After the six people from the third branch of the Lin family had finished their meal, Lin Zhao and his wife took their four children to the county.
There were too many people in the family to carry an overloaded bicycle, so they didn't ride.
Yubao held Qianbao's hand, Hengbao held Yaobao's hand, Gu Chenghuai carried large and small bags, Lin Zhao carried a small shoulder bag, put on a wide-brimmed hat and followed the kids, the family walked slowly on their way.
The villagers were stunned when they saw Gu Chenghuai carrying a lot of bags and a live chicken. They asked curiously, "Chenghuai, are you going back to your wife's home again?"
While asking the questions, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, didn't they just come to visit a few days ago? And didn't Lin's parents just come yesterday? Why are they coming again?
Lin Zhao replied: "I'm not going back to my parents' home. I'm going to visit my uncle."
The villagers suddenly realized, "Oh, it's time to go see your uncle. Go quickly. I won't keep you any longer."
Less than half an hour after Lin Zhao's family left, the news that they had gone to the city to see Uncle Song spread to every household.
Even the educated youth who had become numb from farm work knew about it.
The educated youth Meng Xiaoying said in annoyance, "I forgot to ask Comrade Lin to bring something! Oh, I should have asked her yesterday afternoon! I don't have any toothpaste left."
Another female educated youth said, "You can use mine first, and return it to me when you buy it."
Meng Xiaoying said in front of everyone that she had run out of toothpaste and wanted to borrow some without having to return it. However, the one who responded to her was the female educated youth who spoke the most directly and fussiest. She lowered her eyes, with anger flashing in her eyes.
"...Okay." She smiled, "Thank you."
The female educated youth waved her hand and said, "You're welcome. We all came from all corners of the country. We are all good comrades. It's only natural for us to help each other."
It's my duty. You are so stingy that you let me pay it back.
Meng Xiaoying complained in her heart but didn't respond.
The careless male educated youth did not pay attention to the situation here.
Wen Huaiyuan looked at him dimly, "I want a pair of work gloves. I've wanted it for a long time. My hands have become rough from doing rough work every day."
Song Qian looked at him, "Grown man...don't be so pretentious."
"You have gloves, so of course you'll say I'm being hypocritical." Wen Huaiyuan grumbled and retorted, "I don't care. When Comrade Lin and her family come back, I'll definitely go find her and ask her to buy something for me."
We need it for both use and food.
At this time, Su Yi reminded: "The supply and marketing cooperative is closed today."
The educated youth really forgot.
A few people clapped their heads, and Wen Huaiyuan said, "...It's okay then."
Meng Xiaoying and others no longer worried about it.
Lin Zhao didn't know this yet.
Not long after they left the team, they saw Song Yuncheng riding a 28-inch bicycle coming from afar.
Song Yuncheng also saw his sister and her family, so he sped up and rode over, then suddenly jumped off the bike with a bright smile on his face, "Sister, brother-in-law."
"Why are you here?"
Facing his sister's puzzled look, Song Yuncheng felt depressed for two seconds, "Didn't I say I would come to pick you up, sister, did you forget?"
Could Lin Zhao say that she really forgot? She denied it flatly, "How could I have forgotten? It's not that you came too early, but that my brain didn't react in time."
Song Yuncheng almost believed it.
Secretly curled his lips.
Seeing the third and fourth cubs, his face was full of smiles.
"Third and fourth kids, do you want to take a ride in the bike? Uncle will take you!" He patted the front beam of the bicycle which was surrounded by a circle of sponge cushions and reached out to the two little kids.
His three and four cubs are so cute.
Qianbao tilted his little head back and corrected his uncle's words clearly, in a cute voice, "It's Qianbao, not Sanzai."
Yaobao stood in front of her brother, her face was pink, her eyes were dark and bright, and her voice was very sweet, "Yaobao."
Song Yuncheng immediately realized something, "You have a new name?"
Hengbao, the lively and conspicuous boy, jumped out and spoke faster: "Yes, my grandfather gave us these names. My name is Gu Zhiheng, and my family calls me Hengbao. My brother's name is Gu Zhiyu, and my family calls him..."
Yubao didn't get a chance to speak, and stamped his feet anxiously, feeling that this action was very unbrotherly. The little guy looked at his parents nervously, and when he found that they didn't notice him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole little guy became steady.
Lin Zhao was about to laugh to death, and she pursed her lips to prevent herself from bursting out laughing.
Gu Chenghuai also noticed his eldest son's actions, and a smile flashed across his deep eyes.
Song Yuncheng called out the new names of his four eldest nephews one by one, "Yubao, Hengbao, Qianbao, Yaobao."
The four kids were very satisfied.
"Sister, how do you write their names?" Song Yuncheng put Yaobao on the front beam, picked up Qianbao, put him on the back seat which was also wrapped in a cushion, and asked Lin Zhao casually.
Lin Zhao smiled and said, "Zhi is the knowledge, Yubao's Yu is the law, and Heng is..."
After listening, Song Yuncheng looked at the four children with sympathy, "Your names have quite a few strokes. You will have to spend more time writing your names in exams in the future."
He had the same problem when he was a child, but he didn't expect that Yubao and the others' problems were more complicated.
I don’t know how their grandfather translated such complicated characters.
Heng Bao also found it difficult to write, but the child never gave up and said proudly, "It's okay, I'll get used to it after writing it a few times."
Song Yuncheng freed one hand and patted his little head, "Awesome, you are such an optimistic idiot... Hengbao."
Almost called him Erzai again.
Hengbao heard it and looked at Uncle Yuncheng, "Uncle, you have to get used to my new name sooner. My parents didn't call it wrong."
"Okay, okay, I'm used to it." Song Yuncheng said with a smile, "Do you believe I can change it today?"
"Believe it." Hengbao felt very proud.
After saying that, he added: "Awesome."
Song Yuncheng almost fell down on the spot, feeling so guilty that he didn't dare to look at his sister and brother-in-law.
"... Hengbao, children shouldn't swear."
Hengbao stared at him, "Why? Didn't you say it? Isn't 'awesome' a compliment?"
"I'm an adult and can say anything, but you're a child and can't say anything." Song Yuncheng was sweating profusely.
Heng Bao and his brother walked forward hand in hand, smiling and saying, "I'm not a little kid, I'm a big kid, right, brother?"
Yubao nodded, "That's right!"
"..." Song Yuncheng looked at Lin Zhao for help, his voice twisted, "Sister~~!!!"
Look at your twins!
He was afraid that the two little brothers would go home and talk nonsense. If their father knew that they were leading Yubao and Hengbao astray, he would definitely take off his shoes and slap him. Then he would have no face left!
Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing and patted the twins' heads. "Yu Bao and Heng Bao, don't tease your uncles. Your uncles are your elders, so you have to listen to them."
Yubao stood straight, his eyes curved into crescents, and said in a brisk voice, "Hey, I know!"
"Hehe." Hengbao covered his mouth and laughed out loud.
Song Yuncheng could see that they were teasing him, so he pretended to be angry and said, "You did this on purpose, you two bad boys."
He used his free hand to rub Yaobao's little face, with a smile on his face, "Our Yaobao and Qianbao are still the best."
Yubao and Hengbao didn't have any internal conflicts at all, and the two brothers were still very happy.
Song Yuncheng: "..."
Lin Zhao smiled to ease her cousin's embarrassment, "Yun Cheng, was the cushion on the bicycle tied by your aunt?"
Song Yuncheng was amused by what he said and he burst out laughing.
"It's not my mom, it's my dad. My dad knew I was coming to pick you up, so he took apart the old quilts at home early in the morning and asked someone at home who had a sewing machine to help make it."
His mother also knew how to use a sewing machine, but his father thought it was too slow, so he took half a bag of brown sugar and asked someone to sew it for him.
"Thank you for your help, uncle." Lin Zhao said with emotion.
Song Yuncheng sighed, "Old Song doesn't think it's a bother at all. He's very happy. He's been looking forward to your coming since last night. He bought candies for the four kids, asked someone to make mung bean cakes for them, and even asked an old friend to exchange milk powder for them, making people think he has a grandson! I really..."
He is really hard to judge.
Lin Zhao smiled brightly, "Uncle is still so kind."
"That's right!" Song Yuncheng agreed, "My father thinks you are more important than Yunjin and me."
Lin Zhao never doubted it.
At this time, Yubao shook her hand, "Mom, uncle said dad? What is dad?"
In all the brigades under the entire commune, no one calls parents “mom and dad”. They all follow the way the villagers call them, dad and mom. It is normal for the children not to know this.
"People in the city don't call someone dad, they call him father. Your uncle Yuncheng's father is his father. Do you understand?" Lin Zhao explained softly to the twins.
Yubao and Hengbao are both smart kids, of course they can understand.
"What does city people call mother?" Yu Bao tilted his head.
"Mom." Lin Zhao replied.
Yubao looked at her and asked in a soft voice, "Mom!?"
He interpreted the concept of applying what one has learned to the fullest.
"Yes, good boy Yubao." Lin Zhao responded with a smile.
Hengbao followed and shouted loudly: "Mom!!"
Lin Zhao responded again.
Seeing their brothers change their names, the twins also called their mother, "Mom~!"
They said it in unison, so sweet and soft that it made people confused.
Lin Zhao smiled and said, "Yeah."
Children are very receptive to new things. Heng Bao said with a smile, "Mom, can we call you mom from now on?"
"Of course!" Lin Zhao could be said to be a girl who grew up in the city, and she had no problem with her child calling her mother.
Moreover, she will bring her four children with her to join the army in the future. If they call her "mom", they will be laughed at by other children. It is better to change it as soon as possible.
"Mom!" Hengbao shouted.
"Um."
Hengbao looked at Gu Chenghuai again and shouted, "Dad?"
Gu Chenghuai was mature beyond his years. If he didn't want to, no one could tell his emotions from his face. He said calmly, "Yeah."
"Dad, why don't you say anything?" Hengbao felt that his father spoke too little and wanted to sigh.
Gu Chenghuai lowered his head and glared at him, "What did you say?"
Hengbao choked and puffed up his cheeks, "Join our conversation."
That expression seemed to indicate that he was disappointed with someone.
Yubao also had a stern face and said seriously, "Dad, you are so quiet that it will make Mom feel bored!"
Lin Zhao: “?”
Um?
Gu Chenghuai paused slightly, frowned slightly, and had a serious expression. He subconsciously reviewed the situation in his mind, trying to confirm again and again whether his wife had ever shown even the slightest impatience or perfunctory attitude towards him. The answer was no.
He looked at Lin Zhao and said in a steady and powerful voice, "I'm boring?"
Lin Zhao shook her head and laughed, "Of course not."
The father of the baby is a silent and steady person outside, but he will respond to every word she says. He is as reliable as can be.
Gu Chenghuai glanced at the twins and left lightly.
Talkative.
The twins didn't notice the disgust, and seeing that their mother didn't care, they didn't care either.
Song Yuncheng was almost laughed to death by this family.
Time passed quickly as we talked and laughed, and in the blink of an eye we arrived at the county, not far from home.
Song Yuncheng couldn't hold back and said to Lin Zhao and Gu Chenghuai, "Sister, brother-in-law, you guys go slowly. I'll take Qian Bao and Yao Bao home first?"
Thinking of her uncle waiting at home, Lin Zhao agreed. She looked at the twins and gently said, "Qianbao, Yaobao, you go with your uncle first. We are going to the place where your mother lived when she was a child. Don't be afraid. We are right behind and will be here soon, okay?"
Qian Bao remembered Song Yuncheng and knew that they were family, so he was not afraid and responded obediently, "Okay."
"Where is Yaobao?" Lin Zhao asked her daughter again.
Yaobao didn't want to go at first, but seeing her brother being so brave, she agreed, "Okay."
"You are such brave kids." Lin Zhao praised the little brother and sister, and the last bit of reluctance in the twins' hearts completely disappeared.
"Mom, hurry up." Qianbao stretched out his little hand and held his mother's hand, his voice calm and milky.
Lin Zhao's lips curled up unconsciously, "I know."
"Qianbao, lift your legs up, be careful not to get caught in the wheels," she warned her son.
Qianbao's little feet, wearing tiger-head shoes, were raised high, his expression was serious, his little hands were tightly grasping the seat, and he looked so serious and cute that it was unfair.
After finishing everything, he looked to his mother for praise.
Lin Zhao stroked the little guy's soft hair and praised, "Great."
The little dumpling curled up the corners of his mouth, and his smile was so cute.
"Yuncheng, go ahead, and ride slowly on the road." Lin Zhao sent Song Yuncheng away.
Song Yuncheng saluted and said, "Sister, brother-in-law, don't worry, even if I fall, I won't fall on Qian Bao and Yao Bao."
After he finished speaking, he flipped his right leg over the front beam of the bicycle, pushed hard, and the three people on the bicycle slid out.
"Let's go home!" he shouted, steadily increasing his speed and quickly disappearing from the spot.
Without stopping, Song Yuncheng brought the twins to the staff building of the textile factory.
Uncle Song was waiting downstairs, standing under a tree with his hands behind his back, looking up and talking to the neighbor on the second floor.
"Dad, look who I brought here."
Hearing the voice, Uncle Song looked in the direction of the voice and saw the little girl on the front beam of the bicycle.
She has a bob haircut, her black hair is half tied up, a beautiful hair flower is tied on the top of her head, she is wearing a pink skirt, her skin is as white as a dumpling, her eyes are like stars, her face is rosy, she is so cute that it can melt people's hearts.
Uncle Song walked towards her at a brisk pace, his eyes fixed on her the whole time, "Is this the fourth child?"
He was a stranger to Yaobao. Yaobao was scared and turned around to grab Song Yuncheng's clothes, calling "Uncle" in her baby voice, panicking, "Uncle! Uncle!!"
Song Yuncheng was so proud that he didn't dare to show off. He said in a clipped voice, "Don't be afraid. This black uncle is not a bad guy. He is your mother's uncle. You should call him uncle."
"Uncle?" Yaobao asked in a puzzled voice.
Uncle Song's mind flew out, and he replied happily, "Hey! It's my uncle."
The ferocious Song Gong's voice also became louder.
"Fourth child, look what gift your uncle has prepared for you?" He took out a cloth tiger and the child was so happy to see his niece.
Yaobao turned around and saw the cloth tiger, and her eyes lit up.
Uncle Song saw that the little girl liked it and his eyes were full of pride. Sure enough, the method of coaxing Zhaozhao was also effective in coaxing her baby.
He handed the cloth tiger to Yaobao.
Yaobao took it and held the cloth tiger with her chubby hands, which was so cute.
"It's not Sizai, it's Yaobao!" Little Tuanzi corrected in a childish voice.
"Yaobao?"
Uncle Song looked at Song Yuncheng.
Song Yuncheng: “…” Oh boy, I finally saw him!
He didn't dare to be arrogant and explained directly to his father.
"Yaobao, this is a good name." Uncle Song just knew how to praise.
Song Yuncheng did not get off the bicycle, but supported himself with his left foot, and Qianbao was completely blocked by him.
"Uncle." He poked his uncle with a finger, the same childish voice but with a sense of calmness.
Uncle Song then realized that there was a baby. He walked around the front of the car and saw a very delicate little face.
"Hum-po?"
Qian Bao curled his fingers lightly and nodded calmly, "Uncle."
"?" He looked so calm that Uncle Song thought he saw twins. "Hey."
Uncle Song walked to a place not far away, holding a small ball in his hand, and walked towards Qianbao, giving him the ball, "Qianbao, this is a gift from your uncle, the ball, do you like it?"
Qianbao remembered what his mother said: to say thank you when receiving gifts.
The child thanked him solemnly, "Thank you, uncle."
Uncle Song was surprised again, "You're welcome."
"Uncle carried you down?" he asked Qianbao in surprise.
Qianbao opened his arms towards his uncle.
Uncle Song smiled widely and held the baby in his arms.
"Let's go home with my uncle."
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