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

Chapter 133 "Created a News Story"

Hearing the excited voices around him, Yu Bao paused for a moment and looked at his friends.

Why didn't you call me and Hengbao?

Yuanbao whispered to Xiao Hei Shou, "Your family is all here and still talking, so we don't dare to shout."

Cat Egg remained silent, its expression slightly complicated.

He suggested that they shout, but the other children disagreed and shrank back.

Even Amber couldn't stand it, so she tried to pry them off with her feet and nudge them with her head, but it was no use.

“What’s there to be afraid of? My family is very nice, they don’t bully kids. Just call us from now on, we’ll come out when we hear you.” Yu Bao said seriously.

"Okay," the child replied.

Hengbao took out photos of Yuanbao, Dazhuang, and the others, her voice cheerful, "Yuanbao, Dazhuang... your photos!"

"Wow!"

The children touched the photos and cheered.

"The gold ingot is printed on a small piece of paper, and there's a big banyan tree behind it!"

"A gold ingot was placed around someone's neck, along with a big red flower, giggle giggle..."

Yuanbao felt uncomfortable being laughed at by his friends and said loudly, "Stop laughing, let's listen to some music."

He also knew how to change the subject.

Yu Bao was very thoughtful. He knew that taking photos would cost money, and the village chief was worried about the cost. He was afraid that Yuan Bao and the others would get the photos wet, so he suggested, "Yuan Bao, Tie Niu, Da Zhuang... you take the photos home first, and then we'll listen to the radio. We won't listen to it yet; we'll wait for you here. The photos will get wet if you hold them in your hands, and they'll get wrinkled if you put them in your pocket."

Hengbao added, "A photo is very expensive."

Upon hearing this, the child didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly ran home.

He ran a few steps and then suddenly stopped.

Look back.

"Yu Bao, Heng Bao, you have to wait for us."

The child's voice was sweet and soft, and Lin Zhao, who had just stepped out of the house, couldn't help but smile.

When the twins saw her, they jumped up and exclaimed, "Mommy, where are you going?"

"I'm just wandering around, want to come along?" Lin Zhao smiled.

The children who weren't in the photo grabbed Yu Bao and Heng Bao's hands, shook them, and whispered pleadingly, "We want to listen to the radio!"

“I remember,” Yu Bao answered her friend.

Then she looked at Lin Zhao and said, "Mom, we're not going. Hengbao and I promised the other kids we'd listen to the radio with them. You go ahead, but take it easy. Come home when you're tired."

Lin Zhao: "..."

What's with the second half of that sentence? It sounds like something her parents would say.

"Okay, you guys have fun." Lin Zhao waved his hand and left unhurriedly, heading towards the foot of the mountain.

Yu Bao stared at her back for a long time.

He thought his mother was acting a little strange.

Mom used to like to lie down after get off work, and Dad would ask her to go out for a walk, but she wouldn't. Why has she been going out so much these past few days? Is there anything good to see in the mountains?

Before long, Yuanbao, Tieniu, and the others ran over, accompanied by loud children's voices.

"Twins, we're here!"

"Oh, you really waited for us."

Yu Bao said in a serious tone, "I promised you. You have to keep your promises. My dad said it's a matter of trust."

“My mom never keeps her promises to me.” Yuanbao clenched her little hands, very angry. “She said she would take me to the city to play, but she never did. She’s a big liar.”

“Your mother has to work in the fields to earn work points. If she doesn’t work for a day, she won’t get any work points; if she doesn’t work for two days, she won’t get any work points for two days. Only with work points can you get grain and money. Yuanbao, your mother is saving money. When she has saved enough, she will take you there.” Yubao had often heard his father muttering this, and he knew how important work points were to people in the countryside.

He still felt that it was better to be a city dweller.

After listening to his friend's words, Yuanbao was no longer angry. "Okay."

Tie Niu was extremely anxious and urged, "When can we listen to the radio?"

Hengbao reached for the radio switch with his little hand, turned it, and the patriotic song started playing. He turned up the volume, and now the sound could be heard several meters away.

The adults in the village were attracted by the sound.

"Big brother, is this a radio?" The person asked, sounding shocked and incredulous.

No way!
Who would let their kid play with a radio worth hundreds of dollars?
Yu Bao frowned and said, "I'm not called Da Zai, I'm called Gu Zhiyu."

“Uncle, you can call me Yu Bao,” he emphasized again.

The middle-aged man didn't care at all. Aren't Da Zai and Yu Bao the eldest sons of Cheng Huai's family? Why bother with such a fuss?

"Is this a radio? It must be fake!"

“It’s not fake!” Hengbao retorted loudly, “It’s a gift from my great-uncle to my brother and me, a radio.”

The little guy felt that his great-uncle was being looked down upon, and he seriously refuted what the villagers said.

Another person said, "I've seen radios before, they're big metal boxes, but yours..."

He stared at the black and white cat, his face full of disbelief.

Yu Bao looked at the man and said logically, "If not, why can it make a sound? Besides a radio, what else can make a sound?"

The villagers had no idea and were speechless when asked.

"This radio was assembled by my great-uncle. He thought the radios sold in stores were not nice and not suitable for children. He also learned from Uncle Yuncheng that Hengbao and I like cats, so he made a cat radio. This is the radio!" Yubao explained again impatiently.

"Alright, alright, it's a radio." Seeing how serious the little boy was, the villagers chimed in with a few words.

Then, changing the subject, he asked, "Besides listening to music, is this thing any other good for?"

Yu Bao felt she had convinced the other party and happily curled up the corners of her mouth, "Yes, you can listen to audiobooks, news, operas... lots of things you can listen to!"

That ignorant kid is exaggerating; these days you can't hear many programs on the radio.

The villagers didn't go out much, and they were even less knowledgeable than Yu Bao. The group of people were impressed but didn't understand.

"What's the news?" someone asked.

Even the twins didn't know.

Yu Bao sat on the big rock, swung her legs, and stared with her cute little face.

"I forgot to ask."

Hengbao said, "I forgot to ask too."

Just then, Gu Chenghuai walked out of the Gu family gate, his cold eyes glancing at the children at the door before he looked away indifferently, intending to go to the bridal chamber.

But Hengbao called out to him.

"father!"

Gu Chenghuai stopped and looked at him. "What is it?"

Hengbao asked eagerly, "Dad, do you know what news is? Uncle said you can listen to the news on the radio."

“News is the latest news,” Gu Chenghuai replied to his son. “For example, if you and your brother get a radio, that’s news from our village. News comes in big and small volumes, and the news broadcast on the radio is all big news, organized by province and city.”

Children don't understand at first, but he uses an analogy and they understand.

"My brother and I made some news?" Hengbao looked at his father with bright eyes and pride. "Is that right?"

"..."

That's a valid way of understanding it...

“Yes.” Gu Chenghuai replied and strode away. Yu Bao calmly looked at the uncle who had just asked the question and said, “My dad answered.”

The man he called "uncle" stared incredulously at the cat-shaped radio and exclaimed, "According to your father, with this radio, you two can know what's happening all over the country without leaving home?"

Yu Bao thought for a moment, then said, "Yes."

“Your mother’s uncle is really generous,” said Changsheng’s younger uncle.

He was just one of the onlookers.

"He's my mother's uncle, and also my and my brother's great-uncle!" Hengbao exclaimed, her voice filled with pride. "My great-aunt is also very, very nice; she even cooks delicious meat for us. By the way, my great-aunt is also a worker."

Those present: There's no need to emphasize it.

The excited little boy kept talking, "And my uncles, I mean Uncle Yuncheng and Uncle Yunjin, they are also very nice, they bought us sweet ice cream and took us ice skating."

Ice skating is so much fun! I haven't had enough! My mom can skate too, and she's really good at it. She can glide really far in a flash! I want to skate that well too. My mom says if I skate a few more times... I can skate that well too. She even said she'll take us again sometime.

When he got excited, he even made gestures, making it very vivid.

The villagers had just finished work and hadn't heard the twins talk about the city yet, so they weren't in a hurry to go home for dinner and simply stopped to listen to what they had to say.

"Hengbao, your great-uncle lives in an apartment building, right?"

Hengbao gestured with his hands, "That's right, it's a very tall building, you have to climb the stairs. My great-uncle's house is on the third floor."

"It must be so comfortable to live there," the person said enviously.

Others are envious; these days, no one doesn't want to be a city dweller.

"I don't know if it's comfortable or not, I didn't stay there. Qianbao and Yaobao stayed there, you'll have to ask them." Hengbao thought the sofa was quite comfortable.

Uncle Changsheng looked at the third son sitting there squeezing a ball, whistled at him to attract the little dumpling's attention, and then asked in a joking tone, "Are you comfortable living at your great-uncle's house?"

I asked, but I didn't expect Sanzai to reply.

This little brat is so small, he's not even as tall as his thigh, what does he know? He probably doesn't even know what he's asking.

Unexpectedly, the short, chubby little guy calmly said, "Comfortable."

"Hey, you can understand what I'm saying." Uncle Changsheng looked surprised.

Yu Bao gently patted his younger brother's head, looking smug. "Qian Bao is smart; he understands everything adults say."

The older brother doesn't mind that his younger brother is smarter than him; on the contrary, he's very happy.

This is his younger brother.

"You four kids, tsk tsk!" Uncle Changsheng exclaimed in amazement.

He had heard people say that Sanzai was smart, that he was reading books even when he was very young, and he thought the villagers were exaggerating. But after just one conversation, he realized it was true.

The young man looked at his silly-looking nephew, crossed his arms, and said with disdain, "Sure enough, you can tell whether someone is smart or not when they are very young."

Changsheng was listening to the radio when his uncle suddenly looked down on him. He got angry, jumped up and down, and yelled, "Uncle! What did I do now?!"

"Learn from those four kids." Uncle Changsheng patted his head. "Silly boy."

Ever since being reprimanded by Lin Zhao, Chang Sheng has been isolated by the other children, and his personality has become much more likable. Chang Sheng's uncle has also become a little more agreeable to this kid, whereas he used to be too lazy to pay attention to him.

Changsheng looked at Sizai, who was playing with a cloth tiger, scratched his head, and thought, "I don't want to learn what little girls play with!"
Under the influence of the twins, Changsheng stopped using insulting words like "little brat" and "money-losing girl" and gradually stopped thinking that way.

……

The area in front of the Gu family's house was bustling with activity, but there were hardly any people at the foot of the mountain.

Lin Zhao approached her fourth brother and handed Meng Jiusi two White Rabbit milk candies, saying, "Fourth brother, have a candy to replenish your energy."

Meng Jiusi was chopping pig feed, clumsy yet earnest.

"Thank you." He wiped his sweat, cleaned his hands, took the candy, unwrapped it, popped it into his mouth, tasted the sweetness, and squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

"You're welcome," Lin Zhao said.

She pointed to the pig feed. "Do you need my help?"

Meng Jiusi, not expecting her sister to help her, asked with amusement, "You know how?"

Lin Zhao gave him a look that said, "I'm a country girl, after all. I know how to do basic farm work, okay? I can even harvest wheat and husk corn..."

"I couldn't tell." Meng Jiusi's eyes were full of laughter.

He felt very relaxed and comfortable getting along with the Lin family.

Even when he was in a difficult situation, the appearance of his sister could bring him peace of mind.

"You're like a city girl, the kind who doesn't know what wheat looks like."

When her fourth brother complimented her on her beauty, Lin Zhao smiled and said, "I can't help it, I grew up surrounded by love."

Meng Jiusi didn't connect the dots to her own situation and feel sorry for herself; instead, she was happy for her sister. "That's great!"

"Fourth Brother, how come you don't feel any resentment or dissatisfaction at all?" Lin Zhao really didn't understand. Most people would feel a lot of resentment and think that the whole world owes them something if they received a life script like Fourth Brother's. But her Fourth Brother was so calm and seemed to be able to accept anything.

"What are you resentful about? What are you dissatisfied with?" Meng Jiusi asked calmly.

“I am unfortunate, but I am also lucky to have met my grandfather. He knew that I was not abandoned and that my family had been looking for me. I have no regrets and what more could I ask for?”

He looked at Lin Zhao and said, "You are my own sister, and I want you to be well."

He knew that nine out of ten girls in the countryside were not valued, had no opportunity to go to school, no opportunity to see the world, and spent their lives revolving around their families. When they reached the appropriate age, they could not escape the fate of being exchanged for a dowry...

He was very happy to see his sister being well taken care of by her family. He could also feel that his family was very good to him, and he genuinely felt that having such a family was a blessing.

Unlike Lin Zhao, Meng Jiusi couldn't easily say "I love you"; he only thought it silently in his heart.

"Fourth Brother..." Lin Zhao knew he was speaking from the heart, and her heart was filled with emotion.

"Although I think you're a bit silly, I like you even more now, Fourth Brother."

Meng Jiusi was so flustered that his face was burning.

His ex-wife never said anything so mushy to him.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Apart from Old Master Meng, everyone else in the Meng family disliked him and bullied him openly and secretly. He used to think it was his fate, perhaps he was just born unlikable...

His sister's words of liking him made Meng Jiusi realize that he wasn't so bad after all.

Lin Zhao took out the spiritual needles she had brought. "Fourth Brother, these needles I brought for you, see if they're usable?"

The needles in the needle case were of varying lengths and thicknesses.

She didn't know anything about medicine, nor did she know if her fourth brother could use it.

Meng Jiusi's gaze was fixed intently on the needle her sister had given her.

“It’s useful. Zhaozhao, this set of needles is very precious and can be passed down as a family heirloom.”

Lin Zhao was taken aback, not expecting his fourth brother to have such a high opinion of the needle set. He laughed and said, "Alright, you can keep it as a family heirloom."

His tone was both casual and serious.

Meng Jiusi looked at her abruptly, his eyes filled with disapproval. "I'm your brother, how can I take advantage of my sister? Keep it for yourself, and sell it when you need money. You can get a lot of money that way."

He was the one who said he was selling, but it was he who was full of reluctance.

He wasn't greedy; rather, he felt heartbroken at the thought that the needle might fall into the hands of someone who didn't know any better.

“I don’t lack money,” Lin Zhao replied.

"This needle is still valuable to someone who knows traditional Chinese medicine. Fourth brother, you keep it and study your medical skills well. When you become a famous doctor, plenty of people will try to give you money. If you have money, why wouldn't you spend it on your only sister?"

Meng Jiusi immediately replied, "Definitely not, I'm willing to give you anything."

"That's settled then, stop arguing. Keep the needle; if you're worried about losing it, dig a hole and hide it. You never know when you might need it." Lin Zhao's attitude left no room for refusal.

She was thinking that perhaps her fourth brother would have the opportunity to become a doctor in the brigade in the future, and wouldn't have to do those rough jobs to pass the time anymore.

There are still ten years left.