Chapter 272: Rapid Control of the Entire Street
The next morning, there was a hazy white mist outside the window, which was the cold air that had accumulated overnight.
Chu Dai and Gu Qinglie got up at five o'clock. Their biological clocks were very accurate.
Gu Qinglie went to the military canteen to get his meal, and Chu Dai heated the milk in a pot.
Old Qin made all the arrangements very well. The four kids all ordered fresh milk, which was no different from what they had in Nanyang.
Gu Qingqing slept until half past six, and her hand consciously reached to the side.
The man sitting on the bed leaning against the headboard laughed and said, "Awake?"
"Yeah." Gu Qingqing put her hand on his thigh and looked up at him: "Are you hungry? I'll go make some breakfast. I bought flour yesterday and I can knead the dough and cook noodles."
She supported the man's legs and tried to get up.
"My second brother has gone to the cafeteria to get food, so you don't have to cook." Chu Dai held her waist and let her lean on him, tangling her black hair with his white fingertips: "The milk is warm in the pot, they can drink it when they wake up."
He turned off the fire when the water boiled, because the heat could not escape because the pot was covered.
"Where are godfather and Ah Sui?" When Gu Qingqing heard that she didn't have to cook, she snuggled back into his arms to enjoy the warmth, yawning continuously.
"Godfather and Ah Sui are eating in the cafeteria, don't worry, they should be back for lunch at noon." Chu Dai leaned over and kissed her forehead: "Sleep a little longer, it's cold in the morning."
Gu Qingqing nodded dazedly, hugged his waist, buried her head in his neck, and soon fell asleep again.
Little Xingxing woke up earlier than his sister. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met his father's dark eyes. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then he got up and put on his clothes.
No communication throughout the process.
Chu Dai thought it was quite interesting. There were four kids in the family. The eldest and the youngest were talkative and not to mention arrogant. Sometimes they were just little scoundrels.
Only Sanzai speaks only a few words a day and is not very keen on cakes and snacks. He will take them if you give them to him, but will not make a fuss if you don't.
Chu Dai and Gu Qingqing seldom acted like parents in front of the four kids. Most of the time they did not treat them as children. When ordering food in a state-owned restaurant, they would let them order what they liked, and when Gu Qingqing bought food, she would always ask the kids what they wanted to eat.
There is rarely any parental discretion in their home. Even though Gu Qingqing is worried that the kids will hurt their teeth if they eat too much candy, she doesn't really take away all the sweets.
They just turned a blind eye to the fact that they tricked grandpa and uncle into buying snacks.
Chu Dai didn't have any requirements for his children. It didn't mean that the children of the Chu family had to follow their father's path. They could do whatever they wanted.
"Dad." Little Xingxing took the sweater and coat from the bedside, put it on and said to him, "Grandma."
He waved to his little son who was standing on the quilt at the end of the bed: "Come here."
Little Star walked towards him slowly.
He also did not forget to avoid his mother's legs under the quilt.
Chu Dai put his left foot on the floor, his right leg slightly bent and placed on the edge of the bed, with his legs open.
Gu Qingqing hugged his waist and lay in his arms.
The man put his right hand around his wife's waist and extended his left hand towards his son.
Little Star held his big hand and sat on his left leg.
"Will you let mother and sister wake up so we can eat together?" he asked softly.
Little Xingxing glanced at her mother who was sleeping soundly on her father's right shoulder and nodded.
The father and son looked at each other in silence.
Chu Dai found that this little guy looked really like Gousheng, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes.
Little Xingxing pursed her lips and faced the amusement and scrutiny in her father's eyes calmly.
After a while, the man asked him, "Is there anything I can help you with?" He was going to a department store today, so he asked hello first, lest the young man go there without saying anything.
Little Star thought for a moment and said, "Chirp, Lubansuo."
"Uncle promised to buy you a Luban lock?" The man smiled and said, "Okay."
Silence again.
The room was very quiet, with only the sound of a woman's light breathing.
Little Xingxing sat on his father's lap, waiting for his mother and sister to wake up.
Chu Dai leaned his head against the headboard, chin slightly raised, and glanced at his calm little son.
He was not like his brothers, who would twist and turn as if there were nails under their buttocks if they sat down for a while, and could not stay still.
He suddenly became a little curious about what Gousheng looked like when he was a child.
There is no need to think about Gu Qinglie and his wife. The brother and sister are both noisy and naughty.
I haven't heard much from Goudan and Qingqing about Gu Canyang's childhood.
The coal stove in the room had been extinguished long ago. Seeing that his son was not wearing socks, he slightly lifted the quilt, stuffed the kid between him and Gu Qingqing, and let him sit alone.
Gu Qingqing was awakened by the movements of the father and son. She rubbed her eyes and asked hoarsely, "What time is it?"
"It's five past seven." The man looked at his watch and saw his son staring at it, so he simply stretched out his wrist and casually placed it on the little star's leg.
"Solve it yourself."
The man's wrist bones were thin and white, the light blue veins on his arms were clearly visible, and a faint purple could be seen.
Little Xingxing didn't hesitate and unfastened the silver clasp with her little hands, looking serious.
Gu Qingqing got up from the man's arms, stepped onto the bed, walked past the legs of the father and son, found some thicker clothes from the luggage bag and went to the bathroom to change.
Chu Dai leaned lazily against the head of the bed, letting the young man untie his watch without any intention of helping.
Although Little Star is quiet, he is now at an age of exploring everything with curiosity.
Snacks and candies are very tempting to pride, and these little stars like them very much.
Just like Tuantuan used to like listening to his uncle and Grandpa Qin talk about history and politics, Niannian liked to sneak into the room where Grandpa played sand table simulations.
The interests of the little guys occasionally overlap, but they are also very different.
"Click——" the watch buckle was unfastened, making a crisp sound.
Gu Qingqing just happened to push the door open and Jiaojiao was also woken up.
"Baoer?" She found her daughter's clothes from the luggage bag, opened the quilt and took the little girl out from under the quilt: "Get up and eat."
Jiaojiao was not fully awake yet and tilted his head to look at his brother who was sitting on the bed playing with his watch.
Chu Dai lay on the bed with his head supported by one hand and looked at him, "What time is it now?"
Little Star, who was studying his watch, remained calm: "Seven o'clock."
Chu Dai raised his eyebrows slightly: "How many minutes?"
"...10 points." The young man hesitated for a moment.
He didn't know how to read a clock yet, and he knew it was seven o'clock because his father had just told him.
Chu Dai glanced at the dial and knew that the kid was just guessing. He said helplessly, "It's 7:12 now."
Surprisingly, the little guy guessed it almost right.
Gu Qingqing was dressing her daughter. She couldn't help laughing when she heard the conversation between the father and son. "Stop playing and go eat first. The list I made last night is on the bedside table. Take it."
"Hmm? Okay." The man stood up and casually put the folded note on the bedside table into his pocket. He then bent down to find his son's little shoes and put them on him.
The family of four went downstairs reluctantly. Tuantuan and Niannian had already finished their breakfast and were watching TV. Gu Qinglie was holding a newspaper in his left hand and eating a cornmeal steamed bun in his right hand.
"Are you up?" he asked casually, "Did you heat the four cups of milk in the pot?"
"Yes." Chu Dai pulled out a chair, held his son and sat down next to him. He turned around and glanced at the kids lying on the sofa watching TV: "Did Tuan Tuan drink it every year?"
"Drink it," Gu Qinglie put the newspaper on the table, "They will go to school after the New Year, and they need to buy notebooks and pencils."
Goudan cares very much about his nephews.
After all, he grew up under my watch, and we had a revolutionary friendship where we slept in the same bed and ate snacks in the bedroom together.
"Qingqing made a list, take a look." Chu Dai took out the note from his pocket and gave it to him, then took the warm milk next to him and stuffed the small enamel cup into his son's hand.
The little Xingxing sitting in his arms was really hungry. She stopped playing with her watch and drank slowly from the enamel cup with both hands.
Jiaojiao was placed on a chair by her mother. She was chewing a broken cornmeal bun in her hand. The way she ate was somewhat similar to that of her uncle.
Today's breakfast in the military academy cafeteria was cornmeal steamed buns, pickled vegetables, millet porridge and mixed-grain pancakes.
Gu Qingqing took out a few bowls from the kitchen, scooped a bowl of millet porridge and handed it to the man, and put a spoon into the bowl.
Chu Dai scooped a spoonful and blew it to cool it down, "Drink some porridge, dear."
Little Star put down the half-drunk milk and opened his mouth obediently.
After he finished half a bowl of rice, the man stuffed half a steamed bun into his mouth and said, "Go to your brother."
Little Star finished the last half cup of milk, held the steamed bun in his left hand and his watch in his right hand, and slowly went to look for his brothers.
Chu Dai snorted and looked away.
Gu Qingqing asked Goudan, "Have you drunk the porridge?" She pretended to serve him some.
"Drink, drink, don't worry about me." Gu Qinglie looked at her long list and asked sincerely, "Do we have enough industrial coupons? Is my bicycle still useful, girl?"
Gu Qingqing rolled her eyes and said, "It's enough. It's just a sewing machine. What's the big deal?"
“Can you use it?”
"Won't I learn?" she asked.
"Okay." Gu Qinglie bit his steamed bun and said vaguely, "I'll get it back for you."
Gu Qingqing served herself a bowl of millet porridge and fed her daughter first before eating herself.
"That's more like it."
At eight o'clock, the family of seven went out in a mighty procession.
The weather is nice today. The sun is shining brightly, which has dispelled some of the chill.
Tuantuan can walk by himself every year without being led or carried. Jiaojiao likes to run around and follows his brothers until he is sweating profusely.
Little Xingxing was lifted up by his uncle and sat on his thick shoulders. Gu Qinglie held his calves with both hands and said, "Hold on tight to your uncle's neck, don't let go."
He was afraid that the kid would fall backwards, but he wouldn't fall, as he held onto his legs firmly. He was just worried that he would fall backwards and injure his spine.
Children are vulnerable in every way.
This is a long alley with a lot of people on the street. What surprised Gu Qingqing was that there was a state-owned vegetable store.
In Nanyang, it is a market, not a state-owned market, but a collective market run by the production team.
Gu Qinglie looked at the buildings on both sides and couldn't help smacking his lips: "This state-owned vegetable restaurant is in a great location."
"It's good." Gu Qingqing followed the three running children absentmindedly, "The location is good, in the middle of the long street, not far from the military compound. Usually there should be a lot of people coming to buy vegetables."
There are a lot of people here now, some even come with basins to buy tofu.
As soon as Chu Dai heard it, he knew that the brother and sister were not saying the same thing, so he waited for what to say next.
As expected, Goudan grinned: "If the enemy sneaks in, give me a machine gun, I can lie on the roof of the state-owned vegetable store and quickly control the entire street without even needing reinforcements."
What a great place.
Gu Qingqing: "..."
Seeing her speechless expression, Chu Dai couldn't help laughing out loud.
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