80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

When Bai Liu left Qiao's house, she refused Bai Mian's meal, and she was sure that the noise in Qiao's house would stop next.

The disputes between children and parents are mostly like this. It is nothing more than mutual belief that the other party does not understand themselves.But in the final analysis, do they know what they want to do?

People can't avoid impulsiveness, and when their brains get hot, they will have ideas, and then they have to bite the bullet and go on, without hitting the south wall and not looking back.

It will be a waste of time to look back later, she just thinks that everyone wants to understand it, so as not to regret it.

She came out of Qiao's house and passed by the waste station to tell Uncle Qiao to go home early.

The elders can't hold back the children. Qiao's family doesn't want Qiao Jianwu to be a soldier, but he doesn't fight Jianwu if they can't argue, but just avoids it helplessly.

No, Uncle Qiao and Qiao Jizu came home late every day, letting Bai Mian and Qiao Jianwu talk slowly.

"...Can that kid figure it out? Hey, it's not that we adults don't want our kids to become dragons and phoenixes, but we're afraid." Uncle Qiao sighed, "Back then your brother-in-law also wanted to be a soldier. Cry, being a soldier at that time was really dead, and our family only passed it on, so I really didn’t dare.”

In the next generation, I finally had two sons, but both of them wanted to be soldiers.

"Since ancient times, there is no one who is immortal in a soldier. Although someone has to sacrifice, he doesn't want his child to die." Uncle Qiao was full of emotion.

Bai Liu squatted on the side and kept silent. She picked and picked useful books from the pile of old books, and in a blink of an eye, she happened to see a famous English book.

Uh, how did this thing get mixed in.

"Uncle Qiao, everything is dangerous," she put together the selected books, and walked to Uncle Qiao's table, "Wealth and wealth are in danger. Let's not talk about life and death, the important thing is that both you and Jianwu Want to understand, can this road go, how to go?"

Uncle Qiao was stunned: "We also know that it is good to be a soldier, but we dare not."

She nodded: "If I have to say it, I used to think that Jianwu was more suitable for being a soldier than Jianwen."

The names of the two brothers are really coincidental. They have a literary and a martial arts, and their personalities are very different.

Qiao Jianwen is introverted, while Qiao Jianwu is outgoing.

In the old society, Qiao Jianwu was born to be a soldier. The most important thing is that he has a strong body and can withstand fighting at first sight.

But it's different now. Newspapers talk about the new era of warfare every day, and frail scholars may not be able to become generals.

Uncle Qiao remained silent for a long time, Bai Liu packed up his things and planned to leave.

"Wait," Uncle Qiao called her suddenly, and quickly took out two small wooden carvings from the drawer below, "Take it back for Tangdou."

Tangdou likes these weird things, and his relatives and friends know it.

There are a lot of messy things in the scrap yard, and Uncle Qiao knows that she likes them, so he will keep them for her on purpose.

Bai Liu put it away with a smile and said hello before leaving.

She has a good relationship with the Qiao family, so naturally she doesn't need to be too polite. Besides, she is a decent person. Uncle Qiao gives toys to the children from time to time, and she also buys things for the Qiao family from time to time. few.

The relationship between people is mutual, and only when you come and go can there be follow-up.

The closer the relationship is, the less clear it is, but it cannot be without feedback.

Song Jiaying used to worry about dealing with people, but in the past few years he has been away, she needs to make preparations after all.

Thinking of Song Jiaying, Bai Liu was in a daze.

Xiang Guilan suggested that she used beauty tricks to fool the experts, but she actually had no scruples, insisting on saying it, but was worried that Tangdou would not be able to accept it.

For four years, there was no news of Song Jiaying, and the Song family no longer sent things every quarter as before, but she and Tangdou did not forget about Song Jiaying.

She didn't think she could find someone more suitable for her than Song Jiaying, and it was impossible for Tangdou to forget her father.

If she had to do a fake show with the "expert" then, how would Tangdou explain?

Sad people.

"Tang Dou, Tang Dou~" As soon as Bai Liu arrived at the alleyway of his home, he heard someone calling Tang Dou's name, and when he looked again, it turned out to be Wu Ya.

Hey, didn't Wu Ya just give birth a few days ago?

Maybe there are more than ten days and more than 20 days?But she couldn't calculate it for less than a month.

Did you come out for a walk before confinement?

She happened to see Tangdou opened the door of her house a crack, and Wu Ya took advantage of the opportunity to enter her house.

Bai Liu:? ? ?
Tang Dou can't be so stupid, she knew since she was a child that no strangers can be let in, and she doesn't know Wu Ya well.

Wu Ya went to her house——

Ah yes, she still has Guan Xiyue at home.

Wu Ya and Guan Xiyue are both educated youths, Wu Ya intends to reminisce about the past?
There is excitement?That can't be without her.

She took a few quick steps to follow, just as Tangdou hadn't closed the door yet.

"Mom, it's just in time for you to come back," Tang Dou waited for her to stop the bicycle and quickly ran a few steps.

Wu Ya just saw her coming in, nodded slightly, and immediately pulled Guan Xiyue to the east room.

Bai Liu glanced at them, did not speak, took out the things brought back today from the bicycle basket, "Grandpa Qiao gave it to you, I passed by the state-run restaurant today and saw a roast chicken, I bought two, do you want to eat it?" Eat one first."

Now is the time for Tangdou to grow up. The rough tea and light food at home will definitely not meet the needs of Tangdou. This morning Tangdou also said that his legs hurt.

She was so scared that when she came back, she hurriedly bought extra meals, bought meat if she had meat, and bought buns if she didn't have meat.

The small size of her jelly beans, what if they can grow up.

Tangdou's eyes lit up, and he immediately washed his hands, then tore apart one of the roast chickens and went to wash his hands again, after tossing for a long time before sitting down to eat.

"Well, I have one chicken leg and one mother." Tangdou handed it over.

Bai Liu didn't refuse, and took it.

The two of them, and when Song Jiaying was around, had always been traditionally divided equally, and they would never give in to each other.

Temporary concessions in the family may not matter, but over time it can create a very strange atmosphere.

Some people habitually think that the premise of enjoying happiness is to endure hardship, and they have to take care of their families, so there is no need to eat well.

And those who accept it will not be happy to eat, will feel guilty and guilty, and will eventually embark on the old path of their family members, or go to the other extreme.

There are few people in their family, and there is no need to cultivate a sense of guilt for their children.

"Mom, Teacher Guan is leaving, we want to prepare a gift for her." Tangdou wiped the oil from his mouth, swallowed the food in his mouth before continuing to talk, "But we haven't thought about it yet."

Bai Liu nodded. Guan Xiyue got along better with everyone after being a teacher for three years. It was very appropriate for the children to give her a gift.

"What do you all think, tell me." She wanted to hear the children's novel ideas.

Tang Dou lowered his voice and said quietly: "Sister Xiaozao said we can prepare a handkerchief for Teacher Guan, and she will embroider it; draw."

Bai Liu smiled and listened to her finish: "Sure, you can prepare whatever you want."

"It's good for each of you to give to Teacher Guan privately, how about this," she pondered for a while, "Before Teacher Guan leaves, can my mother pay for you to take a group photo with the teacher?"

There are photos, and there will always be memories.