The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Jiang Xiaocui brought back a small bowl of spicy pickled vegetables made by Grandma Lu.

"She insisted on bringing it back to me, saying you all loved it." Jiang Xiaocui pinched a small piece of pickled vegetable and put it in her mouth: "I didn't even dare to taste it just now. Wow, it's really delicious! So crispy!"

Jiang Guoqing followed suit and stretched out his fingers to pinch it: "I want to eat the crunchy ones too."

He cannot owe others anything, he must have what others have.

Jiang Xiaocui hurriedly stopped him: "La, go slower."

It was too late to stop her from shouting. Jiang Guoqing had already started to hiss: "It's so spicy, so spicy, ahhh, big sister, big sister, it's so spicy!"

It was just like the day when I ate mustard sauce and it was spicy.

Jiang Zhaohui laughed at the funny look, but thinking that his brother might complain one day, he quickly turned his face away.

Grandma Jiang quickly tore off a small piece of pancake and stuffed it into Jiang Guoqing's mouth: "Oh, my eldest grandson, chew it quickly and it won't be spicy anymore."

No matter what, the grandson is her own, strong and lively, and the old lady likes him from the bottom of her heart.

Jiang Guoqing chewed the pancake twice and swallowed it, but it still tasted spicy. He reached out to pick up the pancake from the plate, put it to his mouth and was about to take a bite, but suddenly he remembered what his grandmother said, that boys should not eat alone at home, so he tore the pancake into three pieces and put one piece in each of his two sisters' bowls.

Jiang Furong just happened to see this when she stuck her head out of the kitchen. She was very surprised. She didn't expect her brother to change so quickly, so she teased him and said, "Grandma and Auntie haven't changed yet."

"I don't need it. I'll go to the kitchen to make some pancakes." Jiang Xiaocui rolled up her sleeves and said, "Mom, sit down and eat with them."

Jiang Guoqing felt relieved and quickly tore off half of the pancake in his hand and handed it to his grandmother. When he saw that the pancake in his hand was only the size of a playing card, he immediately became unhappy.

Grandma Jiang acted as if she saw nothing and ate the pancake her grandson had given her. "Guoqing has grown up and given what he was told. He's a good boy. Furong, Zhaohui, you two should eat too. You're both hungry and have to go to school after you finish eating. Your aunt works fast, so we can eat while we wait."

Jiang Chaohui was just a teenager, happy to receive the same treatment as his younger brother, and happily sat down to eat.

Jiang Furong looked at the pancake in her hand and prepared to tear off a piece to give to her brother as a reward.

Before she could make a move, Grandma Jiang spoke: "Guoqing, do you know why grandma is praising you? It's dinner time now. Whether it's steamed buns or pancakes, there will be more to come. It doesn't matter if you eat less at the beginning. You have to take care of your family first."

"Oh~" Jiang Guoqing said reluctantly, "But there's only one pancake on the table."

Grandma Jiang said calmly, "If there's only one cake, then it's not your turn to share it. When mom and dad are around, dad will share it. When mom and dad are not at home, sister will share it."

Jiang Guoqing pouted and said, "But my mom said that since I'm a boy, they have to give in to me! Even if they don't eat, I have to eat at least one thing."

Grandma Jiang smiled and said, "Your sisters give in to you, not because you are a boy, but because they are your sisters! Go out and look around, there are many girls who are the same age as your sisters, or even older than them. Who gives in to you?

You're a boy, but you only dare to let your sister give in to you. That's called being a bully at home, don't you know?"

Jiang Guoqing asked foolishly, "What does it mean to be a bully at home?"

Although I don't understand what "bullying at home" means, I know it's not a nice thing to say and it's definitely not a compliment to him.

Grandma Jiang had never explained this phrase that everyone knew: "Being a bully in the family means..."

Jiang Zhaohui couldn't help but interject: "It's like a hero at home and a bear outside."

This is the adjective that the children in the compound like to use the most. It is concise and vivid.

Jiang Guoqing understood immediately. The little boy's self-esteem was hit hard. He immediately became unwilling and shouted at Jiang Zhaohui: "I am not a bear!"

Tears welled up in his eyes, his little lips trembled with anger, his little chest rose and fell, and his little fists were clenched.

Grandma Jiang said, "Oh, we shouldn't make noise while eating."

Jiang Guoqing was furious and turned to yell at his grandmother, "She called me a bear! Jiang Zhaohui deserves to die!"

This time, Grandma Jiang was also angry.

It is obvious that Jiang Guoqing learned the words he used to scold his sister from his mother.

How arrogant is this?!

However, Grandma Jiang has always adhered to the rule of not beating or scolding children or saying unhappy things at the dinner table. Over the years, the dinner table at home has been quiet and harmonious. This is the first time that her grandson has disturbed her.

After all, Grandma Jiang is the head of the family. Even if she is unhappy, she will not take it out on the children, but will endure it herself.

Jiang Furong held her grandmother's shaking hand under the table and looked at her brother with a forced smile: "Qingqing, sit down and eat first. After dinner, we'll let grandma judge and see if you are a hero."

When talking to children, you must provide subjective guidance and not give them the right to choose.

Jiang Guoqing tilted his head, glared at Jiang Zhaohui with his eyes slanted, and snorted heavily: "You dare to call me a bear? I'll tell Mom!"

Jiang Furong gently kicked Jiang Zhaohui's foot, asking her sister to calm down. She then placed the pancake that Jiang Xiaocui had brought over in front of her grandmother: "Qingqing, grandma is the elder, and now we all listen to her."

Grandma Jiang's anger wasn't really directed at Jiang Guoqing in the first place, but after hearing what Jiang Furong said, she calmed down. She sighed softly and forced a smile: "Your aunt is very quick and prepared the meal in no time. Just help yourself, it's enough."

Jiang Xiaocui's cooking was not as particular as Grandma Jiang's. She didn't like the soft-dough pancakes, which had to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the rolled dough, which had to be rolled out into several layers. She thought that was too slow, so she just made pancakes the size of the pan. She flipped the pancakes over a few times, and when they were cooked, she took them out of the pan and cut them with a kitchen knife. A large bowl of fragrant scallion pancakes was served on the table.

"Qingqing, come and try the pancakes that Gu made. The pancakes for lunch today are different from the ones we had last night." Jiang Xiaocui sat down and first picked up a piece of pancake for Jiang Guoqing, then rolled it up with a piece of kimchi leaf and handed it to him: "It won't be spicy if you eat it this way."

Jiang Guoqing thought his aunt was feeding him and took a bite.

Jiang Xiaocui smiled and said to Grandma Jiang, "Mom, look at him, smacking his lips when he eats something delicious. He's just like my brother!"

Grandma Jiang hummed and ate silently, thinking in her mind how to explain things clearly after dinner.

This is the eldest grandson of the Jiang family. If Hu Xiuqing continues to teach him like this, he will definitely become another Hu Yuqing.

Hu Yuqing is Hu Xiuqing's younger brother. He is a well-known idler in the village. He has liked stealing since he was a child. He never admits his mistakes when he gets into trouble. Even when people come to his house to seek justice, Bai Guixiang scolds him back.

In Grandma Jiang's opinion, all idlers and lazy people are spoiled by their families.