Rebirth in 70: The sweet wife is coaxed slowly, and the military king is pampered step by step

I, Zhou Hao, have always been very proud of one thing, and that is having a good brother like Chen Zimo.

Hehe, actually the person I am most grateful to is my dad.

If he hadn't had a life-long friendship with Dabao's father, my relationship with Dabao might not have been so strong.

My mother has called me a skinny monkey since I was a child, and that’s because I’m really skinny.

I often make my mother angry, and she always says that I look like my father.

Anyway, the good ones can be said to be like her, and the bad ones can only be said to be like dad.

When I was a kid, I was envious of Dabao.

I always feel that he is so happy, Aunt Zhen is so kind to him.

In the family home, all our children envied Dabao.

Dabao, when I go out to play, Aunt Zhen comes to bring water and fruits. She is always gentle and gentle every time.

Not only that, Dabao always has all kinds of candies on him, many of which I have never eaten before.

Moreover, Uncle Chen was kind to Dabao and allowed Dabao to ride on his neck. In the family courtyard, my dad only let me play like this once.

To talk about envious things, I can probably give an example of one day and one night.

However, I still want to talk about this good brother Dabao.

He is younger than me, but he is my eldest brother!

I think!

Dabao has studied well since he was a child and loves reading.

I don't like it. Sitting on a stool is like sitting on a nail.

While our children envy Dabao, our parents also envy each other.

For example, my mother.

Before Dabao joined the army, I was the little brother in the family area, going out and making trouble every day.

After Dabao arrived, the first time I met him, I was deceived by him.

Knowing that he was younger than me, and my mother said she wanted to play with my younger brother, I really felt a little protective of my little brother.

At that time, Dabao might not be familiar with him either, so he had a quiet temper and seemed like a good kid.

But later on, I gradually discovered that he was also faking it.

He can play better than me.

When Aunt Zhen didn't know, he would ask me to climb the dog hole and play with glass beads, and he would also ask me to think of ways to catch birds.

The key is that he is a clean person, and he always has a way to convince people to do things for him.

By the time I came to my senses, I was almost used to it.

But Dabao has been good to me since I was a child. If he gives someone a candy, I will have two. Anyway, I am a good friend who treats each other differently.

In my impression, when Dabao first came to join the army, he was always worried about one thing for a while.

That is because he is afraid that Aunt Zhen will think he is not good and will not want him anymore. Although I never know what he thinks, Aunt Zhen is so good to him.

One time I saw him with red eyes, looking at his dirty clothes, and refusing to go up the stairs. I also said something: "Brother Dabao, even mothers like their sons. Aunt Zhen saw it and it made sense." I just want to say a few words to you, don’t worry, if she wants to talk to you, just say it was me."

This was said so long ago that I have forgotten it for a long time. It was Dabao who told me later in a casual chat.

He actually said good things about others and gave him confidence.

I was actually confused.

When Aunt Zhen stops being a teacher and has time to tutor Dabao at home.

My mother wanted me to follow her and learn a little bit.

This is also a strange thing!

As for me, as long as I have followed Dabao since I was a child, I can be more patient in everything I do.

I often say that Dabao really has magical powers.

I was willing to make up lessons, and Aunt Zhen also put in a lot of effort for me.

But I may be really stupid, and learning is really a bit painful.

Dabao may have noticed it, so he secretly said to me: "Brother Haohao, keep studying. Think about it, how great it would be for us to study together in the future. If you don't know how, I can tell you, don't worry, As long as you listen to me and my mother, Aunt Fang will definitely love you the most!"

I believed it, and it made me feel at ease. At least I went to Aunt Zhen’s house every time and studied happily with Dabao.

The effect is also there, at least I don’t hate studying anymore.

The main reason is that I can occasionally solve a difficult problem by myself, and the teacher can praise me once. I can't help but look at Dabao and smile.

I'm proud of it too.

When we were kids, Dabao and I had fights and harsh words.

But fortunately, my mother didn't have an overnight feud and reconciled on the same day.

Dabao is so numb.

Every time we apologized to each other, we always had one brother in our mouth and several candies in each hand, which made me have to show my sincerity.

Later, when I arrived in Beijing, I had a boring life.

I told my mother several times that I wanted to be Aunt Zhen’s child, and I wanted to be brothers with Dabao.

My mother scolded me a few times at first, but then just ignored me.

Fortunately, Dabao also came to Beijing later.

This is where the real stress started for me.

I find Dabao more and more powerful, he has a good memory and is good at learning.

I knew he learned it up front, but I didn't expect it up front.

So, I felt very uneasy.

Especially when I heard Dabao say that he wanted to skip a grade, I still had insomnia at such a young age.

This is probably the beginning of me becoming sensible.

I realized the gap with Dabao.

It was also the first time that I secretly cried in front of Dabao, hoping that Dabao would not skip a grade and be in the same class as him.

Dabao gave me advice like a little grown-up, telling me to study more, take extra classes during the summer vacation, and skip a grade with him.

I was dumbfounded when I heard it, "Dabao, my grades are average at best. I won't be able to pass the grade-skipping exam when I start school."

Dabao put the book in front of me and said, "Okay, talk less and read more. You follow the plan and learn by yourself. You actually have some basics, but you just don't put in as much effort as others. Just use all your cleverness!"

"If you don't study, forget it, I will still skip a grade."

As soon as I heard this, I didn't say anything, just held the book and read it.

That was the first time I studied hard. It was so bad that my parents thought I was a ghost.

I even moved in to live and eat with Dabao during the summer vacation, just so that Dabao could give me more extra lessons.

Of course the result was good, I successfully skipped a grade.

From this time on, I have indeed become more interested in learning, and I also want to keep learning with Dabao.

But no matter what, I can't keep up with Dabao's progress.

However, the older I get, the more I realize that everyone has their own pace.

I just go at my own pace.

But I still like to hang out with Dabao.

Even if I didn't get into Dabao's school, I could get into one not far from him.

Whenever something happens to me, I also like to talk to Dabao.

I later joined the army, stayed there for several years, and became a company commander.

At this time, I also encountered a low point in my work. Not only my work, but my life was also in a mess.

If you want a career, you won’t have a career; if you want a partner, you won’t have a partner.

I went to Dabao to find a way.

As a result, this good brother came directly to my army and fought side by side with me for two years!

I was moved to tears inside!

I still remember when I was in high school.

Dabao asked me to make silk flower ropes.

I didn't know what Dabao was doing at first.

As a result, he said: "Brother Hao! This was harvested from raising silkworms together when we were young! I moved to Beijing and didn't throw it away! Good brothers, we must have a deep relationship! While the silk can still be used, we made it into flowers rope."

"I have also found someone who can probably make a lot of Chinese knots, as well as safe knots. We can give them to our family members and ourselves."

"Haha, this can be regarded as testimony that we share the joys and sorrows!" The latter sentence was said jokingly by Dabao.

But I took it seriously. I made a Chinese knot out of a sack of silk, and it was enough for each person to share one.

As for me, I kept the knot well.

After we got married, my wife saw it and thought it was given to me by some lesbian.

I will explain a few words and continue to put it in the mahogany box and store it carefully.

Now, this thing is indeed a testimony of the decades-long friendship between Dabao and I!

Of course, it will continue to witness!