In mid-February 1964, today was the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and every family had a reunion dinner.

The Zhou family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, as in previous years, was very rich.

The family did not import Ding this year, because there was one more Zhou Xiaobai, and Zhou Shuqing's sister was married.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is a reunion dinner, and Zhou Shuqing and Xu Yiming did not go to Nanjianzi Hutong to eat together, after all, this is the first reunion dinner after their marriage, and naturally they have to spend the New Year in their own small home.

Naturally, the house is not so lively.

After eating, Zhou Shuqing proposed to go to her eldest brother, and Xu Yiming nodded in agreement.

As soon as they went out, Uncle Liu's house on the opposite side said hello for the New Year, and asked them the little couple, why did they go out during the New Year?

"Go and sit at my eldest brother's house, Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu, you eat first, let's go first."

When the two of them left, Aunt Liu said enviously:

"The children of the old Zhou family are really developed, and their daughters are married so well. I heard that Xu Yiming, the uncle of the Zhou family, was going to be the deputy chief of the security department? Just now, their family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, I don't know what the dishes are, the taste is really fragrant. ”

"What about being a deputy section chief? That's also people, not ours. ”

Uncle Liu pouted, and his fat face was full of disdain and disdain.

Speaking of which, he is a seventh-level worker, but none of his three children inherited his intelligence and ability, which made him angry enough.

So, during the Chinese New Year, the Liu family sounded the cry of the child again.

It's really not easy to be Uncle Liu's son.

In the middle courtyard and the front yard, the doors and windows were basically closed, and there was no one to be seen.

The Meng family is quite lively, probably drinking in a bar.

When Zhou Shuqing's two arrived home, it was still Afu who opened the door.

Entering the living room, Ding Qiunan was chatting with Huang Xiaohua, to be precise, doing ideological work for the latter.

As soon as she heard the topic of marriage, Zhou Shuqing was very interested and helped persuade Huang Xiaohua together.

With her joining, Huang Xiaohua gradually wavered, maybe getting married is not a terrible thing.

Zhou Jimin and Xu Yiming did not participate, but chatted on the side, which was no different from usual.

The black-and-white TV in the living room is playing a TV series that has been shown before.

What Spring Festival Gala, it's still early.

As far as the current TV shows are concerned, there are often fried cold rice, and there are very few newly baked TV series every year.

The main reason is that there are too few people in the entertainment industry, and in this era, they are all pursuing excellence, but it is not possible to complete the filming of a TV series by casually deducting the picture.

A couple of kids were bored, it was so cold outside, and they didn't want to go out.

So, I ran over to Zhou Jimin to tell a story.

"Let your fourth uncle tell you stories, he has written so much, he must be very good at telling stories, go quickly."

Zhou Jimin wanted to put it badly, so he didn't agree, but threw the pot to the fourth child.

When the fourth child heard this, he stopped again and again, but Zhou Qingxian and the others had already come over to surround him.

The sound of chirping, most of which is a flattering sound, makes the fourth child a little fluttery.

Well, let's try to talk about it.

As a result, in less than half an hour, five children were successfully hypnotized.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Jimin and Ding Qiunan's eyes suddenly lit up, the fourth child has two brushes, if the child is too naughty and doesn't want to sleep in the future, you can send the fourth child to help hypnosis.

But the fourth child is very depressed, what's the situation?

Is the story he tells hard to hear?

His eldest brother comforted him and said, "The story you tell is not difficult to hear, but it is a bit cumbersome and lengthy."

Unlike writing, storytelling is still very particular, and if you want to tell it brilliantly and attractively, you must work the words.

It's like storytelling, storytelling, cross talk, etc., all rely on sound to convey information, but they have different forms and methods of expression.

The fourth child, who seemed to understand whether he understood or not, nodded, and then said, "Big brother, after the New Year, I am also fourteen years old, can I publish it?" ”

"Can't wait?"

The fourth child, who has been suppressed for a long time, has long been ready to move.

At the age of fourteen, it is the time when youth is in its prime, and it is very rare not to be as rebellious as other children.

"Big brother, I really think I'm ready, you can't keep me from publishing, right? Isn't what I wrote only a mat to a bed? ”

"Haha, don't think about it so much, I'm not a feudal parent, if you think it's okay, then publish it, I support you."

"Really?"

The surprise came too quickly, and the fourth child couldn't believe it.

It wasn't until his eldest brother nodded again that he jumped up happily, but was immediately stopped by a look from his sister-in-law.

Because Zhou Qingxian and the others were asleep, if they woke them up, they could only let him continue to sleep.

When he was happy, he ran back to his room and hugged the two books that had already been written.

"Big brother, can you help me correct it?"

"For the New Year, let me help me correct it? What do you think? Can't you see me taking a break, right? ”

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

The fourth child smiled and touched his head, but there was no squeak.

His eldest brother is idle, can he not know?

Obviously he is a scientific research worker, but what he does every day has nothing to do with scientific research.

Shouldn't serious scientific researchers stay in the laboratory all year round?

But his eldest brother is good, he travels on business, often goes home to mess around, and occasionally his parents are short, which is quite leisurely.

Zhou Jimin was speechless, glared at Ding Qiunan and Zhou Shuqing, who were snickering, took the fourth child over, and said:

"When I'm free, I'll help you correct it when I'm done."

"Okay, thank you, big brother."

Another year has passed peacefully.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Jimin's family went out for a stroll again, went to the nearby Summer Palace to see the scenery, and went to the Forbidden City in the afternoon to admire history.

From the second day of the Lunar New Year to the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, this period of time is the time to visit relatives and friends.

Unlike the south, which loves to play mahjong poker, the capital is more chattering.

A bunch of people get together, and they can't talk a few words.

There are also old men who like to play chess, tease birds, etc., not to mention, the life of the people in the capital is still rich and colorful.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Jimin returned to Peking University to visit Duan Xuefu.

The latter complained, don't always bring so many gifts to the door, so that he doesn't know what to do with these gifts every time.

"Teacher, I'm just talking about my heart, and I don't have much to do, just some daily necessities."

"You come less, fifty catties of flour, you carried me two packs, and you told me that there was not much to do?"

However, even if Lao Duan blew his beard and stared, he didn't have a choice.

I've brought all the gifts, so I can't really refuse them, right?

In the face of the scoundrel Zhou Jimin, Duan Xuefu also had no way to take the other party.

Every warning, every reminder, but Zhou Jimin still doesn't listen to persuasion, what can he do?

Not long after Zhou Jimin sat down, Ren Jiuzhang came to the door.

The two brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, and when they meet here today, they naturally have an eager conversation.

In the past few days of the Chinese New Year, Zhou Jimin has been almost every day, just meeting and chatting with different old friends.

Cheerful time is always in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, it is already the seventh day of the first month.

On this day, the smell of the New Year is already very strong.

It is estimated that when it comes to the Lantern Festival, you can still reminisce about it, and then this year will pass completely.

Zhou Qingxian and the five little guys are all one year older.

But as I get older, I'm still so naughty and mischievous, as if I haven't grown up.

No, during the day, they took Ah Fu out to buy firecrackers, and then blew up the cow dung on the side of the road.

Coincidentally, Qin Huairu, who was passing by that road at that time, just came out of the intersection, and then was splashed with his pants by flying cow dung.

Zhou Qingxian, who knew that she was in trouble, hurriedly fled.

They were hiding in the street on the other side, but they didn't let Qin Huairu see it, so they were able to escape.

It's a pity that there are so many children in the nearby streets, and the neighbors naturally see it.

So, Qin Huairu came to the door.

Claim compensation.

This matter itself was Zhou Qingxian's fault, but Zhou Jimin didn't want to see Qin Huairu, so he asked Huang Xiaohua to send people away.

Qin Huairu still wanted the lion to open his mouth, but Huang Xiaohua was not easy to mess with, whether she wanted a word of love or not, she almost didn't make Qin Huairu half angry.

Ninety percent of the new work pants are just that?

In the end, Qin Huairu had to accept this compensation, after all, her work pants were not brand new, and they could be worn again after washing.

So, it's no different from having a pair of pants for nothing.

She regretted that she finally caught the Zhou family, but she didn't think about it, and she didn't take advantage of it.

It's a loss!

After Qin Huairu left, Zhou Qingxian and the five little guys were unlucky.

All the change is handed over, and you are not allowed to buy firecrackers without permission, and for the rest of the time, you will write your homework every day.

They also wanted to ask their parents for forgiveness and withdraw these punishments by being coquettish.

However, no, this time, they were miserable.

Since the seventh day of the new year, Zhou Jimin has never gone out again, just staring at the five little guys every day, asking them to do their homework and play games, in short, they can't stop.

It wasn't until the day of the Lantern Festival that they were briefly allowed to go out and play.

Even so, they couldn't travel alone, but were taken out by their father.

Basically, I haven't left the sight of adults for a moment, so I can't make any small movements.

The trickster became a little sheep, and the five little ones couldn't hold it anymore, so they could only desperately spread joy in the park.

Xu has been recuperating lately, playing all day, and at night he is not sleepy, but he is pestering their father to tell stories.

Zhou Jimin also wanted to fool and let the fourth child help tell the story.

But the five little ones, not happy, rejected his offer.

"Dad, you haven't told us a story for a long time, so you can tell us."

"How long has it been? Didn't I tell you about it when you were twenty-nine? ”

"That's been half a month, it's been a long time."

In this case, Zhou Jimin had no choice but to tell them stories.

It is said that during the Republic of China, there was a storyteller, and he had not yet married a family when he was established.....

As soon as he said two sentences, he interrupted and said, Dad, can you not talk about the affairs of the Republic of China? We've all listened to it so many times that our ears are tired of hearing it.

"You're tired of hearing that, aren't you? Then I won't talk about it, right? ”

If he doesn't tell a story, it's impossible, even Ding Qiunan is looking forward to it, if he dares not to tell it, before going to bed for a while, he will also tell Ding Qiunan about it.

It's been almost six months since the pot-bellied mother-in-law, and her temper is like a child's face, and she will change when she says it.

Ding Qiunan, who is so difficult to serve, Zhou Jimin does not dare to provoke.

After all, the world is big, and the mother who is pregnant with the baby is the biggest.

Since everyone is not very happy to listen to the story of the background of the Republic of China, let's listen to the island in the south.

"Anyway, there was a taxi driver on the island who picked up a female passenger who was drinking that night."

"As soon as I got on the bus, the female passenger asked the driver, do you believe in love?"

They were suddenly disgusted, because they didn't like these stories of love and love.

On the contrary, they will prefer stories such as Ah Piao, adventure and excitement.

The driver didn't look back, and said directly, spitting out fifty yuan on the car.

Poof!

Ding Qiunan was the first to laugh, and the third child also laughed, only the little ones didn't understand.

"Dad, can you please stop telling these stories? Is it good to tell the story of Ah Piao? ”

"How can there be so many stories of Ah Piao to tell you? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to fall asleep after talking too much? ”

"Don't be afraid!"

"Okay, I'll tell you a zombie story, listen up....."

is still the background of the Republic of China, because this time it is about the movie Mr. Zombie.

Although the text is not as graphic as the movie, Zhou Jimin has told the story for so many years, and he still has some understanding.

The story is a bit long, it took more than an hour to tell, and Zhou Jimin drank several sips of water in a row.

After speaking, Zhou Qingyi was the first to raise his hand and ask, Dad, when you encounter zombies, do you just need to hold your breath? Then I can hold it for a long time.

"How long is it?"

"At least for a long time."

How can the little guy have this concept of time, it's almost a quick question and answer, and she can't react.

"Horseback riding? Isn't that longer? Xiaoyi, you're amazing! ”

The other four little guys were not far behind, and they all said that they could hold their breath for a long time.

After they finished speaking, Ding Qiunan explained with a smile that holding his breath for a long time can only mean that his lung capacity is good, but it doesn't mean anything.

Moreover, she also said that there are no zombies in this world at all, and your father lied to you.

"Mom lied, how could there be no zombies? It's just that there are zombies, you don't want to deceive children. ”

The five little guys oppose it in unison and become big fans of the story of Mr. Zombie.

At this time, Zhou Jimin was pestered by the fourth child, and said that he could talk about it again? He would love to write about it.

"This is a niche book, no one wants to read it, and it is a very test of pen power, fourth, you still need to practice more."

"Big brother, you have to give me a chance to practice, right?"

"Okay, you can digest it yourself first, anyway, I don't want to talk about it anymore, I'm very tired."

"Daddy, drink water." Zhou Qingxian ran over and brought a glass of water, which made Zhou Jimin feel very relieved.

"Okay, I'll drink water, but Dad has already drunk water all night tonight, and he doesn't want to continue drinking, otherwise he will become a big buffalo."

As soon as she heard this, Zhou Qingxian's little face was suddenly full of loss.

She brought water, and her purpose was not so simple.

I just hope that her father can continue to tell the story, but unfortunately her father has already said that she can't drink water anymore.

That is, no storytelling.

However, Rao is like this, and the next day, the five little guys who have just finished their homework will hand in their homework together.

Then when they got a compliment from their father and asked them what reward they wanted, they immediately gossiped and offered several rewards.

For example, I bought firecrackers to play, went out to find cauliflower to play, listened to stories, and so on.

"No problem, then go and play with the cauliflower, you can't buy firecrackers, otherwise your mother will know, and you won't be able to peel off your skin tonight."

"yes, you can go out and have fun."

So, Zhou Jimin drove and took five little children to Yongqiao Hutong, not far from Peking University.

An Zesheng is not at home, only Xiaohuacai's mother and grandparents are at home.

And when Zhou Jimin arrived, Xiaohuacai was writing.

"Ah, Xiaoxian, you're here, great."

In the courtyard, when Xiaohuacai saw Zhou Qingxian and the five of them, she immediately cheered, threw the pencil away, and ran directly to meet them.

Bao Jielian next to her suddenly turned black.

"Enron, you come back to me, you look at your pencil? Where did it go? ”

One of her roars almost scared the little cauliflower's soul out.

Then she hurried back, picked up the pencil, put it back, and then looked at her mother cautiously.

Zhou Jimin and his five children were all silent, especially the little ones, who looked at Bao Jielian with fear.

At the same time, he also gave the cauliflower a sympathetic look.

is also a pregnant mother, Bao Jielian's temper is not very good, and there are still guests, all like this, usually can be imagined.

Cauliflower is supposed to be living in dire straits, right?

At this time, Zhou Qingxian and the others were very happy in their hearts, and they were glad that their parents were really good to them.

As the saying goes, happiness is all about comparison.

Through the sad little appearance of the little cauliflower, they know that they are really living in honey.

Her grandparents came over and coaxed Bao Jielian away.

Otherwise, the cauliflower will definitely shed tears.

However, with Zhou Qingxian and their company, after a while, Xiaohuacai played like no one.

I was tired of playing, I heard the story of zombies, and I looked at Zhou Jimin hopefully.

"Uncle, can I go to your house for lessons? I don't want to stay at home anymore. ”

The class is fake, but listening to the story is real.

Looking at her expectant gaze, Zhou Jimin couldn't bear to refuse.

But he knows better that Bao Jielian at this time needs to be accompanied even more.

"Well, I'll ask your mother later, if your mother agrees, then you can come to my house for class, if you don't agree, then your uncle won't be able to help you."

"Thank you, uncle, you can definitely do it."

Xiaohuacai was suddenly so happy that she cheered even with Zhou Qingxian.

It's really a naughty little guy, but seeing their happy smiles, Zhou Jimin himself smiled.