Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander

Chapter 1584: Chapter 1044: Refusal_2

"I heard what you just said, don’t give yourself too much credit. If you don’t leave right away..." The older one glanced at the other one, "Go inside and make a call to the security office."

"Yes." The younger one responded, lifted his foot, and started walking inside. Fang Xiang panicked when she saw this, and without saying a word, she turned and ran.

Zhou Nanping, who had been hiding by the door, slipped out and watched her disappearing back with a sigh. Maybe she was being too cold-hearted, but this family was like leeches; once they attached themselves to you, it was hard to shake them off. To avoid future trouble, she had to do this.

"Thinking of going?" Chuxia patted her on the shoulder, "Think it through, and let me know your decision. I have to call Uncle Zhao and Auntie Zhao."

"Third sister-in-law, I’m not thinking of going..." Zhou Nanping smiled awkwardly, "It’s just that I used to try so hard to please her, and she despised me. Now, it’s her turn to ask me for help. How the tables have turned.

Honestly, if it was before, I would have been incredibly grateful for such an opportunity, but now..." She shook her head and didn’t continue.

"Alright, once you’ve decided, don’t worry too much..." As Chuxia spoke, she pulled her into the house. Zhao Yulan looked up at them with a questioning face.

"Fang Xiang came over, she’s found a partner and is about to get married. She wants Sixth Sister to be her family representative, but Sixth Sister refused. Then she just kept rambling on here..." Chuxia explained as she walked over to the baby stroller and clapped her hands towards the two little ones lying inside.

"Giggling..."

Seeing their mom, the two little ones both smiled and stretched their arms, asking for a hug. "You two are stretching your arms, how can I possibly hold both of you?" Chuxia said with a smile, picking up Nannan and kissing his little forehead. The little guy got so excited he started bouncing up and down, while Beibei, still lying in the stroller, was not pleased. He opened his mouth and started wailing.

Having no choice, Chuxia quickly put down the older one and picked up the younger one. She had long realized that if she picked up Beibei first, Nannan would just grin and his little eyes would be filled with expectation. But if she picked up Nannan first, Beibei would pull this stunt.

It was because she was aware of the differences between the two children that she deliberately picked up Nannan first each time, hoping to correct Beibei’s domineering little character.

Zhao Yulan shook her head as she watched from the side. In her opinion, they should always hold the younger one first. Why provoke him to cry?

The daughter always said that his bad habits shouldn’t be indulged, but a child of just a few months, what would he understand? Every time she saw her little grandson cry, her heart ached.

"Mom, what’s with that look?" Chuxia laughed as she looked at her mom. "If we always let him have his way, he’ll become unruly. We can’t let the crying child always get the milk, that’s totally not fair!"

"You’re really escalating this..." Zhao Yulan said helplessly, looking at her daughter. "He’s only four months old; your expectations are too high."

"A child’s personality forms before the age of three. Please don’t think that just because he’s small, he doesn’t understand. Letting things go now will only turn this into a bargaining tool in the future..." Chuxia said while tapping Beibei’s nose lightly, "Little rascal, am I right? This is what you’re doing now, isn’t it?"

"Giggling..." The little guy assumed his mom was playing with him and happily bounced in Chuxia’s arms, making Nannan, who was lying below, look on with envy.

Is it possible for a four-month-old child to feel envy? This thought crossed Chuxia’s mind, and she found it amusing. She then put down the younger one and picked up the older one. This time, Beibei didn’t fuss but lay there quietly observing with his big, bright eyes, utterly adorable!

Zhao Yulan, feeling heartache, picked up the little guy, "Look at him, how can you say he’s not understanding? You’re holding his brother, and he doesn’t mind at all. He just knows he’s the younger one, and you should favor him a little."

"Mom, the way you put it, he’s practically a genius! At just four months, he knows he’s the younger one and that his brother should yield to him?" Chuxia laughed and shook her head, "His brother is only older by two minutes. Why should he yield? We can’t spoil that bad habit."

"I’m not talking to you..." Zhao Yulan glared at her daughter, then walked with her grandson to Old Master Zhao and Old Lady Zhao, who had been watching the scene unfold, "Dad, Mom, don’t you think Beibei is adorable?"

The elder couple craned their necks to look but resolutely kept silent, not wanting to be dragged into their daughter’s camp!

"Don’t trouble them..." Lin Baohe chuckled watching his wife, stepping forward to take the little grandson from her arms. "What Chuxia said makes sense. If he grows accustomed to Nannan always letting him have his way, who knows if that thought might stick with him as he grows up.

Regardless of whether the child understands or not, we need to prevent that possibility as much as possible. The two kids have only a two-minute age difference. If Nannan always has to yield to Beibei, what if, one day, Nannan gets tired of it? As elders, we can’t create discord among the younger generation."

"How am I creating discord among the younger generation..." Zhao Yulan looked at her husband in displeasure, "I’m their grandmother. Saying that makes you sound so heartless."

"Okay, okay, I’m heartless, I’m heartless. You’re just saying it out of love for them, I understand. I apologize, alright?"

...

"Third sister-in-law, no wonder you have such a good character..." Zhou Nanping said admiringly, looking at Shi Xia, "Uncle Lin and Auntie Zhao have such a good relationship, and you were treasured by them growing up; you must have had a very happy childhood.

Unlike my brother and me, we grew up watching people’s expressions. Later, when we finally came back home, whether it was in front of everyone or behind closed doors, my parents were so strict with us. We wanted to get close to them, but it was difficult, and over time, my brother and I just grew more eccentric. Sigh..." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)