The retired rough man dotes on his mother

Chapter 210 Enjoying the Joy of Company

After Shen Zhensheng carried the firewood back home, he first took off the cotton-padded jacket he wore for work, and then put on the new cotton-padded jacket that Xiao Baoer bought for him this winter.

Shen Zhensheng felt that he probably had more new clothes this year than he had in the past twenty years, and his wife had replaced all the clothes she brought back from the army when she retired.

A portion of the better ones was given to the second brother, another portion of the better ones was given to the fifth brother, and the ones with more patches were not given to anyone. The wife always felt that it would be impolite to give clothes with a lot of patches to anyone.

In fact, he didn't have any clothes except the clothes issued by the army when he was in the army. After he came back, his wife specially prepared a closet for him to store his clothes, but found that he couldn't even use half of the closet.

With a wave of his hand, he took out the few patched clothes that he had just put into the closet, then took himself into the space and pushed the cart to take out clothes. At that time, he took out shirts, trousers, and cloth shoes.

It's just that it's winter now, so they wear cotton-padded jackets. The daughter-in-law checks her son's and her own wardrobes every week to make sure the four of them have everything they need. Dabao and his three brothers each have six or seven cotton-padded jackets, some with cotton and some with down, and even their cotton trousers are all matched.

My clothes are more exaggerated than those of my three children. I have four or five long down jackets, four or five short down jackets, and my cotton-padded trousers and pants are also matched. Two or three sweaters are knitted by my wife, and the others are taken from the space.

My wife always says that no matter whether it is for children or adults, shoes must be comfortable to wear, so in addition to being thick, cotton boots must also be comfortable to wear. If they are uncomfortable after trying them on, she will not wear this pair. The whole family is like this.

Shen Zhensheng just felt that his life had changed so much in the past six months. He had never dreamed of such a life before.

Every year in the army he worried about whether his family was doing well, whether they had enough food and clothing, especially his three sons.

After being injured and discharged from the army, he got a good wife and had time to spend with her and his children. Maybe this is a win-win situation.

Shen Zhensheng pushed the door and entered the study. Xiao Baoer was reading poetry with her three sons. She stroked her bulging belly with her hand, smiled gently and stared at her sons reading poetry. Shen Zhensheng felt warm in his heart. This is my lifelong lover.

"My dear, are you tired? If you are tired, let your son read by himself. I will help you go to the bedroom and take a nap."

Shen Zhensheng touched her little head. Her hair was combed by Shen Zhensheng now, and she tied it into small braids. Today, it was tied into a bun.

"Not tired, not tired. My son is very smart and learns very quickly. He did the math problem correctly just now."

Shen Zhensheng picked up the three babies with one hand and touched the little faces of the first and second babies. "They are really good sons of mom and dad. They are smart and handsome. They haven't made trouble for mom yet. They behaved very well."

"Dad, we are all good babies. My little sister will definitely be good in the future," Dabao said while looking at his mother's belly.

"My sister must be very well-behaved. Mom, is my sister coming out soon?" Erbao asked with sparkling eyes, looking forward to his sister coming out soon.

Xiao Baoer touched her belly and said, "Baby, my sister is only four months old now. It will take another five months for her to come out and meet you."

Xiao Baoer smiled and said to Shen Zhensheng, "Husband, my son seems to be very sure that I am carrying a little girl in my belly."

"It's okay. Whether it's a daughter or a son, they are both our treasures."

Two of them were accompanying their son to study in the study. When the three little ones were tired of studying, they played in the snow in the yard. The snowman they had built before had not melted yet, so they pulled Shen Zhensheng to let them build another small snowman.

"You stay with the children. I'll be knitting sweaters at the door of the main room while watching you play. The children will be happy when it snows," Xiao Baoer was helped by Shen Zhensheng to sit at the door of the main room, and a blanket was covered on her legs.

Shen Zhensheng touched her little head and kissed her forehead, "Okay, call me when you want to eat fruit, and I'll get it for you."

"Dad, come quickly, this snowman is Dad, let's make a snowman Mom," Erbao called Shen Zhensheng in the yard.

"Go, go and accompany your son," Xiao Baoer felt happy unconsciously when she saw her three children were happy.

Shen Zhensheng took his three children to make a snowman in the yard. Xiao Baoer was knitting a sweater at the door of the main room watching them play. The three children kept calling for their mother to look at the snowmen they made.

Xiao Baoer feels that the current slow-paced life really makes people feel happy. Although there is less fun without a mobile phone and the Internet, she can enjoy the joy of companionship. In just these few months, she has deeply felt this joy.

The laughter of the three children also spread to the next yard, and this innocent happiness also infected the women working in the house.

Li Dagou's wife also sighed and said, "Zhensheng and his wife are really good at raising children. The three children have cheerful personalities. They are no longer as pitiful as before."

Mrs. Sun smiled and continued, "They spend all day with their children. They raise all three of them personally. We are not like that. We are busy trying to feed the family. We raise our children in rough conditions."

"Alas, I used to think that it was a good thing as long as the children were not hungry. Now I see that the three children raised by Zhensheng's wife are really different from those who grew up without any care."

"Okay, stop imagining. We are now able to earn money with our own hands. We should try our best to give our children a good life and spend time with them."

Aunt Song Yun also heard what the women working in the house said. After everyone finished expressing their feelings, she encouraged everyone, "Let's all work hard. Zhensheng's wife said that everyone's skills are top-notch, and there will be prizes and bonuses during the New Year. We must work hard and let our children live a life like the three brothers Dabao."

The laughter of the three children came over in waves, and also gave the working women a goal to strive for.

"Mom, look at the snowman that dad and I made. Doesn't it look like you? As beautiful as you," Erbao praised his mother sweetly.

"It's really beautiful, mom likes it very much," Xiao Baoer looked up at the snowman made by the father and his two sons.

The father and his two sons were still playing sledding in the yard. If the yard wasn't big enough, they wouldn't be able to do it.

Seeing that it was almost time, Shen Zhensheng let his three sons play by themselves in the yard. He brushed off the snow on his body and went into the house, but as he was cold he did not get too close to his wife.

"Wife, I see it's getting dark, do you want to eat anything? I'll make it."

"Let's cook some millet, carrot and apple porridge, and make minced green beans and meat, blanched okra, and stir-fried shrimp with celery and cashews. Also, make some steamed buns for our sons, the kind with small animals in them. All three of our sons love them. Let's have some sesame cakes. I want some."

"Okay, I'll do it. You just sit here and watch over your son. I'll be done soon."

Xiao Baoer smiled and nodded, and Shen Zhensheng went to the kitchen to cook. Xiao Baoer put down the sweater in her hand and got up to walk around the house.