Chapter 524 Mom, are you so partial to me?
Chapter 524 Mom, are you so partial to me?
Zhou Rong's house has been maintained by his father and mother. Even though no one has lived there for a long time, there is no odor.
Just as Zhou Chuanjing said, there were indeed many new houses built around her house, and several of them were built with blue bricks.
When everyone saw her, they would greet her warmly and invite her to their homes for dinner, but Zhou Rong declined.
Seeing that the house was clean, Zhou Rong wanted to move in with his children. Zhou's mother, who came with him, said, "Your house is too lonely. I have a place to live. Why don't you go to my place? It's more lively and we can talk."
Zhou Rong: "Okay, I'll do as you say."
It was very hot in the countryside in July. Zhou's father was worried that his children would not be able to sleep at night due to the heat. In the evening, he cleaned the doorway, then took a thick straw cigarette bundle and lit it to smoke away mosquitoes.
After dark, Zhou's father brought out a bamboo bed and spread a mat on the ground.
Zhou's father said that the bamboo bed was for Zhou Rong and Zhou's mother to sleep on, as they were women and should be treated preferentially. He and his children slept on mats.
When the children couldn't sleep at first, Zhou's father started telling them stories, first about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and then about Water Margin. The children became more and more excited as they listened, and they even imitated some of the martial arts moves.
Mother Zhou watched their actions with a smile and whispered to Zhou Rong, "Is the box that was placed under your bed still there?"
Zhou Rong: "Yes, I will bring it back to you next time."
Mother Zhou: "No, there are some old things in the box, which I saved when I was young. The policy was tight before, and I was afraid of showing off my wealth and bringing disaster, so I didn't dare to take it out.
Now individuals are allowed to do business, some wealthy families build houses and eat meat every meal, and no one checks on them. The government also encourages everyone to become millionaires. I think policies will become more and more open, and those things will not be conspicuous when they are taken out.
Everything in the box is for you. If you like it, take it out and use it. If you don’t like it, you can keep it. It may be valuable in the future.”
Zhou Rong asked with a smile: "Aren't you going to give some to Jiahua and the others?"
Zhou's mother: "No, it's all yours."
Zhou Rong laughed and said, "Mom, are you so partial to me?"
Mother Zhou: "You are my first child, and you have done so much for our family over the years. Without you, our family would not be what it is today. You deserve those things.
I know you don’t need money, but it’s my intention, so don’t refuse it, and don’t tell Jiahua and the others, lest they get upset.”
Zhou Rong: "Okay, thank you, Mom."
Mother Zhou: "I should be the one thanking you. If you hadn't brought us to the city, helped us solve our problems one by one, and trained Qi Guang and Qing Hong to be so outstanding, our family would probably still be stuck in the countryside and would never be able to make a name for ourselves.
Your father and I would never have a pension. We would be looked up to wherever we go and live such a comfortable life. We would probably have died of exhaustion or illness long ago.
The old things in the box cannot compare to your efforts. I don’t have anything else to show for it, so I can only use those things to make up for it.”
Zhou Rong: "Mom, don't say such things. I am lucky enough to be your daughter. It is God's favor to me. Without your careful teaching, I would not be where I am today.
Jiahua, Jiafu and Qiguang are very motivated. As long as they are given some advice, they are willing to change and contribute to the family. Only then will our family get better and better."
Mother Zhou: "Compared to those unfilial sons, they are indeed good, but they can't be compared with you. Remember not to tell them what's in the box. I don't want them to come to me to 'settle accounts', so I simply don't let them know the existence of those things."
Zhou Rong: "Okay."
Father Zhou told stories until his voice was almost hoarse, and only then did the three children fall asleep.
Worried that they would be bitten by mosquitoes, Zhou's mother lit some mosquito coils and took turns with Zhou's father to fan them with palm-leaf fans.
Zhou Rong wanted to help, but his mother wouldn't let him: "You go to sleep. Your father and I are old and don't sleep much. We will take care of the child."
Zhou Rong couldn't persuade her and had to give up.
Zhou's mother not only let Zhou Rong sleep, but also fanned her with a palm-leaf fan.
Zhou Rong lay on the bamboo bed, feeling the cool breeze from the palm-leaf fan, feeling extremely happy...
Within two days of Zhou Jifan and his companions returning, they had become familiar with the village children. They played with hoops, spinning tops, and marbles together, and also went together to collect bird eggs, catch pheasants, and play various games.
Zhou Rong often couldn't find anyone and had to shout at the top of his voice to find out where they were.
Zhou Rong criticized Zhou Jifan and others, saying that they were playing too wildly and should be careful about getting caught.
Zhou Jifan argued: "Grandma, we are playing the game of soldiers catching robbers. If we don't hide well, we will be caught, right?
Great-grandfather said Zhoujiawan is the safest place, there are militia patrols, outsiders dare not enter the village to do bad things, we will be safe. "
Zhong Qiaoen: "Grandma, every time you yell, I can't help but answer you, and then people find out. Can you please not yell our names when we're playing games in the future?"
Zhou Rong: "...Do you think you are making me worry?"
Chen Jinyu: "We will be back when it's time for dinner, grandma, you don't have to worry. Besides, we have practiced the moves you taught us, so the bad guys can't catch us. If they dare to cause trouble without fear of death, we will beat them down!"
Zhou Rong: "You are all so capable, so go to the fields and harvest rice to earn your own food. No bargaining is allowed. If anyone disobeys, copy the poetry collection I brought back from beginning to end."
Zhou Jifan: "Grandma, that book has hundreds of pages!"
Zhou Rong: "Yes, I know, that's why I let you copy it."
Zhou Jifan, Zhong Qiaoen, Chen Jinyu: "..."
After the summer vacation, they might not be able to finish copying the book of hundreds of pages. After weighing the pros and cons, Zhou Jifan and the other two decided to go harvest rice. They called Luo Zhiyuan to go along, saying that good brothers should share weal and woe, and no one should be left behind at this time.
Luo Qiuyue supported Luo Zhiyuan in doing farm work. The child was spoiled by her and grew up in such a pampered way. If Zhou Rong had not occasionally disciplined him, he would have become lawless long ago.
When Luo Zhiyuan heard that they had to cut rice, he didn't want to go. Luo Qiuyue coaxed and tricked him into sending him to Zhou Rong, and then ran away when he wasn't paying attention.
Looking at Luo Qiuyue's running back, Luo Zhiyuan wanted to cry.
Zhou Rong gave each of the four children a straw hat and said, "We will divide the tasks later. Whoever does a good job will be rewarded with a bottle of soda and five candies."
Zhou Jifan: "Grandma, you did a great job, can you give me some more candies as a reward? I have a lot of brothers, and five candies are not enough."
Zhou Rong: "Then call your brothers along. I'll give them candy after they complete the mission."
Zhou Jifan: "No problem!"
In this way, a group of children who were brothers with Zhou Jiawan and Zhou Jifan were all taken to the fields to harvest rice.
They originally blamed Zhou Jifan for not having a clear mind and becoming stupid in the city, not thinking of them when there were good things to do, but actually dragging them along to work in the fields.
Later, when he heard that there was toffee to eat, he quickly picked up his sickle and followed Zhou Rong to harvest rice...
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