But since that's what I said, "Then I'll put the vegetables away this afternoon. I happen to be free this afternoon. Aunt Xue told me last time that she's good at making pickles, so I might as well try some."
Zhou Yian is taking care of the children this time. It is cold now, and the two children are wearing a lot of clothes. However, they are well-fed and strong, so it is okay for them to stay outside for a while. Their mother is still at ease about this. Besides, it is noon now and the sun is still hanging, so it goes without saying that they will be warm in the sun.
Put them in their crib and watch them babbling.
Both of them started to act up. The younger brother had a bad temper, so he started to pester his older brother, and for no reason he would pull his brother's clothes and the small toys in his hand.
These toys are basically made of wood. Some of the small toys are usually made by Song Songbai himself or sent back by his uncle in Beijing.
Zhou Yian usually puts one toy for each student, but his younger brother has always been domineering and now he starts grabbing them with his little hands.
Although my brother usually has a good temper, he is not completely without temper when it comes to the things in his hands. He holds on to them and is unwilling to let go.
Zhou Yian felt tired for them. It had only been a few months, and they were already doing all this, competing with each other for every little thing.
But it was just this time. Zhou Yian also observed that his brother's temper was actually hidden inside. He looked good, but it didn't seem to be necessarily good. Maybe he had never encountered something that he cared about before.
I have never been in a hurry when it comes to drinking milk powder, but this time I have to get this little toy in my hands.
Zhou Yian didn't care about this. What could a baby of a few months old do? Fighting over things was no big deal. It was a matter between the two brothers.
So I just stood by and watched.
It seemed that the two were still competing with each other, but Zhou Yian thought that the older brother had a greater chance of winning. After all, the older brother was holding his toys with both hands, while the younger brother was holding his own toys with one hand and trying to grab his brother's with the other hand.
Zhou Yian didn't find any child who was born with supernatural powers. They all had the strength of ordinary children. Sure enough, he was still caught by his brother.
The younger brother had no choice but to give up. Seeing that he couldn't get it, he turned his head away, as if he didn't want to pay any attention to his brother.
Zhou Yian was almost amused by this little brat. What was he going to do? He tried to grab things by himself, and when he failed, he turned the blame on others and ignored his brother.
So he told this matter to Song Songbai who was digging vegetables just now. Song Songbai also found it funny, but more of it was familiar. How come this ability to turn the tables was so similar to his brother's mother?
But before, when he was not sure who it looked like, Song Songbai could still say a few words. But now he was sure that it definitely looked like An An. Every time, he would stretch out his claws to tease it first, and then get angry and blame it on others.
But I don’t dare say it now, because there will be another fuss later.
All I can say is, "My brother sometimes doesn't think things through."
I just rely on the fact that my brother won't really get angry.
Zhou Yian could imagine the future, wondering if his brother would always be like this.
But no matter what, it's an internal matter between them.
The weather outside was still quite cold. Although Zhou Yian's two children were in good health, they couldn't stay outside all the time, so she carried them back. The two children were obviously unwilling to go, as they thought it was more interesting outside and were tired and bored inside the house.
He was grabbing the edge of the bed with his hands and was unwilling to go back.
But Zhou Yian didn't care and carried her brother back. Even though her brother was pretending to cry, she was heartless. Couldn't she cure him?
Zhou Yian doesn't really mind crying when taking care of the baby. Children like to cry after all. If her brother's crying wasn't so unpleasant, she wouldn't even raise her eyelids. But now that the crying was really unpleasant, she raised her eyelids.
She thought to herself, "Just watch the person cry. When he gets tired of crying, I'm afraid that it will hurt his body, so I'll have to feed him some water in the jade bowl to drink."
But I don’t know if my younger brother felt something, he just cried a few times and didn’t respond when he saw anyone.
Climb onto the warm kang and play.
Now that he's older, he's becoming more aware of current affairs. Does this mean he knows his mother won't buy it?
If that's the case, then my own mother won't buy into it anymore. After all, this person is so aware of the current situation. If she buys into it a few more times, she might become too arrogant.
The spy incident just passed like that.
Everything about my current job is good, except that it’s not like when I was in the countryside. There is less work in the winter, so I basically stay at home all winter.
Now we still have to go to work at the factory, so we have to go out early in the morning.
Fortunately, there was a stove in the broadcasting room, so Zhou Yian didn't get cold.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already Zhou Yian's third New Year's celebration in this world.
This year's New Year's celebration was undoubtedly very lively. After all, in addition to Aunt Xue, there were two more children.
Year after year, Zhou Yian felt that she had been here for a long time and had experienced many things. The two blood-related guys also made her take root in this time and space.
And this time during the Chinese New Year, after knowing that he had a grandson, Song's father also came to celebrate the New Year.
The child is still young, and Zhou Yian definitely won't take the child back by train, so Song's father can only bear with it.
Fortunately, Song's father himself did not feel wronged.
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