Chapter 829： beautiful memories

Zhou An tilted her head, looking at Jie with some puzzlement, and asked: "Mom, what are you doing when you close the door in broad daylight?"

When I asked this question, Xiang Jie was shocked. How could the tone of this speech be like a little adult?

Xiang Jie smiled slightly, squatted down to flatten his shoulders, pinched his small face, and said softly to him: "Mom was changing clothes just now. I was afraid that someone would come in suddenly, so I closed it. Door."

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Zhou An suddenly realized, and nodded to Xiang Jie.

Xiang Jie picked him up from the ground, then walked toward the room, looked at him and asked, "You and grandma went to Xiaoqing's house to play, are you having fun?"

Zhou An pouted and shook his head. She looked at Xiang Jie grievously. She seemed a little unhappy. Xiang Jie frowned slightly as she looked at him, and looked at him distressedly and asked, "What's wrong? Unhappy? Don’t you usually like to play with Xiaoqing the most?"

Xiaoqing from Wang Guixiang's family is less than one year older than Zhou An, and the two little babies are happily playing together and fighting together. Seeing Zhou An's current appearance should be a bit unpleasant with Xiaoqing.

"Mom." Zhou An suddenly raised his head to look at Xiang Jie. His big eyes flickered and looked very cute, but at this time, there was that kind of pitiful expression in his eyes, which really made people look a little distressed.

"Mom, there is a kind of doll in Xiaoqing's house. I want to play with it, but he doesn't let me play, and he beats me."

Zhou An also stretched out his hand to show Xiang Jie, there was a small scratch on the back of his hand that was scratched by Xiaoqing. Children's skin is more delicate, and blood marks appear on the fingernails.

Zhou An actually didn't think there was anything at that time. The children had a fight together and it passed. No child would know how to hold grudges. But after he came back, the more he looked at his wounds, the more he felt aggrieved, so he ran to complain to Xiangjie.

"Oh, this is scratched." Xiangjie took Zhou An's hand and asked with concern while looking at him.

Zhou An nodded and looked at Xiang Jie solemnly.

"It's okay, we are little men, what are you afraid of this little injury?" Xiang Jie rubbed Zhou An's head and said to him.

"It's not like that, son, if someone beats us, we have to return it. How can we tell others to bully us for no reason." Zhou Gang looked at him, but he felt a little distressed for his son. It was broken, and Xiang Jie was still telling him that it was okay.

"What are you doing?" Xiang Jie raised his head, glared at Zhou Gang with a displeased look, and groaned at him: "Are there any serious problems between children?"

"You see, Xiaoqing in their family is too good at beating people. They often play together. Whenever one of our sons is not allowed to come back with swatches, this kind of little kid needs to be well educated and his parents don't care? The child fights back, do you think he dare to hit someone next time."

Zhou Gang knew that Xiang Jie was generous, and he taught the people around him to learn to be tolerant, but Zhou Gang thought that his son was being bullied, but he still had to swallow his anger, and he couldn't make it through.

In any case, Zhou Gang and Xiang Jie’s methods of educating children are different from two generations of education. Zhou Gang has also grown up in this way since he was a child. It is whoever has beaten the children together, no matter who is powerful.

But as for Xiang Jie, the way of dealing with people is more gentle. He felt that children were ignorant, and they didn't mean it. Moreover, children's affairs were left to the children to solve by themselves, and there was no need for adults to intervene.

But every time Zhou Gang saw his son hanging out, he couldn't help but want to intervene. Several times he wanted to find Wang Guixiang. What's the matter with his child, does he love beating? Zhou Gang even told Liu Cuifen several times not to go to Wang Guixiang's house anymore.

But there is no way, where can children have a good memory. Zhou An likes to play with Xiaoqing, and always takes Liu Cuifen to their house to play.

Just when Zhou turned his head, he met Xiangjie's glaring eyes, and instantly recovered his emotions.

He knew clearly in his heart that he had already made Xiang Jie angry just now, and he finally coaxed him. If Xiang Jie was irritated again because of the education of children this time, then he might be coaxed for a while. It's not easy to Xiangjie.

Zhou Gang is also a watcher. Knowing that since the coaxing is not good, he will quickly admit the counsel. He scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and then said to Xiang Jie: "Okay, OK, I won't say it. I'm wrong."

Come on, he also patted his lips, indicating to Xiangjie that he really knew he was wrong.

Xiang Jie rolled her eyes fiercely at Zhou Gang, then turned her head to look at Zhou An, and instantly changed to another gentle and considerate face, and asked Zhou An softly: " An An, why are you going to grab Xiaoqing's toy? Do you like it very much?"

Zhou An looked at Xiang Jie and nodded, and responded to Xiang Jie: "I like it."

"Then what kind of doll is he? Can you tell mom?" Xiangjie asked.

"It's just a little baby. If you shoot him, he will call his parents and cry and laugh, but it's fun." Zhou An is still young after all, and when he talks about this doll, there is a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Perhaps, he is also looking forward to having a doll of his own.

"Wow, that doll is so great, how many?" Xiang Jie looked at him and responded gently.

Zhou An nodded heavily and responded to Xiang Jie: "Well, it's amazing. Mom, I want a doll like this too, okay?"

Xiang Jie looked at Zhou An, his eyes filled with the feeling of expectation, which made people very distressed.

In retrospect, since he was born, Xiang Jie didn’t seem to have bought him any toys. On the one hand, there were too few types of toys sold in this era. On the other hand, it was because Xiang Jie had been educating his younger siblings and children. We must develop a good habit of saving and saving.

But this habit has been developed, but now that I think about it, it seems that I owe too much to my child. Other people’s children have toys. My child can only look at it with eyes and want to reach out and play. , The reward is to be arrested and beaten.

Thinking of this, Xiang Jie felt a little sad. He nodded to Zhou An and said, "Okay, let's let Dad take you to buy one tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Zhou An danced with excitement.

Looking at his happy face, Xiang Jie couldn't help smiling with a touch of relief at the corner of his mouth. He knew that he should change his way of education.

One era is the same. In this era, materials and other things were very scarce, and the children's childhood was also very simple. Xiang Jie thought to himself that in the limited childhood of the child, it is good to be able to give him some good memories.