The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Wang Gang slowly regained consciousness, and the shaking around him made him very uncomfortable.

"Where am I?"

Wang Gang looked around and saw nothing but darkness, with only a hint of light coming through the cracks.

A small hand quietly held Wang Gang's right hand. A strange yet familiar feeling surged into his heart, making Wang Gang not let go of the small hand.

"Tunan, you have to hold your sister's hand, understand?"

A deep voice drilled into his ears. Wang Gang subconsciously tightened his hands, and then immediately noticed something strange.

“I’ve become smaller.”

Wang Gang felt that his strength had become smaller. No, it should be said that his whole body had become smaller.

After pulling out his left hand with great effort, Wang Gang discovered that his hand was only half the size it once was, chubby and obviously a child's hand.

The next moment, strange memories flooded into my mind.

"My name is Zhuang Tunan, I'm ten years old, and I live in the dormitory building of Suzhou No. 1977 Cotton Mill? It's now!"

Wang Gang shook his head, and everything around him suddenly stopped. It turned out that the bus had arrived at the stop.

A huge force pushed Wang Gang out of the car, and he held his sister "Zhuang Xiaoting" tightly with his right hand.

"Tuanan, Xiaoting, are you okay?" a middle-aged woman asked with concern.

Through Zhuang Tunan’s memory, Wang Gang knew that the woman in front of him was his mother in this life, "Huang Ling".

"Mom, we're fine." Zhuang Xiaoting replied sensibly.

Huang Ling saw that her son didn't respond for a long time and thought that his head had just been squeezed on the bus, so she touched Wang Gang's little head with concern.

"Tunan, are you okay?"

Wang Gang reacted and replied: "Mom, I'm fine. It was too stuffy in the bus just now. I just couldn't breathe."

Huang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and then looked back at her husband Zhuang Chaoying.

Zhuang Chaoying was the last one to get off the bus. He was carrying two large bags and a chicken, looking quite disheveled.

"Everyone is fine!" Zhuang Chaoying gathered with his family, pushed his black-framed glasses and said, "If nothing goes wrong, we'll go to grandpa and grandma's house."

Huang Ling took a bag from her husband and said to Wang Gang, "Tunan, you are the older brother, holding your sister's hand on the road, do you know?"

"Oh." Wang Gang turned his head and looked at his six-year-old sister Zhuang Xiaoting.

Zhuang Xiaoting was already naturally holding Wang Gang's hand at this time, and her little face flushed as she said, "Mom, I will hold my brother's hand well."

Zhuang Chaoying said impatiently: "Let's go! Don't let the elderly wait for us. Tunan and Xiaoting, remember to call for help when you see the elders."

"Got it, Dad." Wang Gang replied very naturally. At this time, he had completely digested Zhuang Tunan's memory and could play the role of his son vividly.

The family of four walked into the alley. Wang Gang "remembered" that his grandparents' house was at the end of the alley on the left, and it was a bungalow.

Zhuang Chaoying took the lead, feeling like a wanderer returning home, and was the first to push open the door of the bungalow.

"Dad, Mom, hurry up, here we come."

A middle-aged man soon walked out of the room. He was a few years younger than Zhuang Chaoying, slightly plump, and had a ruddy face. It was Zhuang Chaoying's third brother, Zhuang Ganmei.

"Brother, you came quite early." Zhuang Ganmei called out enthusiastically.

When he saw the bags in Zhang Chaoying and Huang Ling's hands, his smile grew even wider.

"It's Mom's birthday today, so let's come over early to cook." Zhuang Chaoying handed the bag to his third brother very naturally, and then said, "Are Mom and Dad in the room?"

"Yes, they are all here." Zhuang Ganmei took the bag and saw two cans of yellow peaches inside. She couldn't stop smiling.

Zhuang Chaoying said to his wife and children behind him: "Come with me in and wish grandma a happy birthday." Huang Ling reluctantly handed the gift and chicken to Zhuang Ganmei, and went into the house with her two children.

Inside the house, an elderly couple was sitting at a dining table eating melon seeds. They didn't even raise their heads when they saw their eldest son and his family come in.

Wang Gang had a very bad first impression of his grandparents in this life, but he still had to say happy birthday to his grandmother against his will.

"My eldest grandson is here!" When Zhuang's mother saw Wang Gang, she rarely smiled and waved to Wang Gang to come over.

Wang Gang looked up at his mother Huang Ling, who gently pushed Wang Gang from behind.

"Grandma, I wish you good fortune as vast as the East Sea and a long life as great as the Southern Mountains!" Wang Gang walked up to Zhuang's mother and said a few polite words.

"My dear grandson." Mother Zhuang touched Wang Gang's arm and took out a piece of White Rabbit milk candy from her pocket.

"Eat sweets."

Wang Gang took the White Rabbit candy and found that his grandpa and grandma ignored Zhuang Xiaoting, let alone gave her the candy.

"Huang Ling, the kitchen stove is ready." Zhuang's mother said to Huang Ling rather harshly: "You and Xiao Ting go cook!"

Wang Gang looked at his grandmother in astonishment and asked in surprise: "Let Xiaoting cook?"

Zhuang Xiaoting is only six years old this year and has just started the first grade of primary school. At this age, let alone cooking, she can’t even use chopsticks properly!
"When Xiaoting grows up, she can help your mother and learn some skills so that it will be easier for her to find a husband in the future." Zhuang's mother said as a matter of course.

Wang Gang's eyes widened. He didn't expect his grandmother to say such nonsense.

"There's fire and oil in the kitchen. What if Xiaoting gets burned?" Wang Gang glanced at his father and mother and said, "Mom, don't let Xiaoting go into the kitchen! I'll help you."

Zhuang Chaoying was a little tempted, but then his father said: "Tunan, you are a boy, how can you enter the kitchen? Cooking is what women should do.

Come to daddy and I will give you some melon seeds."

Wang Gang frowned slightly, noticing his grandparents' tendency to favor boys over girls, and felt very unhappy.

Zhuang Chaoying said: "Dad, let me go to the kitchen to help Huang Ling!"

Zhuang's father's face changed, and he said seriously: "Come and sit down. We haven't seen each other for a while. Come and sit down and chat."

Zhuang Chaoying glanced at his wife in embarrassment. Huang Ling had long been accustomed to the temper of the Zhuang family's two elders, and said obediently: "Chaoying, you chat with my parents for a while, I will take Xiaoting to the kitchen. Don't worry, I will watch Xiaoting."

"Okay then." Although Zhuang Chaoying felt uncomfortable, he still obediently sat next to Zhuang's father.

Wang Gang was held in Zhuang's mother's arms the whole time, and he couldn't help even if he wanted to.

"Tuanan, how have you been studying recently? What place did you get in the class in this exam?" Zhuang's father asked with concern.

Wang Gang was so focused on his mother and sister in the kitchen next door that he didn't hear Zhuang's father's question. Zhuang Chaoying replied:
"Tunan did well in the exam this time, ranking third in the class. The teacher said that as long as he maintains his grades, it will not be a problem for him to get into No. 1 Middle School in the future."

"No. 1 Middle School is great! It's a key middle school, and all the students who go there are good students." Zhuang's mother said to Wang Gang with a smile: "Tunan, eat some melon seeds and catch up with the beauty. Go to the house and get some walnuts. They are good for the brain, and they are just right for Tunan."

"Okay, Mom." Zhuang Ganmei obediently went into the house and took out a plate of walnuts, which seemed to have been prepared long ago.

Zhuang's mother peeled walnuts herself and gave them to Wang Gang and his two cousins ​​Zhuang Zhendong and Zhuang Zhenbei. The others didn't even get a walnut shell.

As Huang Ling prepared the dishes one by one, Zhuang's father and mother invited everyone to the table to eat, leaving Huang Ling and Xiao Ting to continue working in the kitchen.

When Huang Ling finished cooking all the dishes and was ready to eat, Zhuang's mother said, "Huang Ling, the table is full! You and Xiao Ting should go to the kitchen to eat, okay!"

Zhuang Chaoying and Wang Gang were both stunned.

"Mom, I'm almost done eating. Let Huang Ling come to the table to eat!" Zhuang Chaoying wanted to stand up and give his wife a seat.

"No need to trouble you, just let Huang Ling and Xiao Ting eat in the kitchen!" Zhuang's mother held Zhuang Chaoying down.

Wang Gang couldn't bear it any longer and threw his chopsticks onto the table, shocking everyone! (End of this chapter)