Raising Babies in the 70s

Xue Guixiang was told that her neck and face flushed, and she wanted to rush over to do it, but was stopped by the soldier who was standing guard. Tell me, ask the women's director to adjust..."

Another woman next to her said: "Then go together, she doesn't care about her own children, bullying other children's children is nothing."

"Bah, you young people, you are going to be on the top line of anything, we don't want any broken books, and I have to rush to send the children to kindergarten..." Xue Guixiang did not Dare to make trouble, if it really goes to the leaders, their family is not good. This place is different from the village. The daughters-in-law here are all the family members of military officers. Can't be sloppy, so many people are watching, she said in a humble tone: "Zhuangzhuang, grandma rides you there."

Zhuang Zhuang is also a child who bullies the weak and fears the tough. Knowing that he has encountered tough problems today, his grandma is useless. He doesn't blame others, but his own useless grandma.

She coaxed her little ancestor to leave.

When Qin Rou saw this picture, she suddenly remembered the picture she saw when she was eating noodles at the entrance of a primary school. It was also a pair of grandparents and grandchildren who went to eat noodles in a noodle restaurant. Maybe it was to save money. I ordered a bowl of wonton noodles. My grandson was only at the age of elementary school, but he had developed a fat head and strong ears, a big belly, and even the school uniform could see the outline of the fat on the chest.

The grandson sat across the table and feasted on the wonton noodles. The clear soup noodles were sprinkled with chopped green onion, which was very tempting. It was just after school in the evening, just when he was hungry. Grandma just sat across from her and swallowed hard. She couldn't stand the smell of the soup, so she humbly begged her grandson to let your grandma have a bite or a bite of the soup...

She begged several times, but her grandson didn't even lift his eyelids, his face was too fat, his eyes became silky slits, he just squinted and squinted through the slits Di glanced at his grandma and continued to eat his wonton noodles slowly like a Maitreya Buddha.

This picture has always impressed Qin Rou, and the grandson still disliked his grandma for several words in a flat tone, she could not remember.

—The grandchildren they spoil, it is best for them to suffer.

Qin Rou and Sun Zhiqiu sent the children to the kindergarten together. Sun Zhiqiu originally wanted to send the children to the second class, but now he decided to send his son and Zhouzhou dumplings to the first class together.

"My child has a bullying personality, so let him read with the younger children." Sun Zhiqiu sent the child to the first class, not the Zhuangzhuang class, she felt at ease now too much.

"Mom..." Zhouzhou and Dumpling gave Qin Rou the little shark picture book in his arms.

They both decided not to go to kindergarten.

Qin Rou smiled and took the book into her arms, kissed the faces of the two little cubs, and sent them to the first class.

As soon as they entered the class, the pair of identical brothers were immediately surrounded by onlookers.

“Wow!”

"Looks like it!"

"Which is the older brother and which is the younger?"

…

Wu Min, the principal, came over to chat with Qin Rou, and praised: "Your two children are really beautiful, and they look good."

"In the future, there will be many daughters who want to marry into your house."

…

Qin Rou had a brief chat with her. After leaving the kindergarten, she had to go to work. After this day, she could not help worrying about the two little cubs in the kindergarten, after all They are still too young.

I don't know if I can get used to the kindergarten life and how do I get along with the children?

When I went to pick up the two little guys in the evening, the little cubs happily fell into their mother's arms, and Qin Rou was relieved.

It seems that the cubs have made their way to the kindergarten. However, after four or five days, Zhouzhou and Dumpling are arguing that they will not go to the kindergarten.

Qin Rou asked them, "Why don't you want to go?"

"No! No!"

The two children just shook their heads and said nothing.

Later Qin Rou went to the kindergarten to ask about it, only to find out it was... carrots. The kindergarten ate carrots for two days at noon, and two little cubs who didn't like carrots broke the defense.

Kindergarten is fun and has friends, but refuses carrots.

Qin Rou: “…”

The cubs of their family did not lose in the shy social interaction in kindergarten, but they lost on two radishes.

“Eat radishes at home too.”

"No radish, no radish!"

"No turnip!"

If you want to eat radishes at home, why eat radishes in kindergarten? The two little guys protested badly.

"Okay, okay, if you eat radishes at school in the future, let's not eat radishes when we go home, okay?" Qin Rou thought that radishes weren't that bad, right? Cubs hate radishes so much.

"Don't eat radishes in Yuanyuan!"

"Don't go to the garden."

…

"How many radishes did you pull from mother?!" Having said that, Qin Rou really wanted to investigate the past excavation actions of these two little rascals.

These two little children are also very good, because they hate radishes, the first fruit and vegetable seedlings they knew and deeply remembered were radish seedlings. Qin Rou planted several in the yard. The second turnip was pulled out by these two little guys with an excavator.

The two of them dig more precisely, focus on it, and resolutely do not let radishes stay in the yard.

Pulled and replanted, and plucked and replanted, Qin Rou really couldn’t help laughing and laughing, and finally gave a lot of radish seedlings to the head of the house next door.

No matter how many radishes you pull, it will not kill your mother's determination to grow radishes.

"If you don't go to kindergarten in the future, my mother will take you to grow radishes at home. Let's plant radishes on the terrace, carrots and white radishes. The little radishes are so cute."

"You will be baby radishes in the future, you must protect the radishes."

Growing radishes at home? Growing radishes at home?

In the world of the cubs, this is more terrible than the end of the world.

To defend the radish? They just want to kill turnips.

Zhou Zhou and Dumpling brothers shook their heads wildly: "Don't grow radishes, don't grow radishes..."

"It's great to grow radishes, my mother will make radish steamed buns, radish dumplings, braised radishes, sweet and sour radishes, radish eggplants, vegetarian fried shredded radishes, diced radishes, sliced ​​radishes..."

No no no no no! !

Qin Rou looked at them both with her hips on her hips, "Do you want to go to the kindergarten now? Brother first."

Zhou Zhou said: "Go to kindergarten."

Little Dumpling pouted, he pulled down his trousers, looked at his brother with the look of a traitor, and finally said aggrieved: "I also go to kindergarten."

My brother went to kindergarten, so he also went to kindergarten.

"We're going to kindergarten, and we're going to plant radishes too. Is it okay for mom to show you how radishes grow?"

No! it is good!

The brothers hug each other and refuse! Say no to radishes!

Qin Rou thought, I'm still kind to you. Next door Mr. Zhang planted a lot of bitter gourd. After you eat one of Mr. Zhang's bitter gourd, you will know how much radish your mother gave you. tasty.

Looking at these two little cubs, Qin Rou thought that they would definitely not want to play the game of defending radishes. Pulled out one by one and thrown away.

"The bitter gourd from Uncle Zhang's house next door has come to fruition. Do we want to eat radish at night, or the bitter gourd from Uncle Zhang's house?"

"Carrots."

"Second turnip."

Compared with bitter gourd, the brothers still decided to have radish, there is no hesitation.

Dumpling brother added: "Radish dumplings, dumplings need radishes."

After eating boiled radish in kindergarten, the two brothers now feel that the radish and shrimp dumplings made by their mother are not so unacceptable.

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The publishing house had already remitted two sums of money through the post office at this time, one part was 800 yuan for the children's picture book, and the other was 500 yuan for the little shark. The money for the children's picture book, Qin Rou originally was Thinking about 28 points, after all, she just came up with an idea, and it was mainly painted by Mr. Chen, but the Chen family did not agree, saying that it would be five or five points, and it was discussed later, that is, four or six points.

Qin Rou earns 820 yuan at a time, which is more than a year's salary, but this is not a good way to make money continuously, because she may not be able to repeat past victories. Not a professional painting, but mainly to sell an idea. Many authors often the first book is the peak of creative inspiration, that is, the peak of debut, which brings together all the experience accumulated in the past. If you want to copy the past later, it is more likely to be a follow-up. , it may not be recognized by readers.

Forget it, Qin Rou doesn't insist on this matter.

be satisfied.

It is a place with high terrain. Of course, houses are generally not built in depressions. Between the wooden houses, Qin Rou helped to plan the design sketches together. Taking advantage of the time when the temperature was right, she asked people from the village to help build the house.

Country people build houses very quickly, and generally don’t need much wages, but to manage enough food, Qin Mian asked her sister Qin Rou to ask for a lot of salted mackerel to steam rice for the workers , they ate to their heart's content.

"Amy, you are here."

When Qin Rou brought the children to play, most of it was already covered. Zhouzhou and Dumpling went to the mountain to play with some cousins. In a temporary wooden house, the cabin temporarily served as a kitchen to cook meals for the workers. Qin Mian also brought a sewing machine over to help the people in the village sew and mend.

Qin Mian stepped on the sewing machine and spoke to Qin Rou: "Amy, you should buy a sewing machine too."

Qin Rou smiled: "I don't know how to use it."

"You can use it when you learn it. Women are naturally good at using it. Don't you think any girl likes to have such a sewing machine when they get married?"

"You can still embroider beautiful fish on your son's clothes, why don't you know how to use a sewing machine? Learn to make clothes for your son by yourself..."

Qin Rou was also a little tempted to hear it. Maybe it would be much more convenient to have a sewing machine at home. After these two young children went to kindergarten and primary school, their clothes and shorts were easily scratched and torn. She can't always go to her sister's house to mend clothes.

As for making clothes for children... Qin Rou really doesn't trust her tailoring skills. Although her hands are quite delicate, she feels that making clothes is not something that can be done casually. To sew cute little patterns, she just needs to follow the blueprints, and the rest...it looks easy to cut clothes, but if they are made crooked, it will be a waste of fabric.

Qin Rou is also very distressed about fabrics now, and she is reluctant to waste fabrics. There are few cotton fabrics now, and it is true that good fabrics are not easy to buy, and the production in the country is small. There are really good shirts and sales, but it is said that it is hard to find one. In order to **** good shirts in the past few years, there have been stampede incidents, resulting in casualties.

I bought really good fabrics and made really good fake collars, and I wore them under my coat, pretending that I had a lot of really good shirts.

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Don't look at it's seven or eight years now, but no matter what age, young people's pursuit of beauty can never be overwhelmed. Hair, young people with some weird hair oil, do you think these young people are girls? Most of them are really not. There are more half-aged men in their teens, there are many young guys who have short hair and got a big scar after perming their hair, and there are miserable young people who apply strange oil on their hair and can only shave them all off.

When Qin Rou saw it, she could only say one thing, cow, cow, you really dare to do it, no matter what era, there are young people who belong to that era.

However, the atmosphere is not open now, and such young guys will also become the target of criticism in the eyes of the public for their indiscretion.

Thinking of this, Qin Rou is a little worried, thinking that when my son grows up, he should not become a young man who kills Matt. Pants... Qin Rou tried her best to imagine and substitute her brother Lu, oh my god, it's still unimaginable.

But if you wear swimming trunks and sunglasses to the beach, this picture can still be imagined...

"If you buy a sewing machine, your sister, I will teach you how to step on the sewing machine."

"Okay." Qin Rou agreed, "I'll pick a sewing machine when I have time."

The two sisters were chatting and chatting, and they heard the crying outside. Dumplings screamed and rushed to their mother's arms, and brother Zhouzhou followed behind.

"Books were robbed, wow wah wah..." His little fish books were snatched away.

"Who robbed me?"

Brother Zhouzhou said, "It was robbed by a monkey."

Eldest sister Chen Juanjuan was also helpless: "I was robbed by the monkeys on the mountain."

Qin Rou: “…”

Now your mom can't go to the monkey parent theory.