It’s a little after eight in the evening.
It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
The north wind is blowing.
It's almost April, and it was still snowing in Jilin Province a few days ago, but the snow has just melted in the past few days.
Zhou Wanwan and Su Ze did not go back to their room. They were reluctant to leave and stayed with their parents. The couple sat on the kang, watching their two sons happily learning shadow puppetry from their grandmother.
In the dim room, a candle was lit on a stone brought back from outside, illuminating only this area.
Qiao Jiuru used both hands to control the light and shadow to make a rabbit for the two lovely little grandsons, and then made a moving motion for the little rabbit to kiss the little faces of Dabao and Xiaobao reflected on the wall.
"rabbit."
"Bunny."
"Kiss."
"Rabbit kisses Dabao, kisses Xiaobao."
"Nana, I also want to kiss Bunny."
"Bunny, cute."
"Tutu also thinks Dabao and xiaobao are well-behaved and cute."
"Hahaha……"
"Hehe, so cute, good boy, good brother."
"Guo Guo is a good boy, and Xiao Bao is also a good boy."
Dabao and Xiaobao were so happy that they were staggering and walking around happily, completely forgetting what happened last night and in the morning, and they were laughing and making noises in their baby voices.
When Uncle Jiu hurried over with a pot of freshly baked chicken soup, he heard the laughter of the two children from a distance, and his heart was immediately relieved.
Soon, he arrived in front of the house, holding the pot in both hands and unable to knock on the door, he could only make a sound.
"Ru, Huaiyuan, open the door."
The nearest family to the village was his, and his family was more than 100 to 200 meters away from other villagers, so Uncle Jiu had no intention of lowering his voice.
The laughter in the room faded away after Uncle Jiu's voice was heard, followed by footsteps and the sound of a door opening.
"Uncle Nine, please come in quickly."
The door wasn't even opened yet, but Su Ze could smell the rich aroma of chicken soup, and he knew it was Uncle Nine who brought the chicken soup.
Sure enough, the door is open, who is Uncle Nine? !
"Uncle Nine."
"Uncle Nine."
"Uncle Nine."
Su Huaiyuan and Qiao Jiuru stood up to greet people when Su Ze opened the door.
Zhou Wanwan, who was a step behind, also stood up, looking around while keeping an eye on his two sons on the kang.
"Big treasure 께 treasure, uncle 뇽."
Dabao and Xiaobao blinked their big round eyes and tilted their heads to look at the old grandfather who came in. They also recognized him, because they had eaten eggs and rice porridge at the old grandfather's house in the afternoon.
"granduncle."
"Grandfather, uncle, great-grandfather."
The eldest child, Bao Ke, was very polite. He also stood up from the kang, shakily, and greeted the grandfather in a baby voice.
The old grandfather is very kind to them, and they like him.
"Hey, Dabao, Dabao, your uncle brought you some chicken soup. If you drink it, you will get sick."
Uncle Jiu's heart almost melted when he saw the two guys. After just one afternoon together, he felt that he had a special affinity with the two kids.
As soon as he finished speaking, he handed a pot of chicken soup to Su Ze and urged him to quickly serve it to the two children.
"Uncle Jiu, please."
Qiao Jiuru asked Uncle Jiu to sit on the kang and said with a shy look on his face.
"We are one family but we have different opinions. I am worried about you, Dabao and Xiaobao."
Uncle Jiu waved his hands and said concernedly that he loved the children and that this chicken soup was specially made for the two kids.
Su Ze had already put a pot of chicken soup on the ground and quickly went to get an aluminum lunch box to put it in.
"Uncle Jiu, please eat."
The first portion is naturally for Uncle Jiu, and the second portion is for Dabao and Xiaobao.
Uncle Jiu was about to wave his hand to refuse, but Qiao Jiuru insisted on giving it to him, saying that Uncle Jiu was the oldest and should eat it first.
"Times, Zuzu times."
"Yes, Zuzu, second."
Dabao and Xiaobao pointed at the chicken soup with their mouths watering and asked Uncle Jiu to eat first in a baby voice. When they were at home, they also let grandpa and grandma eat first. Mom and Dad said it was the right thing to do.
"Okay, okay, Grandpa, listen to Dabao and Xiaobao, we will eat together."
Uncle Jiu felt warm in his heart and enjoyed it very much, but he was too hungry to eat so much, so he poured half of it back into the pot first.
After Uncle Jiu took his first bite, Zhou Wanwan started to pick up the chicken and feed it to his two sons.
Uncle Jiu was very considerate. He chopped the chicken into very small pieces, separating the meat from the bones. It was obviously torn apart early, making it convenient, clean and hygienic for Dabao and Xiaobao to eat.
While Uncle Jiu was around, Qiao Jiuru took the opportunity to talk to him about his plans for tomorrow.
Uncle Jiu nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and felt that the Su family was right to have such an understanding.
"We'll do what you agreed on. As for the tables and chairs, there's not much wood left in the village. I'll get some for you and you can go find some wood and stones."
"Uncle Jiu, I think this is a good idea. We just arrived. If we have everything, how will others see us?! How will others see you and Brother Bai?! Moreover, we were sent down from above for labor reform, just like ordinary members. Treating us without distinction is not a good thing but a bad thing for us, not to mention it will be harmful to you and Brother Bai."
Uncle Jiu thought that a few pieces of wood were just a small matter, but Qiao Jiuru firmly opposed it. They had to live a life of their own according to their identities, so as not to cause big trouble.
If it was Dabao and Xiaobao, but they were a little older, she would take them to the fields tomorrow.
"Uncle Jiu, we plan to reform ourselves. As long as we are not beaten or scolded, we are already lucky people. If we go out of line again, we will definitely be allowed to stay here. As long as Dabao and Xiaobao are fine, we are not afraid of hardship or fatigue."
Su Huaiyuan also felt that they should not accept the other good intentions of Uncle Jiu and Bai Lianshan, so as to avoid arousing jealousy and being reported. If they were taken away to other places, they would be more miserable than the previous life his wife described.
Uncle Jiu also knows what the other transferred personnel are like, and what the Su family is like now. If they take too good care of them, good things will turn into bad things.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll tell Lianshan tomorrow how to treat the other people who were sent down. But you have to make sure nothing happens to Dabao and Xiaobao."
No matter how hard it is, it must be for the children. Today, Dabao and Xiaobao had a high fever and scared everyone to death. Uncle Jiu felt that if it happened again, he would not be able to bear it.
Qiao Jiuru and the others naturally agreed, saying that if Uncle Jiu wanted to let the two children get into trouble, they would also agree.
Dabao and Xiaobao are the lifeblood of their family.
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