In the evening, the whole family sat together for dinner, and because there were so many people, six tables were opened.
Jian Yuelan hugged Doudou and ate hard while Ye Linxing kept in touch with her brother-in-law and brother-in-law.
Jian's father dug out two jars of wine under the apricot tree in the backyard and poured a glass for each of the grown men.
Then asked Jane's mother and the others, "Do you want some?"
"Come!"
Tai Nai had come to smoke and drink, so she quickly raised the glass.
Jian Yuelan was also greedy, so Baba raised the cup and handed it over.
Jian's father didn't want to pour it for her at first, but he thought that she had stopped breastfeeding a long time ago, so he poured her a glass.
"Dad, why is this wine so strong?"
She took a sip and felt a burning sensation in her throat, extending from her mouth to her stomach. It felt a bit strange.
Jian Zhengnan, who drove back to prepare to take them to the station tomorrow morning, swallowed the garlic white meat in his mouth and squinted his eyes, smiling, "This is the wine your father buried the second day after you were born. It's more than 20 years ago."
Ye Linxing's eyes lit up when he heard this, "My daughter is red."
"It's okay to say that daughter is red, but wine is not so good."
Recalling the mood when he was drinking wine, Jian's father laughed and said, "At that time, Zhizhi's birth was such a surprise to the whole family that our minds were all confused."
The daughter I have been waiting for for generations is finally here.
How can I describe that feeling? It's similar to how one day after thinking about getting rich day and night for most of my life, a huge golden lump suddenly falls off while walking on the road.
Unbelievable, overwhelmed...tears of joy and other emotions came one after another.
"I didn't sleep all night. I didn't know what to do. It happened that my third brother had brewed wine and brought more than ten kilograms of wine over. As soon as I had a brainwave, I washed two small jars and buried five jars under the apricot tree."
Speaking of this, he was quite emotional, "Back then, the apricot blossom tree was still a small seedling, and my daughter was only one day old. Now, the apricot blossom tree has become an old tree, and my daughter has become a mother."
"Girl!"
There was a loud bang, and a childish voice suddenly sounded.
Then there was the sound of clapping.
Listening to this clear and clear voice, everyone looked at Shubai.
They all thought it was Shu Bai's accent.
But Xiao Doudou, who didn't want to sit on Jian Yuelan's lap, said again -
"Daughter."
As he spoke, he burst out laughing, his little chubby hand patted Jian Yuelan happily, and said again, "Zhizhi."
The air suddenly became quiet.
Jian Yuelan lowered her eyes and looked at the fat boy in her arms who was smiling like a fool. She narrowed her eyes and said warmly, "Who knows what you're calling me, mom."
She is a daughter and she knows Zhizhi. This little brat is going to heaven.
Whose child speaks not of his mother, but of his daughter and her name? This is absolutely amazing.
"Zhizhi."
The main character of the little brat is a rebellious one. The more you ask him to call you mom, the more he will keep telling you about it.
Seeing Jian Yuelan's face getting more and more ugly, Ye Linxing, who was worried that his fat son would be beaten, reached out and hugged him, "Son, call him daddy."
"No."
His chubby hand pushed Ye Linxing's face away, turned around and stretched out his hand towards Jian Yuelan, "I know, I know, I know..."
He kept shouting like he was chanting sutras.
Jian Yuelan didn't know what to do. She hugged him and said angrily, "I already told you to call me mom. Now I'm going to spank you for calling my name."
"No."
He held his chest with his little hands, his chubby face faced her stubbornly, and his big black grape-like eyes were covered with moisture.
Before Jian Yuelan could do anything, Jian's mother and sister-in-law felt very distressed.
"Just know what you know. It's a good thing that he's willing to talk."
It’s better than being either ahhh or ohhh all day long.
"The older I get, the more I'll be willing to call people."
"I'm afraid that he is addicted to calling me and won't call me mom and dad."
"That won't happen."
Jian Zhengdong has a say in this topic, "When Shuyu opened his mouth, it wasn't about mom and dad, but about eating. Everyone he saw was eating, and he didn't know whether it was the pronunciation of the word "eating" that appealed to his appetite or some other reason. He ate for three full
I didn’t start calling my parents until I was a month old.”
It would be better not to say this. Jian Yuelan would feel even worse if she did.
However, the little brat has no reason to argue, so he can only endure it.
"Eat and eat, everyone is welcome to eat and drink. You're welcome. Take away whatever you can't finish."
"Walk!"
The little fat boy started to parrot the language again, skipping out single words.
"You can be found everywhere, and I can eat your custard."
Jian Yuelan put a spoonful of egg custard into his mouth, which was regarded as blocking the little boy's mouth.
The dinner was very sumptuous. After the women of the Jian family made the preliminary preparations, the men were responsible for cooking it. Those who are good at cooking all came up with their own specialties.
Mainly meat, vegetarian dishes...
If sauerkraut and other pickled vegetables are also included, there is still quite a lot.
In addition, there are also fresh Chinese cabbage and radishes.
In an era when there was little oil and water, both men and women had large appetites.
Even though they prepared too much, nothing was left at the end of the meal. Even the soup in the stew was eaten clean by the men who dipped the steamed buns into it.
After finishing the meal, everyone's belly was full.
"Comfortable."
The child Jian Shuheng, who had eaten and drank enough, lay down on the kang with his round belly. When he saw Doudou sitting on the kang and enjoying himself with Da Li, he grabbed a sandbag and handed it over, "Auntie, can you leave tomorrow?
?"
"cannot."
Jian Yuelan touched his head and said, "Why, are you reluctant to let me go?"
"Reluctant to give up."
The child expressed his sincerity. He hugged Jian Yuelan's arm and said, "Auntie, you have more meat at home."
"It's not that you can't bear to leave me emotionally, it's that you can't bear to part with the meat that I beat back."
Jian Yuelan covered her chest and pretended to be sad, "My love for you is really in vain."
"Auntie, please stop me. You didn't hurt us at home. You only asked us every day how school was going, whether we did our homework, and what knowledge we learned today."
"Also, let's check our Chinese characters. How is disciple Gui memorizing these? Is he familiar with the multiplication table? Can he use it?"
The little ones in the family are more and more capable of causing trouble, and when Jian Yuelan talks about her inspection of them, she feels like vomiting.
Then, the good practice feast turned into a bitter gathering for the little ones.
Dad Jian and the others were watching, with smiles on their faces getting brighter than the other.
Jian Yuelan is not afraid of laughing, and she is serious about being the eldest nephew of Brother Chicken.
"You have to study hard so that you can be successful in supporting a weak old lady like me who can't take care of herself, you know?"
Everyone, "······"
Being weak and unable to take care of oneself is simply a waste of words.
"I don't want to have any future."
Jian Shujing's words were astonishing. He said quietly, "Auntie, I just want to eat and sleep and do nothing. It's too painful to take a break."
I have to do school homework every day, and I also have to do the homework assigned by my third grandfather.
As a child, it was really difficult for him.
"Let mom and dad go and make a living. I'll let them take care of me, and I'll take care of my grandma as well."
The third brother, Jian Zhengxi, wanted to beat someone up when he heard this. He didn't want to support his old lady, so he just put the burden on their shoulders. It was okay.
"Stop talking nonsense. You haven't finished your homework today. Go home and do it quickly."
He picked up his little boy, called his wife's parents, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and said goodbye to go home.
As soon as Jian Zhengxi's family left, the uncle and others also said goodbye and left one after another.
The grandma and grandma's family were the last to leave. Before leaving, the grandma took Jian Yuelan's hand and told her to use her brain more and not rely on her natural powers to treat a good head as a decoration.
Jian Yuelan couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Ye Linxing didn't fare much better either. He was beaten fiercely by his master, "Zhizhi was raised by us as a spoiled child and has a bit of a bad temper."
"I think she's very good."
I don't think she has a bad temper, but she is sensible, independent, and has a strong heart. She has all the advantages.
"It's best if you think so. I just want to tell you that it's normal for husband and wife to have some minor conflicts, but they will be over naturally if they tolerate and understand each other. You should remember that you are not allowed to do anything with her. What did she do wrong?
, you can tell us and we will educate her."
Ye Linxing felt that the old man's worries were unfounded, so he said sincerely, "Don't worry, sir, I promise not to fight with her."