Reborn In The '80s

Xu Zhao remembered that Xu Fan was the first to say that Siwazi was ugly, but now he forbids others to say Siwazi is ugly. This set of "double standards" made Xu Zhao and Cui Dingchen speechless for a moment.

After a while, Xu Zhao asked Cui Dingchen to bring candy from the East Wing, coaxed Da Zhuang well, and pulled Xu Fan over to give the two children some ideological education, apologized to each other, and the matter ended like this.

After a while, the two children played together again, Xu Fan still said to Da Zhuang, "My younger brother looks really good-looking now".

Xu Zhao shook his head helplessly, then turned to look at Cui Dingchen, and asked, "Our fourth child is asleep again?"

Cui Dingchen nodded.

Xu Zhao asked, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Cui Dingchen has been extremely busy recently. Besides managing his own company, he also takes care of his fourth child every day, and also helps Xu Zhao when he finds time. He has very little sleep time every day. Cui Dingchen looks at Xu Zhao with meaningful eyes: "You sleep with me , I will sleep."

The tone of these words was extremely provocative, and Xu Zhao's face immediately became hot: "It's broad daylight, be serious."

"Where am I not serious?"

"It's not serious anywhere."

"Okay, then I won't show you seriously, let's go, we can't have a good sleep while the fourth child is sleeping."

Cui Dingchen dragged Xu Zhao upstairs, closed the doors and windows tightly and did daytime exercises. When he was exhausted, Cui Dingchen opened the doors and windows, took a look at Siwazi who was sleeping soundly on the small rocker, and hugged Xu Zhao fell asleep.

As soon as I slept until the afternoon, I opened my eyes and saw a little fat boy in the room. It was Xu Fan. Xu Fan sat in front of the crib and called his younger brother. There was a faint laugh in the crib. It was Siwazi issued.

Xu Fan really likes Siwazi now, Xu Zhao turned to look at Cui Dingchen.

Cui Dingchen smiled knowingly.

"Xu Fan." Xu Zhao called out.

Xu Fan turned his head, and the little meaty finger pointed to the small rocking bed and said, "Father, Siwa is awake too."

Xu Zhao sat up and asked, "Well, what are you doing?"

"I'm talking with Siwazi."

Xu Zhao laughed and asked, "Can he understand?"

Xu Fan insisted, "Yes, I told him not to cry, and he didn't cry."

Xu Zhao immediately gave a thumbs up: "Your brother is awesome."

Xu Fan was obviously happy to be praised, his little face couldn't contain his joy, and he nodded: "Well, I'm great, I've slept well, I sent a few upstairs, and I saw Siwazi wake up."

Hearing that Xu Fan couldn't stop talking blah blah, Cui Dingchen lost his sleepiness, got up and went downstairs, poured half a pot of milk powder for Si Wazi, and held Si Wazi in his arms to feed him.

Xu Fan stood by and watched.

Cui Dingchen asked, "Xu Fan, it will be Monday soon, do you still have to go to school?"

Xu Fan leaned on the edge of the bed and said, "Come on."

Xu Fan really loves going to school. He went to preschool for a year and was not bored at all. What Xu Zhao and Cui Dingchen meant was to let Xu Fan go to preschool for another year. After all, Xu Fan was young, so let him play again. In the single-digit math addition and subtraction, and pinyin alphabet, I was stunned to be the first in the class with a full score.

This world stipulates that elementary school students must be at least seven years old, and at least six years old, but Xu Fan has just turned five years old. The sincere heart of learning, finally the principal agreed, and the class teacher specially arranged a table for Xu Fan and Dazhuang to sit.

Allowing the two children not to go to class when it rains, not to go to class when it snows, not to go to class when it is windy, and not to go to class if they don’t want to go to class, is a back door for Xu Fan and Dazhuang who love to go to school.

Originally thought that the two children would not want to go to the first grade, but Xu Fan still liked school so much, Cui Dingchen could only say: "Have you packed your school bags?"

Xu Fan looked at Siwazi and said, "It's packed."

"Well, go to school well."

"I know, I'm very good at studying, and I'm going to be the monitor soon, and I'll still be the monitor."

Cui Dingchen turned his head to look at Xu Fan, thinking silently, his son is so good, he couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth.

Xu Fan stood by and stared at Si Wazi and said, "Father, Si Wazi won't drink anymore."

There was still a little milk left at the bottom of the bottle, Cui Dingchen shook it and said, "Will you drink it if the fourth child doesn't drink it?"

"I drink."

Xu Fan took the bottle and looked at Si Wazi, saying, "Brother, brother has drunk it."

The fourth child was full and wanted to jump, but the clothes were too thick to move, so he could only dance around with his little hands.

Xu Fan said: "My brother really drank."

Siwazi giggled.

"Ugly baby, brother really drank."

Siwazi didn't dislike being called an ugly doll at all, and giggled even louder.

Then Xu Fan drank up the rest of the milk, and kissed Siwazi, Siwazi was so happy that he was so happy, Cui Dingchen hugged him quickly and said, "Baby, don't get excited, don't get excited."

But the fourth baby is a fat baby who gets excited when he sees his elder brother, which is closer than seeing his own father, which makes Cui Dingchen feel a little wronged, so he can only turn to Xu Zhao for comfort, and with Xu Zhao's love, Cui Dingchen watched his younger son grow up contentedly.

Four children were six catties when they were born, just the right weight. After two or three months, they will grow fatter and better-looking. Xu Fan looks like Xu Zhao, and four children are composed of Xu Zhao and Cui Dingchen. All the advantages of her, her small face is fleshy, like a freshly peeled egg, tender and tender, her dark eyes are like stars in the sky, shining brightly, her temperament is a bit like Xu Zhao, and also a bit like Cui Dingchen. A bit like Xu Fan.

In short, everyone loves her, but Siwazi only loves her elder brother Xu Fan.

When I just learned how to crawl, as soon as I saw Xu Fan, I crawled and chased Xu Fan. When I saw Xu Fan going to school, I insisted on chasing him.一起睡觉，可以说就是个十分的哥哥控，哪怕被哥哥揍了，还是爱哥哥。

For example, at noon today, Siwazi, who had just been able to walk while leaning on the wall, somehow touched Xu Fan's small schoolbag, took a colored pen, and made a mess of Xu Fan's Chinese books. The baby was spanked twice, and the fourth baby who was beaten was crying loudly, sitting in Cui Dingchen's arms, crying aggrievedly while complaining "boil, spank." It means that the brother hit him.

But in a blink of an eye, he moved towards Xu Fan again. Xu Fan ignored him angrily, and went to school with his schoolbag on his back. Little bellyband, sitting on the mat and playing with the toy car that my brother played with.

While playing, I heard my grandma say, "Siwazi, your brother is leaving school."

Siwazi's black eyes glowed instantly, and he threw the car away with his hand, and put his little arms on his grandma's arms.

"Oh, it's really heavy." Xu's mother picked up the four children and walked out of the yard.

Walking to the head of Nanwan Village, I saw a group of elementary school students walking towards this direction in front of me. The four children kept searching the crowd with dark eyes, and finally saw Xu Fan, the shortest among them.

"Pot! Pot!" Si Wazi pointed at Xu Fan with his little finger.

"It's brother, not pot." Mother Xu corrected.

"pot!"

"..."

Seeing Xu Fan, Xu's mother put the fourth child on the ground, and then heard Xu Fan's cheerful voice.

"Brother! Fourth child!"

It seemed that he wasn't the one who was angry with his brother at noon.

"younger brother!"

"Ah! Ah! Ahh!" Siwazi still couldn't speak, and the frequency of ahhh was relatively high. When he heard his brother calling himself, his excitement was comparable to a goal in the World Cup. He leaned forward and threw himself at Xu Fan.

Xu Fan hugged Siwazi with his small schoolbag on his back.

Siwazi also hugged Xu Fan happily.

Xu Fan held Siwazi's chubby face and asked, "Are you here to pick up brother?"

Siwazi screamed.

Xu Fan kissed Si Wazi's chubby face.

Siwazi cried out happily.

Xu Fan's little meat hand took Siwazi's little meat hand and said: "Let's go home with my brother. My brother picked up a lot of chalk from the podium. My brother will draw for you, okay? Okay? Siwazi, Say yes."

"Okay." It's just a word, like soaking in freshly sweetened milk, it sounds very nice.

Xu Fan and Xu's mother each took Siwazi's hand, and slowly returned to the yard, put Siwazi next to the big stool, asked Siwazi to support the big stool, Xu's mother brought milk bottles, biscuits, rattles, rubber Put mud and other toys on the stool, let Xu Fan play with Si Wazi for a while, and she cooks.

"Where are my dad and eldest dad?" Xu Fan asked.

"I'm busy in the county seat." Xu's mother said, "Your grandfather and your uncle Li are watching the fertilization in the greenhouse."

"Then my father and the others said, come back and buy pig's trotters for me and my brother?"

"...I said it."

Xu Fan was happy.

Mother Xu went into the kitchen and started cooking.

Xu Fan took out red, blue, and white chalk tips from his schoolbag. He was the first to rush to the podium to pick them up after the teacher finished class, and now he took them all out to show off in front of Siwazi.

Siwazi was curious about everything, and wanted to take it.

Xu Fan immediately clenched his hands tightly and said, "Brother, you can't take it."

Siwazi stretched out his chubby hand and said, "Take it!"

Xu Fan said firmly: "You can't take it!"

Siwazi looked at Xu Fan with a "why" look.

Xu Fan said: "You are so delicious. If you eat the chalk tip, you will die. After you die, you will never see your dad, big dad and brother. If you don't take it, brother will show you the drawing."

Siwazi didn't dare to move.

Xu Fan took the tip of a chalk and began to draw on the wall. Xu Fan, a soul painter, drew random lines and explained them as the hair of Monkey King, the soul of the bone spirit, the tower of King Li Tianwang, and the tower of the Taishang Laoqun. The three flavors are really hot, and the four children are stunned for a while.

When Xu's mother came out of the kitchen, she saw that the clean wall was ruined.

"Three children!"

Xu Fan stopped.

Xu's mother said with a straight face, "Who asked you to draw on the wall."

Xu Fan said, "I didn't say you can't draw on the wall."

"Still talking back, let's see if your eldest father will beat you when he comes back?"

Mother Xu walked towards the wall angrily, wanting to see if the writing on the wall could be wiped off.

Siwazi, who was wearing a red bellyband and standing on a stool, thought that grandma was going to beat his brother, so he raised the milk bottle with his little hand and threw it to the ground with a "slap".

Mother Xu was taken aback.

Xu Fan followed to look at Siwazi.

Siwazi pouted with a small mouth: "Pfft! Hit."

The meaning is not to hit my brother, maybe I feel that my words are not strong enough, the fourth child stomped his little feet hard, his little appearance is the same as Xu Fan when he was two or three years old, but unfortunately he is only one year old, his center of gravity is unstable, and it is even worse when he stomps his feet. Steady.

Hearing a sound of "paji", the tender little fart sat firmly on the ground, followed by his whole body tilted to the ground, his little hand grabbed the stool and missed it, and took the biscuits and rubber on the stool in a daze. The mud was swept away, and it hit Xiaorou's face straight, and fell to the ground.

crackling.

But the strong Siwazi didn't cry, turned over neatly and sat up, grabbed the stool legs and stood up, then walked slowly to the end of the stool, let go of the stool suddenly, and quickly walked unsteadily. Bu Zi, when he was about to fall, he hugged Xu Fan's arm.

After standing still, she stared at Xu's mother with dark eyes, and stomped her little feet fiercely: "Pfft! Hit!"

Mother Xu: "..."

The author has something to say:

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Author: Sanwazi, who looks better between you and Siwazi?

Xu Fan: I am pretty.

Author: Siwazi, who looks better between you and Sanwazi?

Siwazi: pot pot.