On the anniversary of the death of my wife and daughter, I am reborn

Zhao Guizhi did not expect that his son would say this, so he immediately winked at his son and daughter to prevent them from saying too much.

Seeing that the current atmosphere was not quite right, Zhao Xinghang immediately changed the topic:

"So is Xiaokang Xiaojia in the first grade of middle school or elementary school now?"

Because now Zhao Jingyu always calls him Xiaokang Xiaojia, so he naturally thinks that he is an elder brother.

Xiaojia answered what her eldest cousin said:

"We are in the second grade of junior high school now. By September, we will be in the third grade of junior high school!"

"Ah? Are you in your second year of junior high school?"

As soon as these words came out, the one who reacted the most was Zhao Jingyu.

"Then did you skip a grade? I'm only in the first grade of junior high school!"

"No, no, how old are you now?"

The brother and sister answered in unison:

"15!"

Zhao Jingyu: "?"

"15!?"

He then exclaimed.

Realizing that his reaction had been too emotional, he lowered his voice again under his parents' death gazes.

"No... why are you all 15? I always thought you were younger than me! Why am I only 13 and you are 15?"

"I've called you Xiaokang Xiaojia for so many days."

The expression gradually changed from surprise to aggrieved.

It took a lot of effort to act as the big brother, but it turned out to be a lie.

He is still a little brother!

This caused the others to burst into laughter.

Xiaokang smiled and answered him:

"We also thought you were my brother because you looked taller and stronger than us."

"We started school relatively late, so now we are only 15 and in the second grade of junior high school. Moreover, we skipped a grade in the middle because the teaching level there is not very high."

"Then from now on you have to call us cousin."

Zhao Jingyu started to cheat:

"No, no, we have been calling each other by our names for so long, and we are not very different in age. Don't call us cousin, we have so many births!"

Seeing that he was young, Xiaokang Xiaojia let him go and said to him with a smile:

"Okay, okay, I will listen to you from now on. You can shout whatever you want!"

Sisi looked at them talking here and suddenly raised her hand.

Zhao Xinghang saw his daughter raising her little hand and pointed at her:

"Classmate Sisi, do you have anything to say?"

When Sisi saw her name being called, she immediately stood up and said.

"Report! Everyone has received red envelopes, but now Sisi doesn't have any! Has grandpa forgotten Sisi!?"

The little guy pouted slightly and looked very cute.

Looking at his little granddaughter like this, Zhao Wanxiang laughed and took out a red envelope.

"My dear Sisi, how could grandpa forget Sisi? Grandpa also prepared a red envelope for Sisi!"

Sisi's pouty mouth suddenly opened, revealing a big smile.

"Wow! Sisi also has a red envelope! Thank you grandpa!"

Zhao Wanxiang handed the red envelope to Sisi. After taking the red envelope, Sisi said thank you to her grandfather:

"Thank you, grandpa! Sisi will definitely collect this money. When the time comes, Sisi will use the money to buy delicious and fun things, and she will also share it with grandpa!"

After Yu Xiuying heard what her little granddaughter said, she couldn't help but laugh:

"If I give it to grandpa, will I give it to grandma?"

Sisi immediately raised her little hand and replied seriously:

"Yes! Sisi will also give grandma something to eat!"

He looked at his mother's belly, seemed to remember something, and asked again:

"Does Sisi's younger brother and sister have red envelopes? Now younger siblings can't take red envelopes, Sisi can hold them for them first!"

Seeing his daughter's cleverness, Zhao Xinghang felt a little proud and a little embarrassed.

Little Sisi's words made the other adults burst into laughter.

"Sisi, you little kid is so smart if you don't realize it!"

Zhao Lingwan couldn't help but praise her little niece for her intelligence.

Sisi chuckled.

Zhao Wanxiang smiled and said to this little clever guy:

"It's just because the younger siblings haven't been born yet and can't get red envelopes, so grandpa and grandma haven't prepared red envelopes for them yet!"

"When the Chinese New Year comes next year, my younger brothers and sisters will also get red envelopes!"

Xiao Sisi responded with some disappointment:

"Oh! Got it!"

Zhao Jingyu looked at little Sisi and gave her a bad idea:

"Sisi, don't be sad. Your brothers and sisters will be young next year. You can help them "keep" the red envelopes."

What a good word "keeping".

It made everyone laugh again.

The red envelopes have been distributed and the atmosphere is quite good.

When the red envelopes were distributed, those who did not receive the red envelopes ate their food aside.

Therefore, Zhao Wanxiang may be the only one who has not eaten it during the whole process.

But at this time, he lowered his head and looked at his bowl. The old woman, sister, son, daughter, and daughter-in-law had all filled themselves with more than half the bowl of meat and vegetables.

The joy and warmth in my heart became more and more.

This is the atmosphere and meaning that a family should have when celebrating the New Year together.

So we chatted and ate together again.

At this time, Zhao Xinghang actually regretted why he didn't install a TV at home so that he could watch the Spring Festival Gala and have the New Year's Eve dinner at the same time.

But this is also good. The family celebrates the New Year together, which is also a Chinese New Year.

In this way, everyone chats and laughs together, which also has a different flavor.

The meal was very late.

It was almost like the cold dishes were heated up and brought out to eat. Anyway, everyone just kept chatting and eating.

There is no need to worry about eating very late or for a long time.

After finishing eating, it was almost ten o'clock.

In fact, it's around seven or eight o'clock in the countryside, so it's time to go to bed.

But because today is New Year's Eve, every house still has lights on.

Only some children couldn't bear it anymore and went to bed early.

For example, a child as young as Sisi doesn't have a strong awareness or concept of New Year's Eve.

So I went to bed when I was sleepy.

People of Zhao Jingyu's age, as well as Xiaokang and Xiaojia, are actually used to going to bed early, but the meaning is different today.

So they insisted on sitting in the living room and eating melon seeds with the adults, waiting for twelve o'clock to arrive.

Adults always have endless topics to talk about. Even if the current stories are finished, they can still tell the stories from decades ago.

So there is no need to worry about running out of things to say.

Zhao Xinghang sat next to his wife and asked her a few questions from time to time:

"Are you sleepy?"

"Are you tired?"

"When you feel sleepy, go inside and go to sleep."

"When you're tired, just lean on my shoulder and take a rest."