Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 113 - 112: The Ship of Friendship Capsizes Instantly

Chapter 113: Chapter 112: The Ship of Friendship Capsizes Instantly

Zhan Jing was inside the house making diapers for the soon-to-be-born children. Although the family had kept some, there wasn’t much, and this time it was twins, so more things needed to be prepared, including clothes.

Fortunately, this winter, the family provided a lot of supplies to the machinery factory, and the other party was generous, giving plenty of cloth tickets; otherwise, Zhan Jing wouldn’t know how to manage the children’s clothes.

Seeing the younger son return to the room without energy, "Actually, if you tell your dad, he won’t take you with him."

Ignore Zhao Gang’s fiery words about taking the younger son when he has a temper. As long as the younger son says a few soft words and admits his mistake, that’s all it takes.

But the key issue is that while the younger son seems carefree, once he insists on something, nothing can resist it.

"I know I’m wrong, but I can’t give in so easily. Didn’t Dad always say I must stick to things?" Zhao Guangran regretted not speaking up earlier.

But now, since Dad and they had already gone far, what was the use of regretting? He might as well help Zhan Jing with work, "Ma, I’ll help you with the work."

Zhao Guangran knew that the reason his dad was so angry was that he almost made Zhan Jing upset earlier. If he could perform well in front of Mom and get some praise, Zhao Guangran knew his dad wouldn’t be mad at him either.

The younger son actually wants to help her with work? Zhan Jing was surprised, not because the younger son never helped, but because he never proactively offered to do so.

It seems the incident taught the younger son a lot. Zhan Jing assigned him a small task, "Your brother will buy some books this time, so you must study hard then."

"Oh." What’s meant to come will come; Zhao Guangran, although unwilling, can only accept it.

Everyone says he dislikes studying and only thinks about playing, but Zhao Guangran wants to say he’s wrongly accused, "Mom, do you think I could be smarter than Nizi?"

It’s not that Zhao Guangran doesn’t want to study. He knows the expectations parents have for his brother and him, but he worries about being overshadowed by Gong Ruini.

Is his little son lacking in confidence? Zhan Jing knew Gong Ruini was a smart child, but in her view, her own son wasn’t bad either, so why was he so afraid?

"Sister is smarter than me. That day, Brother recited a Tang poem, and Nizi memorized it right away, but I recited it several times and couldn’t memorize it."

"Sister, I’m so scared. In the future, I’ll tell Nizi." If he were the younger brother, it wouldn’t be a concern, but he’s the older brother—what does it mean if an older brother isn’t as smart as his younger sister?

Ah, was there really something like this? Zhan Jing didn’t know. Although the elder brother occasionally recited Tang poems, they weren’t simple ones and had some difficulty. How did Gong Ruini memorize it after only hearing it briefly? This was a big blow to Guangran.

"Your older brother didn’t say." Zhan Jing thought if it were true, the elder brother had no reason not to say.

"That’s because I asked him not to say." Zhao Guangran looked upset and didn’t want to let parents know something so embarrassing; otherwise, it’d be even more embarrassing.

If possible, Zhao Guangran still preferred not to talk about it now, but not saying anything led to no solution. Even keeping it hidden until his brother enlightened them wouldn’t stop it from coming out eventually. Might as well let the parents know he isn’t as smart as Gong Ruini.

"Ah." Cai Meina didn’t expect her daughter to make Zhao Guangran so self-doubting and never heard about this from her daughter.

"It’s true." Zhao Guangran recalled feeling with how much effort he managed to recite the Tang poem Zhao Xuran had memorized previously.

If there was a hint of doubt in Zhan Jing and Cai Meina’s minds before, after hearing this poem, they were dumbfounded, "Are you saying Nizi memorized it after only a few hearings?"

Seeing the two excited individuals, Zhao Guangran was filled with regret—why did he bring this up? Now, Gong Ruini became the center of everyone’s attention.

More annoyingly, since his dad always said he wanted a daughter, but without one, he treated Gong Ruini exceptionally well. Now, suddenly knowing about Gong Ruini’s intelligence, what would he think?

One thing Zhao Guangran could clearly foresee was that his dad would become fonder of Gong Ruini.

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Gong Ruini had no idea Zhao Guangran was constantly worried about falling out of favor. She was busy boiling water on the carriage. Although she found the snow on the ground a bit dirty, there wasn’t much pollution at this time.

In later generations, everyone drank water with unknown additives despite its terrible pollution. So why not drink the relatively clean snow water now?

"Dad, the saltwater bottle." Zhao Gang had somehow brought over a small bottle of saline—a pretty handy thing for someone like his dad traveling outdoors.

Gong Tao was feeling quite pleased but stayed humble, "Gangzi, you use it first, I’m fine."

"Nizi, boil some more hot water; your dad is a bit thirsty."

Ha ha ha, Zhao Gang looked down on him. Sitting outside the cart was cold, and they hadn’t been away from home long. How could he already be thirsty?

If you want to show off your daughter’s thoughtfulness, just say it directly. Everyone here isn’t an outsider, no need to feel embarrassed.

"Nizi, Uncle Zhao is also a bit thirsty, can you make some tea?" Hmph, who can’t act? Although she isn’t my daughter, she calls me Uncle Zhao.

There’s a chance she might even call me ’Dad’ in the future. Originally, Zhao Gang wanted to suggest to Gong Tao that they make Gong Ruini his goddaughter, but Zhan Jing stopped him, saying it wouldn’t sound good if a goddaughter becomes a daughter-in-law.

If Nizi and the Zhao Family don’t end up together in the future, then mention it again.

Although Zhao Gang thought his wife might be overthinking, he still listened. Moreover, his best friend lately seemed a bit cautious of him.

Zhao Gang didn’t want to say anything that would add fuel to the fire, "Nizi is quite sensible, she even thought to get me a saltwater bottle."

"Nizi, when we get to the ragman store, if you see anything you like, don’t hold back; we came by cart, so Uncle Zhao will cover the cost." Zhao Gang expressed his willingness to work hard for Nizi to become part of the Zhao family.

What’s that? Zhao Gang buying stuff for my daughter? Hmph, it’s not like we’re lacking money. Gong Tao was disgruntled, feeling the need to be cautious of Zhao Gang.

He didn’t want to accidentally lose his daughter, "Why do I need you as an uncle to buy things for my daughter?"

Although our family isn’t as wealthy as Zhao Gang’s, my daughter goes to buy items at the reclaimed goods market, showing she’s sensible and won’t spend extravagantly. So, no need for Zhao Gang to pay.

See? Just one statement, and it’s ruffled him. Doesn’t he consider the friendship we’ve had for so many years? Zhao Gang looked at Gong Tao with disdain.

Gong Tao let out a cold hmph, unwilling to bicker with Zhao Gang. Anyway, he’s decided to stick closely to his daughter when they get there, making sure Zhao Gang doesn’t use small favors to bait his daughter away.

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