Chapter 264

Lin Zhao just ate, drank, slept, and played at her parents' home, and three days passed in a flash.

Lin Shichang had returned from his mother-in-law's house.

"Did Aunt Chen agree?"

Hearing his sister's question, Lin Shichang nodded, "Of course. My mother-in-law was very happy to know your eldest sister-in-law was pregnant with twins again."

There was worry too.

Knowing his wife would go to the county hospital to give birth, she felt relieved.

He looked at Chen Yu, "Mom also said she wanted to save some eggs and bring them then. I refused, saying we had everything at home. Let Mom keep the eggs to nourish her own body."

The Lin family son-in-law never came empty-handed, plus the Lin family was full of capable people, so Chen family's daughters-in-law all liked them very much.

Even the children liked Lin Shichang, this uncle.

Chen Yu hadn't seen her parents for several months, and she was worried in her heart, her eyes slightly red, "Are Mom and Dad's bodies okay?"

As children, what they worried about most was their parents' bodies.

"Very good," Lin Shichang hugged his wife's shoulders and helped her sit down, "After you give birth, I'll take you back to your parents' home."

The emotion of missing home in Chen Yu's heart came fast and went fast.

She felt embarrassed afterward, her ears burning, and she secretly looked at Lin Zhao and the others, and seeing that no one was glancing at her, she felt relieved.

Lin Shichang saw his wife's thoughts, a smile flashed in his eyes, and the strength of holding her hand increased slightly.

"Hungry?"

Chen Yu shook her head, "Not hungry."

"If you're hungry, just say so, I'll go get you something to eat," Lin Shichang knew his wife was pregnant with two, so she got hungry fast.

"I know," the woman said.

Lin Zhao saw all of this affection.

She lowered her eyes, and the hand holding the pencil wrote and drew, and two little people appeared on the paper.

Clearly they were stick figures, but they made people see at a glance that she was drawing Lin Shichang and Chen Yu who were talking.

Not only did they look like them, but they also made people feel that touch of warmth, making people's hearts warm.

"Lin Zhao can draw too?" Meng Jiusi said unexpectedly.

What else did his sister have that he didn't know?

"Dad taught me," Lin Zhao curved her eyes, "Little Brother, do you want to learn, let Dad teach you."

"Dad is willing, right?" Bypassing Meng Jiusi, she looked at Lin Heling.

Lin Heling nodded, his gaze looking at his youngest son, "I said that no matter which of you wants to learn my skills, I will teach you."

Meng Jiusi had been home for so long, and had long been used to his family's style of doing things, from the initial discomfort to now daring to joke.

"What can Dad do? Let me listen first, then decide what to learn," he said half-jokingly.

Lin Zhao couldn't "stay idle" at home, this "couldn't stay idle" meant she loved to chat with her brothers and sisters-in-law. Therefore, Meng Jiusi had also heard a little about Lin Heling's extraordinary family background.

Lin Heling leaned on the recliner, swaying gently, his tone unhurried: "I can do many things, but they aren't suitable to talk about outside."

Meng Jiusi immediately knew what kind of things his father could do.

He didn't pursue the question, was silent for a moment, and said: "They can always come in handy."

Lin Heling looked at his youngest son and smiled slightly.

Mm, he thought so too.

Lin Zhao muttered, "Drawing is still quite useful, don't propaganda posters need people to draw them?"

"Even if it's not used for work, it can be used to pass the time."

Lin Heling was helpless, "That's a childhood skill, your brother now... why waste this time, doing his own job well is better than anything."

Truth.

None of his sons had artistic cells, and Jiusi also had a medical brain, learning to draw was purely a waste of time.

"I see Little Brother looks very interested," Lin Zhao looked at Meng Jiusi.

Interested Meng Jiusi: "..."

He smiled awkwardly, "Watching you draw is very good."

Forget about him!

"... Oh," Lin Zhao responded, and drew this scene by the way.

Meng Jiusi inexplicably tasted a faint resentment from the little people his sister drew.

He tried to comfort his sister, "I'm old, and I have a job, it's not that easy to learn new skills."

"Little Brother doesn't need to explain so much, I learn because I like it, if you don't like it then don't learn, it's nothing." Lin Zhao said understandingly.

"I'm not someone who doesn't reason," she said, gilding her own face.

A smile appeared in Meng Jiusi's eyes, "My sister is the most understanding."

Lin Zhao raised her chin slightly, yes, she was such an understanding girl!

At this time, Lin Lin Lin Shisheng came out of the room.

"Finished chatting or not, time to set off."

Today the Lin brothers planned to visit relatives.

The first was Uncle Song's house.

Lin Zhao and her siblings brought generous New Year's gifts to their uncle, and as soon as they appeared, they became a beautiful landscape in the textile factory's family building.

"Zhao, come to see your uncle," the people chatting downstairs said enthusiastically, and when they looked up, they shouted to the upstairs: "Old Song, your Zhao and her brothers have come to see you!"

The voice was very loud.

Many people came today, the Lin family's children, the Jing Mo and Guang Bai brothers, Xiang Yubao and Gu Hangbao, and Qian Bao and Seeing Yaobao all came.

Gu Hangbao was a little social butterfly, learning from the people who shouted for his uncle, he wrapped his hands around his mouth and shouted loudly: "Uncle, Aunt, we've come to pay you a New Year's visit!!"

The voice was loud, shouting out an echo.

These two consecutive shouts completely alarmed the Song family.

The supply and marketing cooperative was so busy before the New Year that she didn't have time to go back to her maiden home!

"Sister!!" he called Lin Zhao affectionately and ran downstairs.

Before long, he appeared in front of Lin Zhao.

"Sister, finally waited for you, my mom and dad are waiting at home," Yun Jin said happily.

Lin Lin Lin Shisheng stared at the back of his head gloomily, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his long arm and clamped his neck.

"Can't see us?" he gritted his teeth.

"Can, can, I was just about to greet you," Yun Jin said sensibly.

Seeing his uncle and aunt coming downstairs, Lin Lin Lin Shisheng let his cousin go.

"Uncle, Aunt, Happy New Year."

Lin Zhao and the others said New Year's greetings one after another.

Uncle Song's lips were always raised.

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year to you too."

Aunt Song: "Why stay downstairs, come upstairs."

She greeted Lin Zhao and her brothers.

"Yun Cheng, Yun Jin, help your cousins take the things," Aunt Song ordered her two sons, and looked at her nephew and niece, "I didn't see a bicycle, how did you come?"

"It wouldn't be walking, the road is very far."

Lin Zhao held Aunt Song's arm and shook it gently, "We just walked, there are so many people at home, there aren't enough bicycles."

Aunt Song patted the back of her hand, "Don't bring so many things in the future, just come yourself. Bring fewer things, ride a bicycle, it's cold walking on the road, and people are tired, your uncle and I know your intentions."

"That won't do," Lin Zhao said sweetly, "We don't mind being a bit cold or tired, the filial piety to Uncle and Aunt can't be less, this is also our intention. I said when I was in school that I would treat Uncle and Aunt as filial as my own parents."

Aunt Song was so moved she couldn't speak.

What a good child.

Song Yuncheng looked numb.

"Sister, if you keep talking, my mom will have no room for Yun Jin and me in her eyes," he said helplessly, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Lin Zhao walked upstairs, her tone light, "If Aunt has no room for you two, it must be that you two aren't doing enough. You two need to work harder!"

Song Yuncheng looked dull.

His sister always had a stomach full of crooked reasons.

Couldn't win, couldn't win at all.

Uncle Song and Meng Jiusi were at the end.

"Back for the New Year, are you used to it?" Uncle Song asked with concern.

Meng Jiusi was stunned, his voice light, "Used to it, very lively, even livelier than in the city."

"Conditions in the countryside are average, but the human touch is full, and the New Year atmosphere is also stronger," Uncle Song said.

This was by comparison.

At this time, the New Year atmosphere in the city was also very strong.

Not looking at the family building where people stopped arguing, everyone had smiles on their faces. Even if they were wearing ordinary old cotton-padded jackets, you could see the joy on their faces.

The group went upstairs, and the pile of people downstairs also turned the topic to them.

"See that? Zhao and her brothers brought quite a few New Year's gifts for Old Song and his wife."

"Saw it, how could I not see it, so many! Old Song's nephews and nieces are really willing to spend on this uncle."

"There's chicken among those things, I'm afraid it's a whole chicken."

"Chicken?" Meat was the hardest to get in these years, it was hard not to make people astonished and envious, "Really have chicken?!"

"Have! I saw the chicken head!" the person who spoke was certain.

"My goodness, really willing."

The Song family usually looked quite big, every holiday, Uncle Song would complain that the house was too small.

"Yun Jin, take out all the stools, Yun Cheng, pour tea."

Song Yuncheng and Song Yunjin were busy like spinning tops, the brothers were happy to do it, the corners of their mouths raised.

Aunt Song took out all the good things in the house and greeted the children to eat candy.

Little children didn't refuse sweets, each took one and ate it happily.

Uncle Song prepared red envelopes as usual and distributed them one by one.

Even the three Lin Shichang brothers had them.

Lin Shichang refused, shaking his head like a rattle, "We don't want them."

His face turned red, very embarrassed, "My children are so big, how can I still take them, if Uncle really wants to give, give them to Zhao, she's the youngest."

"Take it," Uncle Song stuffed it into his hand unquestioningly.

"Zhao of course has them," he said.

"This year you and Lin Lin Shisheng are borrowing Jiusi's light, next year even if you want them I won't give them."

While talking, Uncle Song's red envelope reached Meng Jiusi.

"You weren't here for the past few years, so I couldn't give you a red envelope even if I wanted to, this year is your first year back, for a good omen you must take it, if you recognize me as your uncle, you take it."

He had said it to this point, what else could Meng Jiusi say.

Had to honestly take it.

"I'll take it."

A smile finally appeared on Uncle Song's serious face, he patted his little nephew's shoulder, his tone light, "That's right. In the future, if you run into any difficulties, don't forget me, this uncle. Even if I can't help, I have some connections, and can still play a role."

A warm current surged in Meng Jiusi's heart, "I know, thank you Uncle."

Uncle Song waved his hand.

His sister and brother-in-law had been looking for their lost child for so many years, hearing that there was news of a child somewhere, they would overcome all difficulties to go see. At that time, he always worried, if a bad one came back, what would Xiwei and his brother-in-law do?

Didn't expect the child who came back to be so excellent.

He was the only one in the Song and Lin families to enter the medical field, and it was said that he was quite accomplished, to tell the truth, even if Jiusi grew up in the Lin family, he wouldn't dare say he would definitely have a better future than now.

Couldn't say that either.

Jiusi didn't need to suffer for so many years.

As an elder, he hoped more that his own children would be happy and suffer fewer hardships.

Thinking this way, Uncle Song's gaze at Meng Jiusi became a few points gentler.

Lin Zhao glanced over and curled her lips.

So good, Little Brother had completely integrated into this family.

She took out a small notebook and sketched a few strokes, recording this scene.

Then she took out a new camera.

"Sister, you bought another camera?" This camera was spotted by Song Yunjin, he slid over, his eyes shining.

Lin Zhao looked at him with a smile.

"My camera is fine, why buy another one, guess why I bought this camera?"

Yun Jin didn't dare think.

He rolled his throat a few times, his throat inexplicably dry.

His voice was even a bit hoarse.

He said with expectation and some nervousness: "... I don't know."

"Oh?" Lin Zhao slanted at him, that glance was full of emotions, "You don't know..."

Xiang Yubao couldn't help it, his laughter was light as he said to Yun Jin: "Uncle Yun Jin, that's a New Year's gift Mom bought for you. She said you take photos very well, and were born to eat this bowl of rice, so she bought you a camera, don't waste your talent!"

Yun Jin looked at Lin Zhao suddenly, his lips trembling with excitement, "Sister?!!"

His voice was almost cracking, very ugly.

Lin Zhao's expression was hard to describe.

"Really makes my head big," she said.

Yun Jin's face turned red, and he hurriedly explained: "Sister, I'm not usually like this, I'm just too excited. Sister, you're really giving me this camera? It's very expensive, several hundred yuan."

How could it take so much?

Golden-handed Lin Zhao indicated: It doesn't take that much, really doesn't!

Cabbage price.

"No way, who told you to be my brother," Lin Zhao said with full sincerity, "Can't waste your talent. Doesn't Sister earn a salary to spend, you just take it honestly, don't act like a stranger."

Woo woo woo.

Yun Jin was almost moved to tears.

"Sister—" he howled.

Lin Zhao's mouth twitched.

It really wasn't necessary, it sounded like crying for that.

"Sister, you're really good to me, unlike my brother, who only knows how to bully me!" The teenager sniffed, "Sister, is there a possibility that I'm your own brother?"

It wasn't just Lin Zhao whose mouth was twitching, Lin Shichang and Lin Lin Lin Shisheng were also twitching.

Meng Jiusi held his forehead.

What a jumpy little cousin.

Yun Cheng was almost angered to death, "Song Yunjin!!"

He shouted through gritted teeth, almost biting his teeth to pieces.

Little white-eyed wolf, was he not good to him?!!

"I was thinking of buying you a camera when you graduate, is this how you spread rumors about me?"

"You can be my brother, or you can be a defendant." Yun Cheng said with a fake smile.

Eh?

Did he lose a camera?

Yun Jin could only hear the first sentence, as for the defendant thing or whatever, he didn't take it to heart at all.

"Brother..." the teenager could bend and stretch, and decisively surrendered.

"Cut." Yun Cheng hugged his chest and sat on the wooden stool, looking like he wouldn't pay attention to anyone.

Finished.

Couldn't be coaxed back.

Yun Jin's face turned bitter.

"Sister..." he asked Lin Zhao for help.

"Calling Sister is useless," Lin Zhao gave her cousin a helpless look, "You caused it yourself, you ask for peace yourself."

"... Oh."

In a few minutes, Yun Jin's attention was completely hooked by the camera in his hand.

He kept raising the camera to take photos of his family.

Xiang Yubao and Gu Hangbao, who were used to it, knew how to pose, and not only posed themselves, but also taught their family members.

"Meng Meng Xiaobai, imagine you are a flower, use both hands to support your face."

"Sister Xi Bao, you have to restrain your smile, otherwise your gums will show, it doesn't look good."

"Seeing Yaobao, don't shake your legs, otherwise your skirt will be blurry..."