Ping'an led Mrs. Cheng into the door and pointed at Zhou Jiao: "Grandma, you help me supervise my mother, don't let her get tired, otherwise I won't want my younger brother." ”

Mrs. Cheng saw three people in the living room, no, it should be two people, one was busy climbing high to remove the curtain cloth, and the other was waiting to step on the high, and was in full swing.

She smiled and said, "It's okay." Your mother is sitting. Good baby, you can also see what is not pleasing to the eye, we took advantage of the New Year's cleaning to change everything. ”

Ping An really suspects that he has found the wrong person. He stole a glance at the old lady and saw that all eyes were on his mother. It seems that his grandfather is right again, it is better to ask for others than for yourself.

The little guy sighed secretly and rubbed on Zhou Jiao's lap: "Mom, you don't love me anymore." ”

Zhou Jiao, who greeted Mrs. Cheng, immediately laughed and scolded: "Nonsense." Didn't Mom and Dad say that you are our favorite eldest son. ”

Zhang Guoqing stopped his hand and followed closely and said: "Good son, come on, help Dad see if the hanging is just right, is it crooked?" ”

Mrs. Cheng touched his head with a smile: "Our favorite is always our good baby." No matter how many younger siblings there are in the future, you will be our favorite good baby. ”

Ping An Le bent his eyes wide, suppressed his happiness with a small face, and nodded seriously: "Grandma, I also like you the most." I'm going to help my dad. ”

Zhang Guoqing looked at his son who came over with a shelf, and his heart was a little sour. From the ecstasy of learning that he had a younger brother to relying on his wife to stay half a step, the little thing lacked a sense of security.

Putting down the things in his hand, he squatted down and picked up the child, and kissed the little face, "It's going to be busy here soon, can Dad take you to the street to buy your favorite firecrackers?" ”

Ping An hugged his neck and shook his head: "I can't spend money indiscriminately with my younger brother, he has to spend a lot of money." Dad, I'll help you raise your younger brother in the future. ”

Zhang Guoqing was so moved that he touched the top of the child's head, "No." Dad can make money, and whatever you want in the future, Dad will buy you first. ”

Ping'an, who was lying on his shoulder, squinted: "I'll forget it." My mom started knitting little sweaters, and I wasn't stingy. You can buy it for your brother in the future. ”

This sour tone, Zhang Guoqing can't hear it. He glared at Zhou Jiao, who was busy chatting with the old lady. This stupid daughter-in-law is really lacking in heart!

"Baby, you have wronged your mother. Your mother was reluctant to give your little sweater to her brother to wear, so she started knitting it. You see you can use new diapers, did your mom say that your brother should use your old things in the future? ”

Hearing this, Ping An looked at Zhou Jiao.

"Daddy told you a secret. Your mother hid your new clothes, and you wore them for your brother. In our hearts, you are the best baby. ”

Ping'an turned his head to look at him, twisting his fingers: "You don't like me if you don't have a brother, right?" Grandpa will like me the most when he comes back, right? ”

"Little fool. You forget that your grandfather said that you are the eldest son, and of course he likes you the most. Do you see that your grandma knows that your mother has a baby, or doesn't she love you the most? ”

was busy with the renovation of the living room, worried about his son's problem, Zhang Guoqing couldn't care about his buddy's desperate call, and found a reason to refuse to go out.

Sending away Mrs. Cheng, who had been pulling Zhou Jiao's instructions, he glanced at his wife and went back to the bedroom with his son in his arms. He can't correct what happens to outsiders, but the couple must communicate well to avoid hurting their children's young hearts.

In the study, Zhang Guoqing put his son on his lap and hugged him, and when he saw his daughter-in-law coming in, he pointed to the chair opposite and motioned for Zhou Jiao to sit down.

Zhou Jiao looked at his face, so serious, could something else happen? She looked at Zhang Guoqing: "Is there something wrong with the Cheng family?" ”

Zhang Guoqing touched his son's head, shook his head, and motioned for her to look at the child.

Zhou Jiao looked at the child looking at herself, and her heart moved: "Does the baby not like his younger brothers and sisters?" If you don't want it, then Mom doesn't want it either. ”

Ping An hurriedly shook his head: "No, that's my brother." ”

Zhou Jiao frowned distressedly: "But my mother seems to feel sorry for peace." You see, I can't hold you now, and I can't accompany you to build a snowman and skate. In the future, when my younger brother is born, he is so young, and he must not be as sensible as you. Then mom will have to spend more time educating him, and there will be less and less time to spend with you. ”

Ping An rolled his dark eyes, hesitated for a while, and shook his head: "But I want to kiss my brother, everyone has brothers and sisters, but I don't." ”

Zhou Jiao nodded approvingly: "Your father and I thought the same way. No matter how good others are, there are no siblings who have the same blood as you. ”

Zhang Guoqing held back a smile and looked at his daughter-in-law's inappropriate nonsense. Who said that relatives who are related by blood are not necessarily relatives?

"Mom, they'll fight too."

Zhou Jiao nodded with a smile in her eyes: "What you said is very reasonable." It depends on how you educate your brother. You will be six years old after the Chinese New Year, why should your mother wait for you to be so old before planning to have another child? Because you can control him, after two years your parents go to work, your brother will be your responsibility. ”

Zhang Guoqing explained on the side: "When we go to work, you will be seven or eight years old, and your brother will only be one or two years old, you can teach him to speak and teach him reason." He can't fight with you when he's young, he can only listen to you. Without your parents to accompany you, he can also play with you, and you are not alone. ”

Ping An was a smart child, and nodded lightly at their words.

Zhou Jiao made persistent efforts: "When your father was a child, your uncle loved your father very much. If you ask your dad to tell you about his three brothers, you'll understand what a brother is. ”

Zhang Guoqing, who took over the baton, looked at his son's serious attitude, thought about it, and began to describe the kindness of his eldest brother and sister to him when he was a child.

In the end, as his memory became clearer and clearer, he also began to talk about his second brother and sister, interjecting the thoughts of the brothers and sisters.

From childhood to adulthood, the bits and pieces of the past 20 years unfolded with Zhang Guoqing's narration, and Zhou Jiao stood up and left quietly.

She is worried that she will transfer her negative energy to her son, so that the little person will be as wary of humanity as herself.

No matter what the topic, she can teach her son a lesson or two, but when it comes to the feelings between her sons in the future, she can only pretend to be deaf and dumb and choose to escape.

For the injured Zhou Jiao, all compatriots are fake. For thousands of years, brotherhood has always been less than fratricide.

In this life, from opening their eyes ignorantly to growing up in the future, with the temptation of the outside world, and then to their own families, the former blood siblings have become selfish and selfish, and they are seeking their own things. Where does the brotherhood come from, if there is, there are a few people who only give without asking for anything in return.

Standing in the courtyard, Zhou Jiao's thoughts flowed, and she subconsciously touched her stomach. She can only try not to be partial, educate the children well, and the future can only be said in the future.