"Wah wah." Suddenly ca the sound of a child crying, and Zhao Xuran quickened his pace to rush ho.
Gong Ruini lifted the basket behind her, slightly increasing her speed. There was no other way; after breakfast, she went to the mountain to pick herbs and had been doing so until now, with her strength entirely spent.
Being able to persist until now was already quite an achievent for Gong Ruini.
Zhao Guangran pouted, "It’s Little Two crying again. Why is this kid so fond of crying? He’s such a crybaby."
What Zhao Guangran didn’t understand was why his big brother insisted Little Two resembled him. Seriously, was he a crybaby?
Zhao Guangran claid he was a stand-up guy, who cried only rarely, "You see, Little Two cries when he’s hungry, cries when there’s no one looking after him when he wakes up."
"Cries when he pees his pants."
"Cries when he poops."
"Cries again if no one helps him out."
"And cries even more if no one plays with him."
Zhao Guangran counted on his fingers his little brother at ho; what else could he be but a crybaby, "I never liked crying."
Seriously, how old is Little Two? Just a baby out of his first month, and you’re a few years older, competing with your brother over such matters. Gong Ruini could only think she was becoming more and more childish.
"Aunt Zhan probably takes good care of Little Two, Guangran, are you jealous?" Gong Ruwen panted as he caught up, unsurprisingly hearing Zhao Guangran’s complaints.
Ever since the twin brothers were born, Zhao Guangran’s complaints ca one after another, never stopping. When Gong Ruini and others heard Zhao Guangran say a word or two, they already knew what he was going to say next.
Jealous? Hmph, would I be jealous of those two milk babies? Zhao Guangran haughtily turned his head, claiming that he was a grown-up who definitely wouldn’t do such foolish things.
"Alright, we know Guangran, you’re not jealous; you’re the big brother. But Aunt Zhan said Little Two could never cry as much as you did." Gong Ruwen was also startled by Little Two’s crankiness, but the point was that Aunt Zhan said Zhao Guangran was even noisier as a child.
Gong Ruwen had previously wondered why Zhao Guangran acted up so much, but now he realized it all stemd from his childhood.
Zhao Guangran originally wanted to complain so more, but hearing Gong Ruwen ntion even Zhan Jing, he quieted down. There was no choice; his own mom was the authority. Although Zhao Guangran thought it was their mother favoring Little Two over him, the big brother.
But even the older guys agreed, which made Zhao Guangran doubt himself. Of course, he still needed to defend himself sowhat.
"By the way, Little Two and the others are a month old, why hasn’t Uncle Zhao nad them yet? Not even a nickna." Gong Ruwen changed the subject.
No matter, everyone could confirm that Zhao Guangran was the crybaby, whether he would admit it wasn’t important. Who rembers what happened during their infancy anyway? If they did, they’d be a freak.
"Exactly, otherwise calling them the Oldest and Little Two always feels strange." Bringing up nas, Gong Ruini wanted to complain, although it was logical to call the twin’s Eldest and Second-born.
The problem was, they weren’t Zhao Gang’s first and second children either, and it was lucky these two hadn’t t others, or who knows how people would look at Zhao Xuran and them.
"My dad said it’s really hard to choose nas." Zhao Guangran expressed his father’s difficulty in choosing nas, "I think I only got my na after I was two."
"So my brothers’ nas, no rush, let’s wait it out."
Ah, really? Does naming a brother take that long, should we wait for a so-called expert to do a fortune reading? Gong Ruini felt that although slow and steady supposedly wins the race, she didn’t find Zhao Guangran’s na particularly nice. Maybe Zhao Gang had too many na ideas, making it hard for him to choose.
While Gong Ruini and the others were discussing when they could finally na the twins, Zhao Gang was also anxiously fidgeting, holding the cald-down Little Two, "Which child should have the surna Zhan, you say?"
Since he’d already discussed this matter with his mother-in-law, Zhao Gang hoped to fulfill the promise early. He couldn’t ignore his mother-in-law eagerly waiting for him to na the children.
"Naming is easy, but I don’t know which child will go into dicine." After all, the promise was to let one dical-learning son carry the Zhan family na, but the children were so young; how could he tell?
"How about we wait until they’re one year old and let them pick objects, then decide?" Zhao Gang slipped over to Zhan Jing’s side, cautiously asking his wife, who was still nursing the oldest.
Pick objects? Even though he was already a father of four, how could he say sothing so frivolous? Zhan Jing felt enormous pressure; they say n mature after having children, yet her man hadn’t changed.
Mature outside, sure, but back ho, he’s immature as ever on certain matters, "Do you think picking objects is reliable?"
Zhan Jing genuinely didn’t think it reliable. Many parents secretly train their kids ahead of ti for these things, "A child’s inadvertent move when young, how many actually follow through as they grow? You’re kidding yourself."
"And, do you think life is too easy now, so you’ve forgotten the commotion outside?"
Although Zhan Jing had been cooped up during confinent without visitors, after her confinent, a stroll outside revealed much news.
For instance, the internal strife at the commune was endless, "Ge Yonggen hasn’t fallen completely yet, and Xia Hongbo hasn’t fully consolidated his power."
Zhan Jing thought the matter had been testified, couldn’t believe Ge Yonggen still had maneuvers, surprised that Xia Hongbo hadn’t totally crushed the opponent yet.
Although this was upper-level noise, it deeply tied to their origins, and if Ge Yonggen didn’t fall completely, would he spare them when he recovered?
Thinking of this made Zhan Jing restless, wondering how her husband could be so serene.
"Why rush? Sotis the so-called unresolved issues don’t necessarily an soone is so strong." Zhao Gang genuinely felt calm.
He had so information channels, and after analyzing with Gong Tao, they confird, "In a few days, Ge Yonggen will collapse completely, and even his backers will fall."
Zhao Gang never imagined Xia Hongbo would be so ruthless, leaving no way out once he acted.
Oh really? Zhan Jing was shocked; despite living in the countryside, through rumors she learned Ge Yonggen’s influence partly stemd from a strong backing.
Never expected Xia Hongbo to root out Ge Yonggen so thoroughly, "Like a dragon crossing the river, who knows what this person’s like."
What Xia Hongbo was like? Did that need asking? "It’ll be even more troubleso. He rose through struggle, do you think he’d give up his founding weapon?"
Oh really? Zhan Jing genuinely regretted pushing the matter so far, knowing now the kind of person Xia Hongbo is. If only she hadn’t caused so much fuss; at least Ge Yonggen was sort of alright as a person.
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