Chapter 248: Zhou Minglang
My name is Zhou Minglang and I am three years old.
My mother's name is Rong Mei, she is an extremely beautiful fairy. My father's name is Zhou Nanxu, he is a tall and strong man.
Okay, I admit that my dad is a bit handsome, but I am definitely the most handsome man in this family.
I was born in the summer of 1990. My mother said that I had caught up with the 90s group and was at least a post-90s generation. Although I didn’t understand what my mother meant, it didn’t stop me from clapping and cheering.
Before I was born, my father was transferred to Kyoto for work, and the army allocated a beautiful big house to our family.
So I was born in the Military General Hospital in Kyoto.
My grandma told me that my mother suffered a lot when she gave birth to me. There was a cut on her white and tender belly. I have also verified it because I saw a scar on my mother's belly that looked like an earthworm.
It looked very ferocious, but I was not afraid at all. I was too little to know what heartache meant, but I would want to blow on it for my mother and cry.
Whenever I cried, my father told me that boys should be manly, shed blood and sweat but not tears, and should not cry because crying will not solve any problem.
But this time grandma disagreed with dad's point of view. She said that I was still young and crying was a way to vent my emotions, and it was not crying for no reason. She held me in her arms and coaxed me.
With someone to back me up, I immediately had the courage to talk back and told him what my grandma told me - that when my mom gave birth to me, my dad, who was over 1.9 meters tall, cried his eyes out outside the operating room.
Although I would get a spanking every time I “brought up old issues”, I was not afraid because I had thick skin and had been able to withstand beatings since I was a child.
In addition to mom, dad, grandma, and grandpa, there are other members in our big family.
Although they are not human beings, they are still the treasures of our family. They enjoy the same treatment as me and are my partners.
My father told me that these "big guys" were the heroes who saved his life. If it weren't for them, I might have become a posthumous child.
I still don't understand what a posthumous child is, but my father told me that it is a child without a father.
When I heard this, my nose started to feel sore and I wanted to cry again.
Although sometimes I also hate my dad for snatching my mom from me, every time my mom comes back from a business trip, I take a nice shower, hug my little pillow at night, climb onto my mom's soft big bed, and sleep happily holding my sweet and soft mom.
But when the sun rose, I always returned to my bed in my room, because my father would secretly carry me back to my room in the middle of the night while I was asleep.
I was very unconvinced and argued with my father, but my father told me, "You are already so old, you should learn to sleep by yourself, you have to be a brave boy."
My chubby little boy put his hands on his waist, becoming even more unconvinced. He pointed at his father's nose and snorted, "Dad is already over 30 years old, and he still wants to sleep next to mom. Dad is also a man, so he is not brave!"
But I still don’t want to be a child without a father, and I still like him a little bit.
Because my father taught me fighting and boxing, and took me to the shooting range to watch gun shooting.
At that moment, my dad was a super cool guy.
By the way, I forgot to say that even though I’m only three years old, I’m already a little millionaire with some money.
When I was one hundred days old, my parents held a hundred-day banquet for me in the hotel to commemorate the anniversary.
Many grandparents, uncles and aunts came to my 100-day party, and they all bought me many gifts.
There were big gold locks, big gold chains, big bracelets... In short, they were all made of gold. There were also red envelopes given directly, and my mother saved all of these for me.
Of course, grandparents are indispensable.
My grandparents gave me shares in their company, and now I, a little kid, have become a shareholder.
My grandparents bought houses for me in Shenzhen, Kyoto and other places. They buy one in major cities every year. This is also my grandparents’ favorite thing to do.
Because my grandfather lived on the many properties left by his great-grandfather. Not only could he collect rent, but in the past two years, a lot of properties were demolished due to development, so he was able to get a lot of demolition compensation and one house after another.
Therefore, my grandparents are also making plans for my future. When I grow up, even if I have not achieved anything, I can be a landlord like my grandpa, collecting rent and living a stable life without worries about food and drink.
That’s all I have to say about money for now.
Because I can't be Versailles anymore. Versailles is a word I just learned from my mother. I don't know if it is appropriate to use it here. After all, now I am just a kid with some culture, but not much.
Today is the first day that I will receive education in my motherland.
My grandparents all came back from other places just to be able to personally send me to school on my first day.
The actions of the four elderly people left my parents speechless.
After all, the kindergarten is in the compound, just a few minutes away from our home.
But the four elderly people were worried that since this was my first time being independent, I would miss my mother and cry in kindergarten.
I rolled my eyes secretly in frustration. Although I would miss my mother, I would not cry.
When I arrived at the school gate with my schoolbag on my back, the four elderly people were crying with tears in their eyes. I helplessly raised my hand to support my forehead and shook my head.
Alas, being loved by too many people is also my happy trouble.
He sighed deeply, and went forward to hug the four elderly people one by one to comfort them, "Grandma, grandpa, grandpa, grandma, that's enough, you all go back, I will be late if I don't go in now, don't worry, I will study hard and become a useful person in the future."
Although the four elderly people were very reluctant, they still tried their best to wipe away their tears.
Looking at the old man who finally stopped crying, I put my hands in my trouser pockets, turned around and walked towards the kindergarten classroom. After walking for a distance, I turned my back to them, raised my right hand from my trouser pocket, waved it in the air, and made a goodbye gesture.
Just after she put down her hands, my grandma, who was standing at the door and looking at me, put her hands to her mouth in a trumpet shape and shouted at my back, "Xiao Lang, if we can study hard, then study. If we can't study hard, then eat more at school, but don't starve yourself!!!"
"Yes, Xiaolang, let's go to sleep when we are tired, don't force ourselves to stay awake."
The shouts, one louder than the other, made me quicken my pace.......
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