"Take good care of Kangkang and Guangming~" On the platform, Li Suhua waved to the train as it left the station.
This summer vacation, Qian Wen and the others came back and stayed until school started soon.
When they left again, they brought light and prosperity with them.
At home, he hired a diligent and agile aunt to take care of Li Suhua and Zheng's mother.
The two refused, saying repeatedly that they were in good health and great, and that they tasted delicious.
But the family can't help them with this.
Li Suhua's health is okay and there are no major problems. Zheng's mother's health is much worse. Her hair has turned gray and she needs a crutch to walk. Qian Wen had not allowed her to do the work of handling medicinal materials before she left this time.
Let's enjoy peace and happiness when we are old.
Nothing major happened during this summer vacation. Everything at home was fine and prosperous. Even when I was little, things were still the same, with no changes.
Time flies and moves forward.
After the college entrance examination system was restored, society changed rapidly and greatly.
Waves of ideological liberation are coming one after another in society, and the campus is also more active than ever.
When Qian Wen was still on campus, he only paid attention to the big changes in society and did not participate in them, but there was nowhere for him to rest on campus.
Papers are constantly published in authoritative economics journals, and their views frequently cause controversy.
As he continued to rise to prominence, in 1979 he and several classmates founded their own economics department journal with the support of the school.
Encourage the whole grade to publish articles in the journal.
He teaches research topics in schools and colleges, and follows Mr. Yan to attend lectures and conferences at Renmin University, Fudan University and other universities.
He has surpassed his classmates so much that many teachers and professors treat him equally, making it difficult for him to be regarded as a student.
He led the school's economics department to stand out among the economics departments of major universities, taking the lead and defeating all dissenters. The school leaders favored him and placed high hopes on him.
Time flies.
1981, winter.
A few days before the Spring Festival.
Originally, the school had already been on vacation, but Qian Wen and Yan Lao went to Russia some time ago. After a series of meetings, visits, and studies, they were able to return to Beijing before the Spring Festival.
Peking University Family Building.
"Kangkang, pack up your brothers and sisters' toys.
Also pack up the few books in the second drawer on the left side of your dad's desk.
By the way, don’t forget to give your Uncle Guangming a New Year’s gift, remember to put it on.
Bingkun, have you prepared the milk for Mingming and Yingying? The two little guys are hungry.
Oh, by the way, test the temperature first, don’t burn them.”
Zheng Juan was in the bedroom, too busy to stop. She held a big-eyed, tender pink baby in one hand and rocked it gently, while she kept arranging the gifts she wanted to bring back to Jichun City with the other hand.
Qian Wen walked out of the kitchen and wiped the milk stains on the back of his hand to test the temperature. He passed by Zhou Xuekang, who was already 7 years old, and said, "Kangkang, you go pack the things you want to bring. I can just do it here."
With a tiger-like head and a tiger-like brain, his brows and eyes were unexpectedly a bit more sensible than those of his peers. Xiao Kangkang looked at him and grinned, "Dad, my things have been packed a long time ago, and they are almost done.
Give me the bottle, and I'll feed my brothers and sisters."
Qian Wen was helpless when he heard this and stretched out his hand to rub his little head, "Don't be so sensible, please. It makes me lose my father's sense of accomplishment. Be more lively and noisy."
Let me follow the example of other fathers and beat you up."
Zhou Xuekang, who was grinning and about to take the two bottles from Qian Wen, had a frozen expression and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Hey~" Qian Wen seemed to have thought of something and looked at his sensible eldest son up and down, "Kangkang, it seems that I have never beaten you.
Your childhood is incomplete."
Zhou Xuekang didn't want to pay attention to this old father who was considered an elite by others. He rolled his eyes at him and took the bottle to feed his younger brothers and sisters.
Qian Wen smiled and lowered his head to collect the last few things in front of him.
His eldest son, Zhou Xuekang, how should I put it, is sensible, obedient, well-behaved and smart.
He came to the capital with them a few years ago, when Xiaokangkang was still in his enlightenment stage, but due to various reasons, neither he nor Zheng Juan had much time to take care of him personally.
Fortunately, he rented a family building of the school, which was filled with the teachers' families. When Qian Wen and Zheng Juan were away, Xiao Kangkang stayed at a neighbor's house, enlightening him and studying while waiting for them to go home.
Gradually, Xiao Kangkang became familiar with all the neighbors in the family building. He was very popular with his smart appearance and personality.
At that time, Qian Wen was afraid that because he and Zheng Juan were too busy with school, they would neglect their children and make them withdrawn, so he tried to take Xiao Kangkang with him to class.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Kangkang did not make any noise. With the mediation between Qian Wen and the school leaders, Qian Wen was able to bring Xiao Kangkang into the classroom without hindering others' learning.
In this way, Xiao Kangkang's enlightenment education was carried out in university courses. Qian Wen was considered a celebrity in the college, and Xiao Kangkang was also very popular. He grew up among a bunch of uncles and aunts with high IQs.
When he and Zheng Juan were away, Xiao Kangkang was either at a teacher's house, a professor's house or a classmate's dormitory.
Growing up in such an environment, Xiaokangkang not only did not grow crooked, but was also sensible and heart-warming.
Both he and Zheng Juan felt a little guilty.
Zhou Xuekang entered the house and fed his younger brothers and sisters.
The two little guys are already over one year old and they are babbling. In fact, it is very unwise to have children during college.
Let’s not talk about studies first, let’s just talk about taking care of children, which is a lot of inconvenience.
But there was an accident, the measures were not taken well, and the child was here, so we couldn’t let it go.
He and Zheng Juan decided to have a baby, and no difficulty could be overcome.
So now we have the second brother Zhou Xueming and the younger sister Zhou Xueying.
Inside the house, Zheng Juan packed two big bags of gifts to be taken back to Jichun City.
They all buy gifts for friends in advance.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked at her eldest son who was feeding his younger siblings seriously, walked over and kissed him on his white and tender cheek.
"What a good mother's boy."
Even though it was his mother who was being kissed, Zhou Xuekang was still a little shy, with his head slightly lowered and his face red with embarrassment.
"Why are you shy?" Zheng Juan kissed her again.
"Mom~" Zhou Xuekang said coquettishly.
"Okay, okay, Kangkang is too old to kiss his mother anymore."
"No!" Zhou Xuekang hurriedly explained.
"I'm kidding you, I look like an old scholar. There is a piece of cake in the kitchen, go and eat it quickly.
Just take care of your younger brothers and sisters."
Zheng Juan pushed Zhou Xuekang out.
Sometimes it is not good for my son to be too sensible, and he always feels that he has no sense of accomplishment.
Qian Wen walked in, turned around and glanced at his eldest son who was eating cake. Seeing that he was in the bedroom, he put his arm around Zheng Juan's waist from behind.
"What are you doing?" Zheng Juan glanced at him.
"Hug my wife." Qian Wen gently rubbed Zheng Juan's waist with his palm, tickling her.
"Kangkang will see it." Zheng Juan pressed Qian Wen's mischievous hand and said coquettishly.
"I can't see it, the viewing angle is blocked."
"What if you come in suddenly?
Besides, I have to feed Mingming, and where is Yingying? My brother is good and obedient." Zheng Juan pressed her big hand on her abdomen firmly and coaxed.
Qian Wen came forward and tapped his cheek.
Zheng Juan helplessly smiled coquettishly, then looked back, and when she saw that she really couldn't see, she kissed her quickly.
Only then did Qian Wen let her go.
Qian Wen picked up his little daughter, his big dark eyes flashing, "Yingying is so beautiful, she will definitely be a great beauty like her mother in the future."
Zheng Juan rolled her eyes at him again.
Qian Wen took the bottle and fed his little daughter, "Juan'er, are everything ready? If you need it, I'll buy some more."
Zheng Juan hugged Mingming, tilted her head and thought for a moment, and after a moment, said, "It's all done.
Those for parents, those for Guangming, those for Chunyan and the others, and those for the Chinese New Year are all here."
"That's fine. When the old man comes back this year, it's rare for the family to be reunited." Qian Wen said.
"Dad's retirement age is coming soon, right?" Zheng Juan estimated.
Qian Wenyi thought, "It should be a few years away."
"Mom and Dad have been spending less time together and more separation. It will be fine in a few years."
Qian Wen nodded.
The next day, Qian Wen and Zheng Juan got on the train to Jichun City and went home with Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei who had not yet left.
There are many children, so they bought a sleeper berth, and the journey was fine.
In Kutskuts, the train stopped at Jichun Railway Station, and the weather was a little cold.
"Bingkun, Juan'er, you hold the children, and Dongmei and I can take the luggage.
Kangkang, follow uncle." Zhou Bingyi greeted him back and forth.
"I know, uncle." Kangkang was held tightly by Hao Dongmei.
As soon as the group left the station, they saw Zhou Zhigang and Cai Xiaoguang waiting for them.
"Here, brother, Bingkun, here~" At the entrance of the station, among the crowd, Cai Xiaoguang kept waving.
"Auntie, this is grandpa and uncle." Xiao Kangkang pointed out.
A group of people walked over.
"Grandpa, uncle." Xiao Kangkang called.
"Kangkang is so good." Zhou Zhigang hugged his grandson Zhou Xuekang with a smile on his face.
"Dad, why are you here?" Zhou Bingyi asked as Cai Xiaoguang helped to get things.
"Why can't I come?" Zhou Zhigang glanced at his eldest son.
Now that his eldest son and second daughter are no longer young, they still make him worry about them, but Zhou Zhigang doesn't give him a good look.
Zhou Bingyi shut up and looked at each other with his wife Hao Dongmei. They knew why their father had this attitude.
"Dad, let's talk when we get home.
It's cold today, don't freeze Mingming, Yingying." Cai Xiaoguang was a little embarrassed when he saw this, because he hasn't been liked by the old man recently, and he has been criticized these days.
And like the eldest brother Zhou Bingyi, the two of them committed the same thing.
"Humph." Zhou Zhigang still had the same temper. He turned to look at Qian Wen's second son and youngest daughter, with a smile on his face, "Go home, don't freeze."
We took the light rail train home and arrived at the optical film station in a short while.
Qian Wen also met a few acquaintances in the car. When they met, Qian Wen greeted them warmly and got close to each other. The reason was that he wanted him to take time to see the sick elderly people at home during the Spring Festival.
Qian Wen is used to it, and this happens every time he comes back during the winter and summer vacations.
On the way home, I met the neighbors, said hello, stopped and chatted for a few words, and stopped walking.
When passing by the photo studio, Zhou Zhigang stopped.
There is a sign hanging at the door of the photo studio, 'Our studio will be closed from the 30th to the 7th day of the twelfth lunar month.'
“Dad, after 69 years, our family still hasn’t had a family photo taken.
There are so many new people in the family, so we should take a photo." Zhou Bingyi saw what his father was thinking and said.
"Today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, which is the last day before the photo studio opens. Everyone is here tomorrow, so let's take pictures tomorrow." Cai Xiaoguang said.
Zhou Zhigang cracked his fingers and counted, "There are six more people, doubled. It's time to take a family photo."
The road in Guangzhou has become much narrower, and there are several times more illegally built houses. Of course, there are also more children. It is almost the Chinese New Year, and they are all jumping and playing on the roadside.
After a familiar journey, we arrived at Lao Zhou's house.
The house is still the same house, and it hasn't changed at all since he's not here.
Qian Wen touched his chin as he walked in, thinking about whether to take time to go to Shenzhen to get some money and new home appliances.
Last year, he followed Yan Lao to Shenzhen to investigate. The gap between the north and the south was really big. Everyone was trying to sell buildings, but the housing sales here had just started to take off.
It's really a few steps behind.
"Kangkang, Mingming, Yingying." As soon as he entered the door, Li Suhua only saw three little ones.
Qian Wen and other adults smiled. The older they get, the more they only see children.
It's really a close relationship.
Qian Wen and the others took care of themselves and went upstairs to put their things away.
On the first floor, in the living room, there is a pure wool carpet belonging to the eldest child. Zhou Zhigang, Li Suhua and the little ones Mingming and Yingying are playing, while the little adult Zhou Xuekang is eating sweets helplessly. He is really not used to his grandparents teasing him as a child.
But obviously, Yingying was not as well-behaved as Xiao Kangkang when she was a child, and she started crying after a while.
"Mom, where are Zheng Juan's mother and Guangming?" Qian Wen went downstairs and asked when he saw no one.
"Old sister has gone to Beituo Temple, and Guangming is accompanying her.
Talk about the incense stick.
If you hadn't told me to come back today, I would have followed." Li Suhua raised her head and said.
Qian Wen nodded. The better her life has become over the years, the more Zheng's mother believes in Buddhism.
He doesn't stop him from his personal beliefs. Instead, he thinks it's very good. If he has thoughts in his heart, it will be easier for him to live longer.
Let Zheng Juan coax the child while he opened the luggage bag he brought back.
"Juan'er and I have brought some special snacks from all over the country. Mom, look at where to put them." Qian Wen took something out of his bag.
Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei were also putting things out and prepared many gifts for the New Year.
“Put it somewhere first, I’ll clean it up later.
What's wrong with Yingying?" Neither Yingying nor Zheng Juan could coax her little daughter Yingying well. She kept crying, leaving Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua at a loss.
Qian Wen looked at it and asked, "Are you hungry? Your granddaughter is a big eater. She can eat more than she can."
Li Suhua hurriedly prepared milk powder, and Yingying stopped fussing after eating.
Holding the child in his arms, Zhou Zhigang suddenly felt melancholy. He looked at Zhou Bingyi who was taking things out not far away, then looked at his daughter-in-law Hao Dongmei, and sighed inexplicably.
Cai Xiaoguang, who was busy, saw it and hurriedly turned around to avoid it.
But he still caught Zhou Zhigang's eye, "Xiaoguang, look at Kangkang, Mingming, and Yingying, are they cute?"
Cai Xiaoguang stopped and turned around slowly. He could not escape.
He smiled dryly and said, "It's cute, you'll like it just by looking at it."
"Then when are you and Zhou Rong going to have a baby? You are already old enough. Zhou Bing is 29 and the father of three children. You and Zhou Rong are both in your early thirties, so it's time to have a baby." Zhou Zhigang said solemnly.
said.
He still hasn't figured it out. They are both grown up, so why are his eldest son and second daughter not in a hurry?
Especially the eldest son, who originally promised to have a child when he went to college, but now he is delayed again and again, which makes him confused.
After hearing what the two of them said, Zhou Bingyi stopped moving his hands, and then continued to take out things as if he didn't hear anything.
Hao Dongmei's eyes were slightly red, but she quickly held it back.
Cai Xiaoguang stayed where he was, not knowing how to answer.
He does want to have a child, which is very convenient, but Zhou Rong has been stubborn these years, and he is very innocent and helpless.
He looked at Qian Wen and thought, 'It's all because of this guy!'
Qian Wen saw that the atmosphere at home suddenly became tense, smacked his lips and stuffed a candied date into his mouth.
He didn't know much about Zhou Rong's situation.
But he knew what was going on with Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei. They had a child, but it was a pity that it was aborted. Hao Dongmei cried so hard at that time.
What should I say now? I'm working hard, but I'm afraid my family will worry and I can't explain it.
Zhou Bingyi was even more afraid that there would be no results and that he would hurt Hao Dongmei.
Silently, the door opened at this moment.
Zheng's mother and Guangming, who went to burn incense, walked in and broke the solemn environment.
"Mom, Guangming." Qian Wen looked at it.
Guangming has grown up, he is tall and handsome, especially his eyes, which are bright, beautiful and deep.