
They counted on their fingers how many years this money would last.
What if we actually need the money?
Save on your own food and clothing, and use toothpaste until you can't squeeze any more out.
Even with such careful budgeting, what the child will ultimately receive may not even be a fraction of what was initially promised.
The factory never dared to gamble on such matters, let alone make the slightest mistake in the resettlement of the martyrs' descendants.
But what if Shen Zhiyu and Su Qingzhi, as a couple, took the initiative to propose adoption...
He Zaizhou immediately felt at ease.
These two people exude honesty from the inside out; they speak frankly and take responsibility in their actions.
Especially Su Qingzhi's parents, they are truly admirable.
Back then, without hesitation, they donated all their savings to the factory.
This kind of vision and magnanimity is not something that ordinary people possess.
"yes!"
Before the political commissar could finish speaking, Shen Zhiyu spoke up decisively.
“My husband and I love Zhenzhen from the bottom of our hearts. This child is gentle and quiet, but he is so endearing. My Zhouzhou also plays with him every day. He smiles as soon as he sees Zhenzhen. The two children get along like siblings.”
"Political Commissar, rest assured, once Zhenzhen enters my family, he is my own son, Shen Zhiyu's son. I will never let him suffer the slightest grievance. Whatever he eats, my whole family will eat; if anyone bullies him, my wife and I will be the first to object! If the organization is still not at ease, they can come and investigate at any time. He can even stay at my house; we will have no objections!"
These words were definitely not something he said casually.
In fact, the couple had been discussing this matter all night, unable to sleep.
They knew very well that adoption was not child's play, nor was it something that could be decided on a whim.
This is a responsibility you'll have to bear for a lifetime.
He Zaizhou slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Su Qingzhi.
She was staring at him expectantly, afraid that a single sentence from him would negate all her expectations.
Without her saying a word or explaining anything, He Zaizhou knew that she was serious.
"You two already have children of your own."
He Zaizhou's tone became a bit somber.
"Your baby is due in a few months. Raising one child is hard enough, let alone two. You, as a woman, will have to keep an eye on them day and night. Once Zhiyu recovers and returns to the team, he'll be on his own when a factory assignment comes up. You'll have to handle everything at home, big and small. Three children, elderly parents to care for, and young children to raise—can you manage?"
"Are you really sure? Don't make a decision on a whim just because you're feeling soft-hearted now. When things really get tough, the kids are crying non-stop, you don't have enough money, and you can't get a full night's sleep, it will be too late to regret it then."
This is why, in military families like theirs, almost all the household chores fall on the shoulders of the women.
He Zaizhou knew that Su Qingzhi was a good comrade.
But he knew even better that behind this "goodness" lay countless hardships unseen by ordinary people.
Therefore, he felt that he had to have a proper talk with Su Qingzhi.
Su Qingzhi listened quietly.
"Political Commissar, this isn't a spur-of-the-moment decision. These past few days, I've been thinking about it day and night. When I lie in bed with my eyes closed, all I can think about is how to take care of Zhenzhen and how to make him happy. I really... want to be Zhenzhen's mother. It's not out of pity; it's a genuine desire to give him a home."
There was not a trace of hesitation in her eyes.
It's clear that this wasn't just a casual remark to comfort her, nor was it a reluctant agreement made to please her husband.
He Zaizhou remained silent for a moment.
“I need to report this matter truthfully to my superiors and follow the proper procedures; I can't act recklessly. But the most crucial point is whether Zhenzhen himself is willing. He is the child of a martyr, and he also has his own dignity and right to choose. If he shakes his head, we will absolutely not force him, and we won't say another word. Do you understand?”
Su Qingzhi nodded.
"I understand. The child's feelings are the most important."
When Zhenzhen heard that Su Qingzhi and Shen Zhiyu wanted to adopt him, he froze on the spot.
He dared not believe it, yet dared not disbelieve it.
That auntie from yesterday was so kind.
She spoke softly, afraid of startling him.
The food smelled so good that he swallowed hard, and she gently patted his head.
That noon, Su Qingzhi fried a small egg pancake.
She smiled and handed him the first piece, blowing on it several times before gently placing it in his hand.
After his parents passed away, no one had ever treated him like this.
My father came home for the last time in his military uniform, smiling and saying, "Wait for me to come back," but he never returned.
Later, he was taken care of in shifts in the factory compound.
But no one would gently touch his head, no one would ask him "Are you cold?" or "Are you scared?"
He was thinking at that moment: How wonderful it would be if Aunt Su were my mother.
In that way, I would also be a child with a family and love.
He slept very soundly that night.
In his dream, someone threw mud at him and laughed at him, calling him a "wild child" and saying "nobody wants him."
But in that instant, a figure suddenly appeared and pulled him into a tight embrace.
"Don't be afraid, Mom is here."
At that moment, his tears stopped.
But I couldn't see my mother's face clearly no matter how hard I tried.
He cried out in his dream in desperation, reaching out to grab and touch, and finally, the face slowly became clear.
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