On Saturday, Wang Xiaojuan came to the city to buy goods, and by the way, she came to send some eggs to her granddaughter, and told Sister Zhou to make a bowl of stewed eggs for her every day to supplement her nutrition.

"Poor my family, this little face is smaller than the one-and-a-half-year-old child next door." Wang Xiaojuan touched her granddaughter's little face, her eyes full of distress.

Li Manjun and his wife both went out to work and were not at home, so Sister Zhou could only smile and put away the eggs.

As for the arrangement of a bowl of stewed eggs a day, she would dare to implement it only when Li Manjun came back to make the decision.

Wang Xiaojuan didn't delve into these things, anyway, when she saw Sister Zhou nodding, she thought she had heard.

She went to buy goods in the morning, and now the wholesale volume is large, and the boss is called to send it directly to the passenger station, and the driver master said hello early, and when she goes back in the afternoon, she can go on the car, and the cargo driver has packed it for her and tied it to the roof.

There was still some time at noon, Wang Xiaojuan wanted to see her grandson more, Sister Zhou fried three side dishes, and the three of them ate at home together.

Seeing that Sister Zhou carried Nian Nian to a high chair with a guardrail, put a bowl of food in front of her, handed her the spoon, and sat aside to eat with a bowl of rice, Wang Xiaojuan frowned.

What's the matter with this Sister Zhou, she is still sitting here, just so lazy and not feeding the child?

She knew that no one was staring at home, and how could a nanny not be lazy!

But I didn't expect that every year I firmly held the handle of the spoon, scooped a spoonful of rice in my own small bowl, and brought it to my mouth, opening my mouth wide, one bite after another.

Although a lot of rice and vegetables will be spilled, the little girl eats deliciously, chirps and chirps, shakes her head and shakes her head to express her happiness.

Wang Xiaojuan was pleasantly surprised: "We will eat by ourselves every year!"

"When?" Wang Xiaojuan looked at Sister Zhou happily, completely forgetting what she thought about others just now.

Sister Zhou said with a smile: "During this time, Manager Li was not allowed to feed anymore, and he learned to eat by himself with a spoon every year.

Wang Xiaojuan, who can't make it, doesn't care, staring at the little obedient who eats a lot, as if she can't see enough, she can't love it.

Back in Shinan Town, as soon as Li Dawei entered the door after work, Wang Xiaojuan immediately shared the happy event that her granddaughter would eat by herself.

Li Dawei smiled, not thinking that there was anything unusual about this.

If you want him to say that the doll who is more than a year old will eat with a spoon by herself, that is, every year in their family, Manjun said that the child is too young to grasp the spoon steadily, so she feeds it first, and waits until she is two years old, which has dragged on until now.

But this is indeed a happy thing, Li Dawei said, "Country children, people will eat by themselves."

But he said in his heart: My family is so smart every year, and I know that I have eaten so quickly.

"By the way, Manjun told me something, you sit down, and the two of us can talk." Wang Xiaojuan finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, shook off the water stains on her hands, took off her apron and came to the living room, and turned off the TV.

Li Dawei watched the news broadcast, and when he saw that half of it was gone, he snorted irritably, but under his wife's warning glare, he could only hold back and helplessly asked her, "What's the matter?"

Wang Xiaojuan sat down on the sofa, rubbing her palms on her knees, with a rare serious look, Li Dawei guessed that it was not gossip.

"What the hell is going on? What's wrong with your mother's family?" Li Dawei asked tentatively.

Wang Xiaojuan shook her head, pointed at him and said, "It's your son's business, Manjun told me today that Jianjun is under too much pressure now, he can't study, and he can't pass the college entrance examination. I thought, how can our family Jianjun also be admitted to a junior college."

Li Dawei's brows sank, he hadn't asked his son about his academic performance for a long time, because every time he asked, his wife would help haha, and his son would go over.

I swore to go to university before, and I said that I wanted to be admitted to a school that was better than his second sister, why did I become a junior college now?

No, looking at her like this, the junior college is covering up for her son.

Li Dawei rubbed his eyebrows and hissed, asking her to tell the truth to herself, "What are the current achievements of Jianjun?"

Wang Xiaojuan sighed,

"In the most recent test, the whole school ranked 480th."

"What?" Li Dawei was taken aback.

No. 4 Middle School was originally the worst high school among several high schools in Rongcheng, and the overall grades of the students were not very good, and the son could still rank more than 400 in this situation, so could he still be admitted to college?

"What the hell did Man-kun tell you?" Li Dawei was also anxious, and asked Wang Xiaojuan to explain honestly, don't go around here with yourself.

The men in the family usually look like honest and good bullies, but in fact, when he becomes serious, Wang Xiaojuan is still a little empty in her heart, so she can only say all the suggestions that Li Manjun told her.

"Manjun is saying that let Jianjun become a soldier?" Li Dawei's frowning brows relaxed, this is a good place to go.

It's hard to be a soldier, and once you go, you can't go home for several years, and Li Jianjun's kid can endure this hardship?

Wang Xiaojuan was already dazzled by the benefits that Li Manjun said, and said to Li Dawei with great interest:

"One person is a soldier and the whole family is glorious, the army is tall and big, and it must be handsome in a military uniform, and when the time comes, the big girl and the little daughter-in-law must not step on the threshold of our family?"

"And there is a living allowance for being a soldier, and the army has food and shelter, and the money can't be spent at all, so let him send it to his home when the time comes, and I will save it for him, and when he marries a daughter-in-law in the future, let's add more, and we don't have to worry about it at all."

Li Dawei listened to his wife's dreamy speech, the corners of his mouth twitched, he was more curious now, what kind of ecstasy soup Manjun poured into her mother, so that this middle-aged woman who was looking forward to her son's college entrance examination suddenly underwent such a big change.

"Be a soldier, be a soldier." Li Dawei sighed, "I just want him not to be a deserter, thank God."

On the TV background wall opposite the sofa hangs a photo of a family, a family photo taken during the Chinese New Year, Li Dawei looked at the three children in the photo with mixed feelings.

Of the three children in the family, Manjun is the most sensible, the earliest to come out, and the most responsible.

Lijun is competitive and refuses to suffer a loss, and sometimes she can make them angry. But she also gets the most attention.

Jianjun is neither as sensible as the eldest sister, nor is he as competitive as the second sister, mediocre but pure-hearted. Because of the thinking of the older generation in the past, his wife poured the most effort into her son, and she also loved him the most, which made Lijun always want to compete with her younger brother.

And as a father, he doesn't seem to have fulfilled his obligation to mediate and balance, and more often, he turns a blind eye to his wife's partiality, so the second child hates her mother's partiality, and hates him the most for not caring about anything.

In the past, he felt the most guilty about the second child, because she would make trouble and cry.

Now that I think about it, the boss is the one who is most wronged.

"Isn't it Manjun's birthday soon?" Li Dawei asked suddenly.

Wang Xiaojuan was stunned, "It's over, her birthday is before the Qingming Festival."

Li Dawei's expression was a little embarrassed.