Xiao Ping'an has been very upset recently.
His mother said she would accompany him during the holidays, but she was so busy that she was never seen.
His father promised to take him hunting during the New Year, but he ended up following his mother to do some volunteer work.
And he...
While watching his friends in the west wing reading books with great interest, he was guarding the door miserably.
"well……"
When Old Lady Cheng came over, she heard the child sighing and she quickened her pace in fear: "What's wrong? Do you want to go out and play? I'll ask your uncles to take you out to play."
Xiao Pingan smiled and shook his head: "The adults are busy with work, so let's not do it."
"Ah, our baby is so sensible. Then can grandma take you out to visit relatives?"
The little person imitated his father, holding up his hands and supporting his arms: "It's cold outside, the ground is covered with ice, I'm worried about grandma going out."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Cheng smiled with relief.
"Grandma, please sit on this stool. My grandma said she'd take me to the theater tonight. Do you want to come?"
"Forget it tonight. I have to wait for your mother to come back and talk to her about something."
Ping An didn't ask what was going on. He looked at her worriedly, "My mom is very busy. She always comes home very late. She has to go to work before dawn. Can you wait for her to come back?"
The old lady knew the child had forgotten: "Yesterday was your mother's last day at work. She must have been able to come back early in the evening."
Ping An was overjoyed, his eyes wide in disbelief. "Really? That's great! I miss my mom so much, but I can't tell her and make her worry."
The old lady touched his forehead lovingly and said, "You should have rested yesterday. You'll be back today after finishing up. Wait for your mother to come back and ask your great-grandmother to keep you company."
Ping An tilted his head and thought for a moment, then beckoned her to lower her head and whispered in her ear, "Will my dad be back too? I want them to take me ice skating in the alley."
The old lady nodded repeatedly: "No problem, while your grandfather is away on business, you can stay there for a few days. Grandma will have someone clean up first and light up the kang."
"Grandma, you are really my good grandma! I love you so much. Can we go there together? There are many rooms there, enough for us to live in."
How could Mrs. Cheng leave? Besides, the three of them could have more fun: "Next time, the weather is so cold, I'll go when it's warmer now that I'm old."
Ping An thought about it and it made sense - if he fell, it would be broken.
Zhou Jiao had just finished a multi-day mission that day, and after handing over her work, she didn't bother chatting with anyone else, rushing home. Her father had gone on a business trip to the southwest, and everyone else had their own work to do, leaving her son as a left-behind child. Seeing him curled up on her kang last night, she felt a pang of sadness.
When I think of the note my child wrote: Mom, remember to hold me to sleep at night.
Zhou Jiao began to consider finding a relaxing job with a regular commute after graduation. Not to mention the upcoming baby, she couldn't let go of her safety.
When the child grows up and the situation improves, she can still work hard. There is no need to neglect the child for work. Especially when the child is so sweet and sensible.
As soon as she entered the house, Zhou Jiao heard the old lady and the children laughing loudly. When she walked to the door and looked out, she also laughed heartily.
——The children were seen singing in chorus while knocking on their lunch boxes and washbasins, and her son Ping An even raised his hands to clap and conduct.
Zhou Jiao stood beside the old lady with a smile on her face, clapping along to the beat.
When the song ended, Ping An looked at her with a smile on his face.
Zhou Jiao gave him a thumbs-up. "Great! You're all great! I'll prepare some small drums for you to play tomorrow. You'll definitely win a big prize on Children's Day next year."
"Auntie, really? That's great."
"Auntie, I like the bugle."
"It's good to hang the drum on your waist and beat it while dancing."
"That's for little girls to play with. I don't like it."
"If you don't like it, ask your mom for it. Why ask my sister Jiaojiao?"
"Who is your sister? That's my aunt."
"You are shameless..."
Zhou Jiao was about to pick up her son, but before she could reply, she saw the children quarreling. She was immediately startled and hurriedly coaxed them, "All of them, all of you. You are all good children, you can't quarrel."
Mo Xiaobei, the clever little girl, rubbed against her side and said, "Aunt, we have a small drum at home, and my mom thinks it's too noisy. Will you chase us away from here in the future?"
Zhou Jiao patted the little girl's head in amusement and said, "Except for break time, you are always welcome to come and play."
When the little girl heard this, she immediately turned around and put her hands on her hips: "Stand up, at ease!"
All of a sudden, the children in the room straightened up and lined up as if by reflex. Some of them were quick to react and immediately said, "Why do you think you can order us around?"
"That's right! I'm even bigger."
Mo Xiaobei put her hands on her hips and pointed with her small hand: "You, you, that's you. Do you have any discipline? Do you understand that we soldiers must unite, and we are all soldiers, so what's the difference between high and low?"
Zhou Jiao covered her mouth and laughed. She looked at the old lady, who was laughing so hard that tears came out. "Where did this girl learn this?"
The old lady shook her head and stopped laughing: "She's imitating her great-grandfather's posture. Old man Mo likes to play around and often uses this trick."
"...Ahem," Mo Xiaobei cleared his throat. "Everyone, run home to get some change, potatoes, sweet potatoes, a small drum, and a bugle. We'll be gathering at Ping'an's house in ten minutes, no, half an hour."
Zhou Jiao reminded them, "Don't take the change. You're still young, be careful not to lose it. Auntie is sponsoring your party, so go back and tell the adults that you're having dinner at Ping'an's tonight."
"No! This is our own party, adults can't attend."
Ping An interjected, "Xiao Bei, go back quickly. I'll wait for you to come over."
Zhou Jiao stared in amazement as they all ran away. Then she saw her son looking at her happily and laughing: "Baby, why don't you like adults to play with you?"
Ping An ran outside to take a look, then came back and said, "The adults in their family are different from ours. They control them, and they don't like it."
Zhou Jiao muttered, "They are all little ancestors."
"Mom, I'm not like that. I'm the best and I like you to control me the most."
Zhou Jiao tapped his nose amusedly and said to the old lady, "Aunt, let's go back to our room."
"Okay, let's go to the living room." Old Mrs. Cheng stood up and walked out. "Is everything okay for the holiday?"
"Yeah, is something wrong?"
"Nothing much. I finally have a day off, so I'm going to take the kid ice skating and have a good time for a few days. Our family has been bored out of their minds lately. I'll find time to take him to the hutong courtyard to stay for a few days. I'll have someone go there to heat the kang tomorrow."
Zhou Jiao subconsciously looked at her son in her arms. Seeing him assess her expression, she thought to herself, "Okay. I'll go over tomorrow. No need to find someone else. My brother has already gone over there to heat the kang, and the quilts and everything are in good order."
"Mother?"
Zhou Jiao patted him comfortingly and said, "Aunt, would you like to stay over for a few days? We can enjoy the snow in the study in the winter, and we can paint together."
"Now that you've said that, I'm really moved. I'll come visit you when your uncle has some vacation time." The old lady suddenly remembered that there was one person missing, "Where's Xiaowu?"
"I'm on vacation, and he should be fine now."
"Bring Aunt Chen and the others over there."
Zhou Jiao smiled but said nothing. She didn't dare to make a scene and enjoy the treatment her father gave her.
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