Thousands of miles away in the Northeast, in the old house of Zhangjia Village, Lin Juhua was smiling in the main hall. She guessed the beginning but misjudged the ending.
The twin brothers, Shitou, Ziwu and Zicong who had been traveling together all the way did come to find Zhang Guoqing on the 29th day of the lunar year.
Unfortunately, Zhang Guoqing's original plan to spend New Year's Eve with Zhou Jiao and then return to his hometown was ruined by these children.
"I say, you guys are great. You don't even go home for the New Year. Your family must be so worried!" As soon as Zhang Guoqing got home from get off work, he saw his nephews and nieces in the living room.
"We sent a letter home before we came, and Ping'an just took us to send a telegram." Zhang Mingzuo touched his head and explained to him.
“Well done!”
Zhang Guoqing carefully observed the children's expressions and felt relieved when he saw that they had not lost much weight. Although he said a few words to the children, he was actually in favor of them going out more often, especially since such an opportunity was rare.
"How did you get in?"
Ping An saw his brothers giggling, so he could only answer, "Dad, I just came back from outside this afternoon, and I saw my brothers when I got to the gate."
"Have you eaten yet?"
"I asked Grandma Chen to come down when I got back. I just took my brothers to the bathhouse. The rooms upstairs have been arranged. My brothers and I can just squeeze in. We didn't go to the guesthouse to register."
"My son is awesome!" Zhang Guoqing gave his son a thumbs-up. His eight-year-old son, Ping An, was already managing all these things in an orderly manner.
"Well, uncle, Ping An is very powerful."
"Yes, uncle, there's nothing Brother Ping'an doesn't know. He even knew to ask if we'd gotten our army coats? Who else came with us? Should we say hello to them?"
"There weren't enough bath tickets, so Ping An had to borrow some from his classmates."
Zhang Guoqing looked at his son approvingly but stopped praising him because his two younger sons also started complaining about their older brothers not taking them to the bathhouse.
Especially when they lent out their own bedrooms, it was really unkind of them to say that they were brothers.
"Dad, I called my mom, but no one answered."
"What time did you call?"
"Just now."
Zhang Guoqing felt relieved. "That means it's time to get off work. Don't mess with your phone anymore. Do you understand?"
Wuyi nodded repeatedly and said, "I'm worried that Mom doesn't know so many brothers are coming." The implication is that there must be a reason for this and he can't be blamed for calling.
Liuyi, who was standing by, pulled Zhang Guoqing and said, "Dad, Wuyi wanted to call you, but I didn't let him."
Zhang Guoqing laughed when he heard this and patted his two sons' heads. "You are both good children. Dad is very happy."
"You should say that Wuyi was wrong and only if he changes will he be a good boy."
"I changed it a long time ago. Today you didn't take a nap and wanted to sneak out to play, and I had to hold you back. You are not a good child!"
Oops, they're arguing again.
Zhang Guoqing hurriedly coaxed the two young masters, otherwise they would have kept nagging until dinner time.
The brothers around were stunned. Just now they thought these two little friends loved to unite, but they didn't expect that they would become so hostile in such a short time.
Afterwards, in response to this situation, with no outsiders around, Ping An had a heart-to-heart talk meeting with his two silly brothers among the three brothers.
"Didn't my brother tell you to be more restrained in front of outsiders, especially not to quarrel with each other? How can you let outsiders laugh at our family?"
Liuyi frowned and looked at Wuyi beside him. There were too many questions, and answering them would be tiring. So, Wuyi was the one who loved to talk non-stop.
Wuyi turned to look at Liuyi, tilted his head to look at Ping'an, and blinked, "Brother, didn't you say that those brothers are not outsiders, so you should let them sleep upstairs?"
Ping An was stunned. These were indeed the words he had said.
Liuyi then proved, "I heard everything." What he meant was, they didn't lie, and it was useless for you, as their brother, to deny it.
Ping An nodded solemnly, "My brother made a slip of the tongue and misled you. They are indeed not outsiders, but they are different from our family."
"don't know!"
"I don't understand either. Brother, what should I do?"
Ping An waved his hand, "Don't worry. Let me give you an example. Do you think the three of us were born to the same parents?"
"I know. Dad said we are brothers."
Ping An smiled and patted Wuyi's little head. "That's right. But look, are those brothers actually our parents' children?"
He looked at Liuyi who was shaking his head as he spoke, "So my brother said they were outsiders because they are not brothers with us; but he also said they are not outsiders because grandpa and grandma are all the same."
Wuyi was very angry and slammed the floor fiercely, "Is he an outsider?"
Liuyi rolled his eyes at him, "Fool!"
"You are the fool! I know they are outsiders."
Liuyi looked at his brother, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he looked at Wuyi helplessly and said, "Go away."
"Yes, brother will chase them away."
Ping An's face darkened. "Who is the boss?"
Liuyi and Wuyi pointed at him in tacit agreement. Is there any need to say this?
Ping An felt that he was really worried to death.
The little person sighed, "You are still young, you will understand when you grow up. Brother didn't like outsiders in our house before, but they are different from those outsiders. They are Dad's nephews and nieces. If we drive them away, Dad will be sad, and Grandpa and Grandma will be sad too."
"Think about it, if you go back to your hometown and your uncle, second uncle, eldest aunt, and youngest aunt don't let you stay at their house and want to drive you away, will your parents be angry and sad? Will you feel sad?"
Liuyi and Wuyi looked at each other, linked their fingers, and whispered, "We have a yard in our hometown. I won't live in someone else's house."
"I'll accompany Liuyi."
Ping An laughed angrily. Is that what he meant?
Since his explanation didn't make sense, he gave the order directly, "I can only tell you that they are welcome to be our guests, but they must not know the secret. Can you do it?"
The two brothers looked at each other again and nodded.
“I don’t endorse.”
"We don't have anything at home."
Ping An sighed, "Just remember it. No matter how much you dislike it on your face, you have to hide it in your heart. If you don't understand something or have questions, ask Grandpa. Our Grandpa is the smartest, he will definitely understand."
The three brothers later went to Zhou Xiaozheng's study to find the answer. No one knew how Zhou Xiaozheng explained it, but they only knew that everything was back to normal soon, and the brothers were good friends again.
Not to mention the eight-year-old Ping An, even Zhou Jiao, who thinks she has lived two lives, cannot control the ways of the world, and often still bases her decisions on her personal subjective opinions.
Emotional intelligence and IQ are two different things, and they can only be developed through life experience, or by seeking guidance from elders. Life is long, and the three brothers still have a lot to learn.
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