The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 125 "Am I boring?"

After the six members of the Lin family's third branch finished their meal, Lin Zhao and his wife took their four children to the county.

There were too many people in the family, and the bicycle was too overloaded to carry them, so they didn't ride it.

Yu Bao led Qian Bao by the hand, Heng Bao led Yao Bao by the hand, Gu Chenghuai carried large and small bags, and Lin Zhao carried a small shoulder bag, put on a wide-brimmed hat, and followed behind the children. The family traveled slowly.

The villagers were taken aback when they saw Gu Chenghuai carrying large bags and a live chicken. They asked curiously, "Chenghuai, are you going back to your wife's parents' house again?"

While asking the questions, he kept wondering to himself, "Didn't they just come over a few days ago? And didn't Lin's parents come over yesterday? Why are they coming over again?"
Lin Zhao replied, "I'm not going back to my parents' home; I'm going to see my uncle."

The villagers suddenly realized, "Oh, you're going to see your uncle? You should go, go quickly, don't keep us any longer."

Less than half an hour after Lin Zhao and his family left, news that they had gone to town to visit Uncle Song spread to every household.

Even the educated youth who had gradually become numb from farm work knew about it.

The female educated youth, Meng Xiaoying, said regretfully, "I forgot to ask Comrade Lin to bring something! Sigh, I should have asked her yesterday afternoon! I'm completely out of toothpaste."

Another female educated youth said, "Use mine first, and return it to me when you buy it."

In front of everyone, Meng Xiaoying said she was out of toothpaste and wanted to borrow some without having to return it. To her surprise, the one who responded was the most direct and calculating female educated youth. She lowered her eyes, and anger flashed in them.

“…Okay.” She forced a smile. “Thank you.”

The female educated youth waved her hand, "No need to thank me. We all come from different parts of the country and are good comrades. It is only right that we help each other."

You're being stingy, making me pay you back is unacceptable.

Meng Xiaoying thought to herself, but didn't respond.

The careless male educated youth didn't notice the situation here.

Wen Huaiyuan's gaze was deep and thoughtful. "I've wanted a pair of work gloves for a long time. My hands have gotten rough from doing rough work every day."

Song Qian looked at him, "A grown man...don't be so dramatic."

"Of course you'll say I'm being pretentious if you have gloves on," Wen Huaiyuan retorted with a hum, then added, "I don't care. When Comrade Lin and her family come back, I'll definitely go to her and ask her to buy me some things."

We need both necessities and food.

At this moment, Su Yi reminded them, "The supply and marketing cooperative is closed today."

The educated youth had really forgotten.

The group slapped their foreheads, and Wen Huaiyuan said, "...Then it's alright."

Meng Xiaoying and the others stopped worrying about it.

Lin Zhao was unaware of these things.

Not long after they left the brigade, they saw Song Yuncheng riding a bicycle towards them from afar.

Song Yuncheng also saw his sister's family, sped up his bike and jumped off, a bright smile on his face, "Sister, brother-in-law."

"How did you come?"

Meeting his sister's questioning gaze, Song Yuncheng felt a pang of guilt for a couple of seconds. "Didn't I say I'd come to pick you up? Sis, have you forgotten?"

Could Lin Zhao really say she forgot? She vehemently denied it, "How could I forget? It's just that you came too early, and my brain didn't process it yet."

Song Yuncheng almost believed it.

He secretly curled his lip.

Seeing the third and fourth cubs, his face lit up with a smile.

"Third son, fourth son, do you want to ride in the car? Uncle will take you!" He patted the front bar of the bicycle, which was surrounded by a foam pad, and reached out to the two little ones.

So cute, his third and fourth babies!

Qianbao tilted her little head back and clearly corrected her uncle's words, her voice sweet and innocent, "It's Qianbao, not Sanzai."

Yao Bao stood in front of her brother, her little face rosy, her eyes dark and bright, and her sweet little voice called out, "Yao Bao."

Song Yuncheng immediately realized something, "You have a new name?"

Hengbao, the lively and eye-catching one, jumped out and said quickly, "That's right, my grandpa named us that. My name is Gu Zhiheng, but my family calls me Hengbao. My brother's name is Gu Zhiyu, but my family calls him..."

Yu Bao didn't get a chance to speak, and he stomped his foot in frustration, feeling that this action was not very big-brotherly. The little guy looked nervously at his parents, and when he found that they weren't paying attention, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole little guy became more composed.

Lin Zhao was laughing so hard she almost burst out laughing. She pursed her lips to stop herself from spitting out her laughter.

Gu Chenghuai also noticed his eldest son's actions, and a smile flashed in his deep eyes.

Song Yuncheng called out the new names of his four nephews one by one: "Yu Bao, Heng Bao, Qian Bao, Yao Bao".

The four little ones are very satisfied.

"Sister, how do you write their names?" Song Yuncheng put Yaobao on the front beam, then picked up Qianbao and placed him on the back seat, which was also wrapped in cushions, and casually asked Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao smiled and said, "Zhi is the 'zhi' in 'knowledge,' Yu Bao is the right side of the 'lü' in 'law,' and Heng is..."

After listening, Song Yuncheng looked at the four children with sympathy, "Your names all have quite a few strokes. You'll have to write your names carefully during exams in the future."

He had similar struggles when he was a child, but he never imagined that Yu Bao and his friends would have even more complicated issues.

I don't know how their grandfather managed to translate such complicated characters.

Hengbao also found it difficult to write, but the child never admits defeat and boasted, "It's okay, I'll get used to it after writing it a few more times."

Song Yuncheng freed one hand and patted his little head, "Awesome, you're such an optimistic idiot... Hengbao."

I almost called for Erzai again.

Hengbao understood and looked at Uncle Yuncheng, "Uncle, you need to get used to my new name soon. My parents didn't call me by the wrong name."

"Okay, okay, I'll get used to it," Song Yuncheng laughed. "You believe I can change today?"

"I believe you." Hengbao felt very proud.

After finishing his sentence, he added, "Awesome."

Song Yuncheng almost fell to the ground, feeling so guilty that he didn't dare to look at his sister and brother-in-law.

“…Hengbao, children shouldn’t use foul language.”

Hengbao stared at him. "Why? Didn't you say that 'awesome' isn't a compliment?"

"I'm an adult, I can say anything, but you're a child, you can't say anything." Song Yuncheng was sweating profusely.

Hengbao and his brother walked hand in hand, striding forward, and he said with a grin, "I'm not a little kid, I'm a big kid, right, brother?"

Yu Bao nodded, "That's right!"

"..." Song Yuncheng looked at Lin Zhao for help, his voice trembling, "Sister~~!!!"

Look at your twins!

He was afraid that the two boys would talk nonsense when they got home. If his father found out that they were leading Yu Bao and Heng Bao astray, he would definitely take off his shoe and slap him. Then he would lose all face!

Lin Zhao couldn't help but chuckle, patting the twins' heads. "Yu Bao and Heng Bao, don't tease your uncle. He's your elder, so you have to listen to him."

Yu Bao stood ramrod straight, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and said in a light voice, "Okay, I know!"

"Hehe." Hengbao covered her mouth and laughed.

Song Yuncheng could easily tell they were teasing him, and feigned anger, "You two are doing this on purpose, you naughty boys."

She freed one hand to gently rub Yao Bao's little face, her face full of smiles, "Our Yao Bao and Qian Bao are still the best."

Yu Bao and Heng Bao didn't fight each other at all; the two brothers were still very happy.

Song Yuncheng: "..."

Lin Zhao smiled to ease her cousin's embarrassment, "Yuncheng, did your aunt put the soft padding on the bicycle on?"

These words amused Song Yuncheng, and he burst out laughing.

“It’s not my mom, it’s my dad. My dad knew I was coming to pick you up, so he took apart the old cotton quilts at home early this morning and asked someone in the family with a sewing machine to help him make them.”

His mother also knew how to use a sewing machine, but his father thought it was too slow, so he took half a bag of brown sugar and asked someone to sew it for him.

"Thank you for your trouble, Uncle," Lin Zhao said gratefully.

Song Yuncheng clicked his tongue, "Old Song doesn't find it troublesome at all. He's overjoyed. He's been looking forward to your arrival since last night. He specially bought candy for the four kids, asked someone to make mung bean cakes for them, and even exchanged milk powder with an old friend, making people think he has a grandson! I really..."

He's really hard to judge.

Lin Zhao smiled brightly, "Uncle is still so kind."

“That’s right!” Song Yuncheng couldn’t agree more. “My dad values ​​you more than me and Yun Jin.”

Lin Zhao never doubted it.

At this moment, Yu Bao shook her hand, "Mom, Uncle said Dad? What's Dad?"

Throughout the various production brigades under the commune, no one called their parents "Dad" or "Mom." They all followed the way the villagers addressed their parents, calling them "father" and "mother." It's normal that the children didn't know this.

“City people don’t call their fathers ‘dad,’ they call them ‘father.’ Your Uncle Yuncheng’s father is his father, understand?” Lin Zhao explained softly to the twins.

Yu Bao and Heng Bao are both smart kids, so of course they can understand.

"What do city people call 'mother'?" Yu Bao tilted his head. "Mama," Lin Zhao replied.

Yu Bao looked at her, her voice light and cheerful, "Mommy!?"

He perfectly exemplified the principle of applying what one has learned.

"Yes, my good boy." Lin Zhao replied with a smile.

Hengbao then shouted loudly, "Mommy!!"

Lin Zhao responded again.

Seeing that their older brothers had changed how they addressed each other, the twins also called out to their mother in a babyish voice, "Mommy~!"

They spoke in unison, their voices sweet and soft, making one feel dizzy.

Lin Zhao smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Mm."

Children are receptive to new things. Hengbao asked with a smile, "Mom, can we call you Mom from now on?"

"Sure!" Lin Zhao, a girl who grew up in the city, didn't feel awkward at all when the child called her "Mom."

Besides, she will be bringing four children with her to the army, and calling them "mother" will make them laugh at by other children, so it's better to change it sooner rather than later.

"Mom!" Hengbao called out.

"Ah."

Hengbao looked at Gu Chenghuai again and called out, "Dad?"

Gu Chenghuai was mature beyond his years; if he didn't want to, no one could read his emotions from his face. He calmly replied, "Yes."

"Dad, why aren't you saying anything?" Hengbao felt that his father was not saying much and even wanted to sigh.

Gu Chenghuai looked down at him and asked, "What did you say?"

Hengbao choked, then puffed out her cheeks, "Join our conversation!"

His expression conveyed a sense of disappointment and frustration.

Yu Bao also put on a serious face and said, "Dad, you don't talk much, which makes Mom feel bored!"

Lin Zhao: “?”

Ok?
Gu Chenghuai paused slightly, his brows furrowing imperceptibly, his expression serious. He subconsciously reviewed the situation in his mind, repeatedly confirming whether his wife had shown him even the slightest impatience or perfunctoriness. The answer was no.

He looked at Lin Zhao, his calm and powerful voice ringing out, "Me, boring?"

Lin Zhao shook her head and chuckled, "Of course not."

Her father is a quiet and composed person in public, but he responds to every word she says and is as reliable as can be.

Gu Chenghuai glanced at the twins, then casually walked away.

talkative.

The twins didn't notice the disgust; seeing that their mother didn't care, they stopped caring.

Song Yuncheng was about to burst out laughing at this family.

We chatted and laughed, and time flew by. In the blink of an eye, we arrived in the county, not so far from home anymore.

Unable to contain himself, Song Yuncheng said to Lin Zhao and Gu Chenghuai, "Sister, brother-in-law, you two take your time. I'll take Qianbao and Yaobao home first."

He could see Yaobao in front, so he didn't take any precautions; but with the tiny little dumpling sitting behind him, he wasn't so careless, so he tied himself and Qianbao together with a wide cloth strap to ensure safety.

Lin Zhao, knowing her uncle was waiting at home, agreed. Looking at the twins, she gently instructed, "Qianbao, Yaobao, you two come with your uncle first. We're going to the place where Mom lived when she was little. Don't be afraid, we'll be right behind you and come over in a bit, okay?"

Qianbao remembered Song Yuncheng and knew they were family, so she wasn't afraid and obediently agreed, "Okay."

"Where's Yaobao?" Lin Zhao asked her daughter again.

Yao Bao didn't want to go at first, but seeing how brave her brother was, she agreed, "Okay."

"What brave little ones." Lin Zhao praised the twins, and the last bit of reluctance in their hearts completely disappeared.

"Mommy, hurry up." Qianbao reached out his little hand and grabbed his mother's hand, his voice calm and sweet.

Lin Zhao's lips unconsciously curled up. "I know."

"Qianbao, stick your legs up, be careful not to get caught in the car wheels," she warned her son.

Qianbao, wearing tiger-head shoes, stood with his little feet sticking up high, looking serious and gripping the car seat tightly with his little hands. His serious and cute appearance was almost unfair.

After finishing everything, he looked at his mother, asking for praise.

Lin Zhao stroked the little guy's soft hair and praised, "Great job."

The little dumpling curled up the corners of its mouth, its smile incredibly cute.

"Yuncheng, go ahead, ride slowly on the road," Lin Zhao said to Song Yuncheng.

Song Yuncheng saluted, "Sister, brother-in-law, don't worry, even if I fall and hurt myself, I won't hurt Qianbao and Yaobao."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his right leg over the front bar of the bicycle, pushed off hard, and the three people on the bicycle slid off.

"Going home!" he shouted, steadily increasing his speed and quickly disappearing from the spot.

Without stopping, Song Yuncheng brought the twins to the textile factory's residential building.

Uncle Song was waiting downstairs, standing under a tree with his hands behind his back, talking to his neighbor on the second floor.

"Dad, come and see who I brought."

Upon hearing this sound, Uncle Song quickly looked in the direction from which it came and immediately spotted the little girl on the front beam of the bicycle.

She has a bob haircut, her shiny black hair is half-tied up, and a pretty hair flower is tied on top of her head. She is wearing a pink dress, her skin is as white as a glutinous rice ball, her eyes are like stars, and her cheeks are rosy. She is so cute that she can melt people's hearts.

Uncle Song strode closer, his eyes fixed on her. "Is this Fourth Son?"

He was a stranger to Yao Bao, and she was scared. She turned around, grabbed Song Yuncheng's clothes, and called out "Uncle!" in her little voice, her voice filled with panic, "Uncle! Uncle!!"

Song Yuncheng was so smug, but he didn't dare to get cocky. He said in a high-pitched voice, "Don't be afraid. This dark-skinned uncle isn't a bad person. He's your mother's uncle. You should call him Grand-Uncle."

"Grand-uncle?" Yao Bao asked in her sweet, childlike voice.

Uncle Song's mind went blank, and he happily replied, "Oh! It's my great-uncle."

The fierce-looking Song Gong's voice also cracked up.

"Fourth son, look what gift your great-uncle has prepared for you!" He took out a cloth tiger and was overjoyed to see his niece's child.

Yao Bao turned around and saw the cloth tiger; her eyes lit up.

Uncle Song could tell the little girl liked it, and his eyes lit up with pride. Sure enough, the same method he used to coax Zhao Zhao had worked on the baby she gave birth to.

He handed the cloth tiger to Yaobao.

Yao Bao took it, her chubby little hands hugging the cloth tiger, looking incredibly cute.

"It's not 'Fourth Child,' it's 'Pretty Baby'!" the little dumpling corrected in her childish voice.

"Yaobao?"

Uncle Song looked at Song Yuncheng.

Song Yuncheng: "..." Good heavens, I finally saw him!
He didn't dare to be presumptuous and gave his own father a proper explanation.

"Yaobao, what a good name." Uncle Song could only praise.

Song Yuncheng didn't get off his bicycle; he braced himself with his left foot on the ground, completely blocking Qianbao from view.

"Uncle." He poked his uncle with one finger, his voice, though childish, carried a quiet calmness.

Uncle Song only then realized he had a baby. He walked around the front of the car and saw a very delicate little face.

"Qianbao?"

Qianbao curled her fingers slightly and nodded calmly, "Grand Uncle."

"?" His remarkably calm demeanor made Uncle Song think he had seen twins. "Yes."

Uncle Song walked a short distance away, holding a small ball in his hand, and approached Qianbao. He handed the ball to him and said, "Qianbao, this is a gift from your great-uncle. Do you like this ball?"

Qianbao remembered what her mother said: she should say thank you when she receives a gift.

The child thanked him earnestly, "Thank you, Uncle."

Uncle Song was surprised again. "You're welcome."

"Did your great-uncle carry you down?" he asked, inquiring about Qianbao's surprise.

Qianbao opened his arms to his maternal uncle.

Uncle Song smiled broadly as he took the baby in his arms.

"Let's go home with Uncle."

(End of this chapter)