MTL - 70s: Raising a Baby-Chapter 45

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   Chapter 45

   "Did you beat their legs?"

  Eating in such a hurry, he was obviously hungry, Ye Jinzhi looked at the three children with distress.

   Yuan Shaochen was obviously stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand Ye Jinzhi's meaning all of a sudden.

   Seeing him like this, Ye Jinzhi knew he didn't.

   "If you don't beat your legs after exercising, your legs will hurt the next day. They're not like you're used to exercising every day."

   I can already think of the cries of ghosts and wolves in the house when the three children wake up tomorrow.

  Yuan Shaochen really forgot about this. For them, they are already used to the amount of exercise, and it is only the basics.

  Those recruits will not feel this except for the first few days after they arrive. After they get used to it, they will not feel it. Some people will stretch themselves when they are finished.

   Ye Jinzhi felt that if they hadn't been young, Yuan Shaochen would have trained them as his soldiers.

   Yuan Shaochen's face is sullen, he is still not very skilled with children.

   At the same time, the Jingshi side also received something from Ye Jinzhi.

  Because Ye Jinzhi didn't know Uncle Zhou's address, she sent the things to Lin Dong together and asked him to take them there.

  Lin Dong received it yesterday, but there were a lot of things yesterday, so he hasn't opened it yet.

   I only have time to open it this morning. It’s still the old rule. First, read the letter written by the three brothers Ah Zhao.

   It was obvious that their handwriting was improving. Compared with the letter he sent for the first time, he finally understood what it meant.

   He still kept the letter, waiting to take it to the three children the next time they met and ask what was written.

Although    is much better, it still needs to be guessed, what character Ah Zhao wrote is recognizable, and the other two are written in black, and they are still drawing beside them.

  Lin Dong looked at the letter, the corners of his mouth could not help rising, and there was a scene of three children fighting while writing the letter.

   "Why are there two copies?" Lin Dong read the letter, and when he unpacked the package, he found that the items were all double copies.

   Removed it to the bottom, only to see that there is still a letter there.

   was written by Sister Ye, saying that he asked him to give half of the things to Mr. Zhou to thank him for the fruit he sent last time.

   "Bang bang bang-"

   "Come in." A calm voice came from the door.

   "Mr. Zhou, this is what Miss Ye sent."

  Lin Dong knew that Mr. Zhou didn't like people talking nonsense, and he didn't beat around the bush.

  Lin Dong saw the movement on Mr. Zhou's hand and slowly raised his head.

   "What is it?"

   "It's the jam she made herself and the specialty of Miashi." Lin Dong brought the things in together and showed him the things in his hands.

   Zhou Guocheng looked at these things and didn't speak, and Lin Dong couldn't see the expression on Mr. Zhou's face, and he didn't dare to disturb him.

  I don't know how long it took, Lin Dong felt that his hands were sore. These things didn't look like much, but they still had a lot of weight.

   "Put things in the kitchen."

   When Lin Dong looked up at him, he saw that Mr. Zhou had already lowered his head and continued to process the documents, as usual.

   But he clearly felt that something was different. He just seemed to see a trace of nostalgia on Mr. Zhou's expression.

   exited softly and heard it when he brought it to the door.

   "Call Secretary Yan."

   Looking back, Mr. Zhou was still the same as before, as if the sound he heard was an illusion.

   He has been running with Mr. Zhou these days. He is Mr. Zhou's driver, but Mr. Zhou is not the only driver.

   But he clearly felt that since he came back from the sea market, Mr. Zhou went out and asked him to drive a lot more often.

   He had a vague feeling that it was because of Sister Ye that sometimes, when Mr. Zhou was walking in the car, he would ask him to talk about what happened to him in the sea market.

   I don't know what Mr. Zhou meant. At first, he kept a little secret. Later, he felt that Mr. Zhou was very concerned about Sister Ye and the others.

  Sometimes, secretly from the rearview mirror, he could see the corners of Mr. Zhou's mouth slightly curved, with an expression on his face that he had never seen before.

   "I'm not going." Ye Jinzhi didn't have much interest in mountain climbing.

   Finally someone took care of the child, and she finally had some time of her own.

   It doesn't mean that the three children are ignorant, but when there are children at home, you are doing other things, and you can hear the child's voice calling "mother" every few minutes.

   At this time, you have to stop what you are doing. It was better when Ah Zhao didn't go to school.

  The twins will be called "older brother", and Ah Zhao will also help her take care of her two younger brothers, and will not keep clamoring for a mother.

   Although the three children were a little disappointed, they waved goodbye to Ye Jinzhi reluctantly.

   After walking for a few minutes, his vitality was restored, and he began to expect Dad to hunt them.

   When Uncle Ding Yu took them there last time, he even beat pheasants for them to roast and eat. Now that I think about it, my saliva is drooling.

   Although they had just eaten breakfast, their stomachs were still round, but it did not affect their fantasy.

   Sending them away, Ye Jinzhi felt that the house was instantly quieter.

   It hasn't been this easy for a long time. Ever since the young minister Yuan was assigned the task, she has to do the big and small things at home, the dirty work and the tiring work by herself.

   This time he came back, he washed clothes, dishes and everything, and suddenly he had a lot of free time.

   leisurely took a cup of boiled water with "water" added, and went to the piano room to practice the piano for an hour.

   Now the time is no longer as urgent as before, she practiced the piano for about an hour almost every day, no matter what instrument, it all depends on her happiness.

   She did yoga for half an hour after waking up early this morning. Since Shaochen Yuan was not at home and no one was pestering her at night, her biological clock became more and more punctual.

   also made a schedule for himself, daily yoga, piano practice, reading and newspapers are all must-do items.

  I subscribed to a newspaper at home, and she would read it every day to understand the situation outside.

   The news in the army may have been known faster, but Yuan Shaochen was not at home and no one told him, and the life in the army was different from that outside.

   You don’t have to worry about things like the Red Guards here, everyone just needs to live their own lives.

   So reading newspapers has become her daily routine, and she will copy down important content when she sees it. She knows the approximate direction and time in the future.

   But she didn't dare to write it down, for she was afraid that something would happen in the future, and those who wanted to see these things would seize their handle.

   She also read the books left by Ye's father one by one, and the original body can speak so many languages, and she often practiced speaking there with the tapes left by Ye's father.

   I hope that the original body's skills will not be lost and forgotten by her, and since there are too many skills, maybe they will be used someday.

   It's not as busy as in the past, but it's still a little uncomfortable. After all, she has been repeating that kind of life for more than 20 years.

   In the first ten years, she was studying hard, paving the way for what she would face in the future; in the next ten years, she wore a mask every day and walked among all kinds of people.

   She is not used to stopping, and even if she does, it will be short-lived. Only by constantly enriching herself every day will she feel at ease.

   On the mountain, Yuan Shaochen and his three children did not dare to go too deep, and if he was not careful on the way, he would step on a trap.

   There are things like wild boars on this mountain. In order to prevent these things from rushing down the mountain and accidentally hurting people, people will be organized to make traps on the mountain.

   Every once in a while, people will be sent to check whether the trap is complete and whether any prey has fallen.

   also sent people to patrol every day, just for fear that some children would be daring and sneak up to the mountains without telling the family.

   "Wow, Daddy is amazing."

   When they were walking on the road, they saw a pheasant in the grass, and the young minister Yuan picked up a stone on the ground.

   Aim, and the chicken is knocked unconscious.

   showed his hand in front of several children, their admiration should not be too obvious, the stars are looking at you.

   Halfway through, they didn't bring water out, and a few children were thirsty.

   "Dad, I want to drink water."

   Yuan Shaochen remembered that there was a spring on the mountain, and the water at the foot of the mountain was the spring water drawn from the mountain, and everyone drank the spring water.

   observed the terrain and led them to find spring water to drink.

   We also saw some fruit on the way, but none of the three children had eaten it, so Yuan Shaochen picked the fruit for them to eat.

   "Father, what is this?"

  Axu pointed to the strings in the grass, there were many round things on them, and they were still purple.

   "These are wild grapes, you can eat them." The wild grapes on the mountain are much smaller than ordinary grapes.

   He found that there were still quite a few on this vine, and no one should have picked it up.

   Picked a bunch and let them share it. When Yuan Shaochen saw the grapes, he remembered that Ye Jinzhi likes to drink wine.

   Ye Jin used to drink a glass of red wine before going to bed, she said that it can beautify the skin and help sleep.

He didn't know if    helped him sleep, but every time Ye Jinzhi finished drinking, his face would turn red, making him unable to look away.

   "Ah, so sour."

   The faces of several children are distorted because of the acid, and they will be new emojis in later generations.

   "Father, this is sour and not tasty."

   Ah Zhao kindly reminded him when he saw that his father had picked all the grapes from the tree.

   "It's okay, we don't count when we make wine." Yuan Shaochen's hands kept moving, thanks to the fact that a few children insisted on bringing a basket, so they didn't have nothing to pack.

   A few children looked disbelieving, don't think I'm young, you lied to me and looked at the young minister Yuan.

   Yuan Shaochen is also impossible to explain this kind of thing to a few-year-old child. He doesn't know how to say it, so he just doesn't say it.

   picked a basket full of grapes before continuing to take them to find spring water.

   And Ye Jinzhi is enjoying the happiness of a person, and a person's life needs a sense of ritual.

   Pour the unfinished soda I bought into a glass, and cut some fruit. Today's weather is neither cold nor hot, and there is a breeze.

   Carry things to the balcony outside the bedroom, sit on a hanging chair, read a book, eat something, and don’t enjoy it too much.

  This hanging chair was acquired through acquired processing. At that time, Ye Jinzhi took a fancy to this chair, and after buying it back, he spent a lot of money to make him the current hanging chair.

  The breeze blew through the long hair by the ear, and the sun hit the fair and delicate face, revealing a small section of smooth calves.

   Yuan Shaochen saw Ye Jinzhi sitting on the balcony from a distance, he couldn't help but quicken his steps, his eyes fixed on the woman upstairs.

  Ye Jinzhi seemed to have a feeling, and when he glanced at them, he saw their figures, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile.

   (end of this chapter)