Chen Xiaolin hadn't been back for a long time, and looking at the familiar place, she felt a little excited.
She was still a sixteen-year-old girl when she left Beijing, and when she came back she was already the mother of triplets.
Time flies so fast, seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Chen Xiaolin was worried about the children at home, so she hurriedly bought the things she lacked at home and left.
On the way back, I went around to the post office to take a look and found that the things I had mailed in advance had also arrived. There were too many things in the mail, so she didn't take them. She planned to let the three brothers from the Yu family come over to help pick them up after dinner.
When she got home, it was already past one in the afternoon, and Chen Xiaolin hurriedly cooked.
I hurriedly made a stir-fried bacon with dried bamboo shoots and a spicy and sour Chinese cabbage. I also heated up the leftover steamed buns from the train and started calling everyone to eat.
After riding the train for several days, no one had much appetite, so they felt full after just eating a little.
After lunch, Chen Xiaolin took Yu Youyin and her two brothers-in-law to the post office to pick up the package.
"Hello, comrade, let's get Chen Xiaolin's package." Chen Xiaolin handed the identity certificate and package receipt to the post office staff.
"Are you moving? Why are you mailing so many things?" The post office staff was very impressed by Chen Xiaolin. After all, he was the one who moved in the dozen or so large packages.
Chen Xiaolin nodded sheepishly. She also knew that the things she mailed back were indeed a lot.
Four people moved more than a dozen packages twice. At that time, Chen Xiaolin took her to the county town to mail them, and the tractor was almost full.
Chen Xiaolin was given six quilts and six cotton-padded clothes as a dowry, and she mailed them all back, leaving only the two old quilts they usually used in their hometown.
As soon as they moved their things back, the triplets started crying and asking for their mother.
"Baby, you are not good again! Stop crying, mom is here."
"Mom hugs"
"hug"
"Mother"
The triplets are now one year old, can call their mother, and can walk a few steps with support
Chen Xiaolin stepped forward and hugged Chen Yingbao, a clingy girl. Every time she didn't hug her, she would cry endlessly.
Chen Haozhe and Chen Haowei could only run to their father and let him hold them.
Yu Youwen looked at the triplets with envy. It was a pity that he was still studying. He brought Yangmei with him when he came to Beijing this time. He didn't know if the previous savings would be enough to spend the past four years.
"Fifth brother, please hold Haozhe for me first." Yu Youyin moved a lot of things today, and his hands always felt a little sore, and he felt a little unable to hold two children.
Chen Haozhe and Yu Youyin look almost exactly the same. Every time Yu Youwen sees him, he always feels like he is seeing his second brother when he was a child.
"Haozhe, please call Uncle Wu." He gently touched Chen Haozhe's tender face. His round face was so cute. He didn't know if his future children would be so cute.
Chen Haozhe was not familiar with Yu Youwen, so he stared curiously at this strange fifth uncle.
"Fifth brother, give me a hug, my little nephew." Yu Youwu looked on with envy. He had never held triplets before.
"No, I just came here to hug you. If you want to hug me, just hug Haowei in my second brother's arms." Yu Youwen had just hugged Haowei, but he hadn't had enough of it yet, so he was not willing to let others hug him.
Yu Youyin saw that Yu Youwu wanted to hold the child, so she gave Haowei in her arms to him.
When Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen were packing their things, they saw the family photos that Chen Xiaolin had put away in the room.
In the photo, Chen Dazhu is smiling so brightly, Cheng Xin is leaning gently on his shoulder, and Chen Xiaolin is still childish behind them.
Why did their high-spirited little son leave so early, leaving the white-haired man to send the black-haired man away?
Grandpa Chen felt uncomfortable when he saw Grandma Chen shed tears. He didn't miss his little son, but he knew that his son was a hero, and heroes are not afraid of sacrifice.
When Chen Xiaolin heard the sobbing in the next room, she knew something was wrong. Her grandparents must have seen the family photo.
She knocked on the door next door, and sure enough, Grandma Chen was holding Grandpa Chen and crying non-stop.
"Grandma, don't be sad. My dad wants you to be happy."
"I'm fine. I just felt a little uncomfortable when I suddenly saw your dad's photo. Your grandpa and I want to visit his cemetery, okay?" Grandma Chen looked at Chen Xiaolin expectantly. She had not visited her little son since he left. He told him that the original funeral was arranged by the army, and by the time they found out, several days had passed.
"Then I'll call Mr. Liu tomorrow and ask him to help make arrangements." Chen Xiaolin originally planned to visit the graves of Chen Dazhu and his wife in the next few days. She hasn't been back for so many years and doesn't know what is happening to her parents' graves now.
"By the way, bring the photos of the triplets over so that he can see his grandchildren." Grandma Chen finally stopped crying after being comforted by Grandpa Chen.
"Well, you guys go to bed early and don't think too much." Chen Xiaolin took the family photo with her when she left. Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen are old, and it is not a good thing to have too many mood swings.
After breakfast the next day, Chen Xiaolin went to the post office to call Mr. Liu.
This familiar phone number was often called by the original owner when Chen Dazhu was still alive, so Chen Xiaolin remembered this phone number firmly.
After several phone transfers, the call was finally transferred to Mr. Liu's office.
"Hello, Mr. Liu, I am Chen Xiaolin, Chen Dazhu's daughter."
"Girl Xiaolin, why haven't you called me for so many years? I'm worried about you. How are you doing in your hometown? Have you returned to Beijing now?" Mr. Liu was very excited when he heard Chen Xiaolin's voice. Lin, this girl, was just afraid of trouble others, so she didn't call herself for so many years. If he hadn't received the wild goods from her every year, he would have suspected that she was missing.
"I was admitted to Beijing Medical University and just came back to Beijing. I brought my grandparents with me this time. We want to go to the Martyrs Cemetery to pay homage to my parents, but we don't know what procedures we need to go through."
"I'll just give you a certificate. I'll ask the security guard to send it to you later. Are you still living in your previous home?"
"Yes, then I would like to thank Mr. Liu."
"Girl, why don't you call me Uncle Liu? Are you unfamiliar with me?"
"No, I'll hang up now. Goodbye, Uncle Liu."
Chen Xiaolin actually knew that her father was no longer around, and she didn't want to trouble her father's comrades. She's afraid of annoying people, so it's nice to be like this, neither far nor close.
The phone bills in this era are really sky-high. Every time Chen Xiaolin makes a call, she feels distressed for a long time. They only spent five minutes chatting and spent five yuan on her. Five yuan can buy five kilograms of pork.
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