In the morning of the next morning, Zhang Guoqing happily began to pack up two bags of children's luggage. The brother indulged in the ecstasy of being with his son, as if he had forgotten that his husband and wife had the heart and could not accompany the child for a long time.

Zhou Jiao was overjoyed at him and shook her head in silence. How long will these two bags last? It's not better to move. I don't know how much injustice Ping'an has suffered.

"You don't have to take the quilt. He sleeps with us. "

"Just change one suit."

Zhang Guoqing smiles and shakes his head, "bring more, dirty bring back to wash for Aunt Chen, save you winter laundry."

"OK, you can do it as you like. Don't be too eye-catching."

Zhou Jiao finished without disturbing his interest. Peace means a lot to him. This is the son he wanted in his two life, and he would like to be an ancestor.

After lunch, Zhang Guoqing was eager to take his daughter-in-law and son back to school. If he doesn't go, he suspects he can't go.

Out of the compound, he was relieved.

Zhou Jiao saw this, holding her son and laughing, "it's OK. Auntie and Aunt Chen are worried that their children will not be able to eat enough and wear warm outside. "

Zhang Guoqing shook his head with a smile and said softly, "fortunately, there is only one room, otherwise they have to follow. I'm the father of the child. How can I not believe me

Zhou Jiao squinted at him. Is this mistrust? The old lady was worried about food and housing.

The couple didn't care to talk more. They took their children to get on the bus in a hurry. They changed cars and tossed all the way. Finally, they finally stepped into the school gate.

All the way safely and cleverly look around, not noisy, answer questions, every boast will smile. He knew this was what his grandfather said about the outside world. It's said that it's very complicated. He plans to see it more and go home to tell his grandfather how complicated it is.

The little man crowded the bus, frowned slightly, and then showed a smile. His grandfather said that you can't let people see what they think outside.

Looking at the school gate, looking at the farmland not far away, safely and suspiciously looked at the front of the school Avenue. His grandfather said that this is the best school. He will come to school here when he grows up. But how can it be the same as his hometown? He was going to go back and tell his grandfather to come and have a look.

With Zhou Jiaoyue walking faster and faster, Ping An looks around thoughtfully. Well, a lot of beautiful big houses, a lot of ragged uncles and aunts, no children.

Entering the dormitory building, Ping An is surprised to stare at the people who come out and go in the corridor. My grandfather was right. The outside world is so complicated that it's different from home.

As soon as he entered the room, he got down and walked around the room curiously.

"How are you, son? What's your idea? I told you, Dad Zhang Guoqing looked at him quietly, pacing his little fat legs and asked in a funny way.

Ping An looks at their husband and wife, looks at the closed door, and learns from his grandfather to hook up the corners of his mouth. It's a pity that his face has been changed beyond recognition.

Zhou Jiao motioned to Zhang Guoqing not to laugh, and she also forced herself to smile and bow her head - the child's self-esteem could not tolerate the ridicule of adults, so it was better not to crack down.

"Dad, the building is like a rabbit's nest."

Zhang Guoqing couldn't help laughing. He had seen the bunny cages stacked up in the nursery, but it was not just a nest for several rabbits.

He picked up the baby and whispered, "you can't say that outside. Many people live in buildings, and they will not be happy to hear that. But what my son said is very good, kiss one! "

Seeing that it was still early before dinner time, Zhou Jiao took out her camera and said to the playful father and son, "have some snacks. Let's go for a walk on campus."

Zhang Guoqing nodded in agreement. Just take advantage of this weekend, the cold weather is few people, go to see the scenery, take a few photos for the children as a souvenir.

The family rest for a moment, Zhang Guoqing holding his son, led his wife out of the door. Taking a shortcut along the remote road, I was worried about the delay of meeting acquaintances by accident. As a result, I walked around without a shadow.

He looked around thoughtfully. In fact, the current climate is still late autumn season relative to the northeast. If you eat enough and wear warm, the outdoor snowflakes are not really cold.

Ping An took a few photos, and began to be in low spirits and asked to go back.

"Isn't it fun here, son? When the summer comes, dad will bring you here. The lotus will be blooming, and there are many trees and plants around. It's beautiful. "

Ping An shook his head, "no big green hill is beautiful. There's meat there. "

"Poop Yi", Zhou Jiao laughed, "good eyes, good ideas. He is a good son of my mother. When spring comes, we will go to the prairie, where there is more meat. "

Ping An's eyes brightened and nodded, "Mom, let's pull the hook."

"Well, the hook will hang, and it will not change for a hundred years. Who will become a dog?"

Looking up, the mother and her son are smiling and smiling. It's a covenant. It's a memorial.

The next morning, Ping An comes out with her parents. She knocks over the water with Yi Jiefang on the second floor. He did not care about the wet pants, pointing to their family of three, "you want to go to school, how do xiaodouding do?"Ping An retorted to him unhappily, "who is xiaodouding? The baby is the bean pudding. I'm a little man. "

His tearful cry made the students laugh.

"Well, uncle is wrong. You are a man. Your mom and dad are in class. You have to sit there, and you can't move. Can you do that? "

Ping An doesn't want to talk, nods. A pair of big eyes looked at everyone curiously and found that several people knew each other and showed a smile to them.

"Little five, your son can do it. It's not cowardly at all. "

"Ping An, would you like to go to the classroom with your uncles?"

"Little man, do you remember your uncle?"

Ping An turned and left, and waved to them, "I'm in a hurry. Goodbye."

Zhang Guoqing didn't care much to say, so he quickly followed up and then went down the stairs.

Watching their family leave, everyone laughed again.

"I'm a little bit of a jerk. Where did you learn this from? "

"Learn from adults. Do you think he just turned around and waved like his grandfather? Such a small child likes to imitate people. My nephew is still learning from the old man

In the next two days, Ping An kept changing classrooms with her parents. For a long time, he some think of his friends, do not know he is not in class, aunt will forget his fruit cake.

What should he do if his grandfather doesn't see him when he comes back? What should grandma do if she doesn't sleep with him? What does grandma want him to do? What should he do if the fruit in his house was eaten by others?

When Ping'an began to worry, his grandmother Lin Lishan finally came. He quickly ran out of the classroom, never with these strange corn strange aunt together.

Ping An learns that his grandfather will go home in two days. He looks at the car and his parents in disappointment. Hesitated will, he let Zhang Guoqing husband and wife hook must often go home with him. Finally, he got on the bus happily and went back to wait for his grandfather.

Also from this campus tour, Ping An began to understand that his grandfather said the outside world was very complicated. The adults thought he was young and asked him a lot of questions. He understood something about complexity - too many bad people is complex. He plans not to come to school in the future, and when he is older, he will slap him to death.

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