Double Life: My whole world is you

Cheng Qiao took the opportunity to hug him and said, "Yangyang, did you have fun today?"

"I'm so happy today! There are so many people to play with and so much delicious food." Yangyang answered happily.

"Qiaojie." Yingying also came over at this time. Cheng Qiao put Yangyang down and picked up Yingying. Cheng Xia picked up Yangyang as well. They each held one and went to the direction Yangyang pointed to find their grandmother.

Grandma was sitting on the right side of the sixth row of the stage, watching the show with Xiaoyanzi in her arms. When she saw Cheng Qiao, she immediately asked with concern, "Have you had lunch? Cheng Xia is here too!"

"What a coincidence, kid. I asked you to come over for lunch at noon." The hunchbacked grandmother next to grandma scolded.

Cheng Qiao looked at the grandmother next to her. She was wearing a lot of clothes like her grandmother, with a long black coat and pants, a scarf, and a hat. However, her back was a little more hunched than her grandmother's. The two did not look alike. Her grandmother had a standard oval face with a beauty mole on her forehead, while the grandmother next to her had a small face, a standard palm-sized face. Cheng Qiao remembered that this grandmother was her grandmother's sister, but not her biological daughter. Her grandmother's original surname was Yu. There were four brothers and sisters in the family, an older brother, a younger brother, and a younger sister. Her mother died early, so she was adopted by the Cheng family. This great-aunt was the great-aunt from the Cheng family...

When Cheng Qiao was in a daze, her grandmother introduced her, "This is your great aunt."

"Hello, Auntie." Cheng Qiao quickly came back to her senses and greeted her, "A few of us classmates made an appointment to have lunch at Zhang Li's house at noon."

"Time flies! When you were as old as Yingying, I held you in my arms." The aunt said with a smile, "You couldn't walk at that time."

"Haha." Cheng Qiao smiled awkwardly. [My aunt wasn't the only one who said that I couldn't walk at the age of three, but I really don't have any memory of it. However, I have reservations about the fact that someone as old as Yingying still can't walk.]

"There will be an opera in the evening. You can all stay at my house today!" said my aunt. "It just so happens that there are some children at home who can play with you."

"Grandma, please stay at my aunt's house tonight!" Cheng Qiao said, "I'll take them all back."

"No, no, you have to eat at night!" Grandma quickly shook her head and refused, "There are chickens at home to take care of."

"Grandma, just stay here and feel at ease!" Cheng Xia said, "Qiao and I will go back and drive the chickens back to the coop. I will ask Qiao to come to my house to eat in the evening so that she can sleep with me."

"Okay, okay!" Cheng Qiao immediately agreed with a smile, "Grandma, it's settled."

Cheng Qiao looked at the time. It was already half past four. She said goodbye to her grandmother and aunt, and walked home with Cheng Xia and her cousins...

The two of them quickly reached home with the two little ones and Xiaoyanzi. When they got home, the little ones went to find their mothers. Cheng Xia followed Cheng Qiao to drive the dozen or so chickens in the house back to the cages. Cheng Qiao then found the political history homework and the book "Full Marks Composition" from her schoolbag. After explaining everything to her two aunts, she happily followed her little friend towards her home.

Cheng Qiao followed Cheng Xia happily to Chengliang Bay. Chengliang Bay is not big, with only 20 to 30 households. Cheng Xia's house is not far from the road, only 30 to 40 meters away. Her house is a one-and-a-half-story brick house with only a dozen square yards outside. Cheng Xia enclosed half of it to plant flowers, so the yard was obviously smaller. There were two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom inside. Cheng Xia was the only child in her family. Her mother died of cancer two years ago. Uncle Cheng was a man of loyalty and righteousness, and he did his best to treat her, so the family still owed foreign debts.

Cheng Xia looked at her watch. It was already half past five, so it was time to cook. She asked Cheng Qiao, "Qiao, do you want to eat rice or noodles?"

"I'm fine with that, just follow your usual plan." Cheng Qiao said.

Cheng Xia hesitated for a while and said, "Then let's cook tonight and have egg fried rice tomorrow morning."

"You can eat whatever you normally eat. You don't have to accommodate me," Cheng Qiao said.

"Okay! Let's have a good meal at Zhang Li's house today." Cheng Xia said with a smile, "We don't have such sumptuous dishes at home."

Although Cheng Xia said this, she still prepared a small cabbage, a piece of fish, a pickled vegetable, and a carrot soup. When they put the carrots into the pot, Uncle Cheng arrived home. Cheng Xia and Cheng Qiao came out to greet him, "Hello, Uncle."

"Dad, you're back!"

"Hey, Cheng Qiao is here!" The frail Uncle Cheng got off the motorcycle, took off his gloves, and said with a smile, "If I had known you were coming, I would have brought back some roast duck."

"Uncle, you're welcome! I'm the one who disturbed you in the first place."

"What are you saying? You two are just like sisters." Uncle Cheng walked into the house and put down his helmet. "I'm very happy to come and accompany Xia often."

"I will, uncle."

"Dad, go wash your hands and you can eat."

After Cheng Xia finished speaking, she pulled Cheng Qiao into the kitchen. By the time they entered, the wood in the stove was almost burned out and the soup in the pot was ready.

The three of them carried the dishes to the living room to eat, talking and laughing, it was very lively. After dinner, Cheng Qiao accompanied Cheng Xia to wash the dishes, and then soaked their feet together. When everything was done, it was already seven o'clock, and the two of them prepared to do homework in Cheng Xia's room. Cheng Xia's room was not big, about seven or eight square meters, with a 1.5-meter wooden bed against the wall on both sides. There was an old wooden cabinet at one end of the bed and a wooden table on the other side. Although the whole house was not big, it was very tidy. Cheng Xia was a clean and hardworking girl. Compared with her, Cheng Qiao felt ashamed.

At this time, Cheng Xia brought a wooden stool from outside and handed it to Cheng Qiao, "Qiao, you sit outside."

"Okay." Cheng Qiao took the stool with a smile, and the two sat down and did their homework quietly. Cheng Xia was doing the Chinese workbook, and Cheng Qiao was doing the history workbook. Except for the Chinese teacher, the two classes had the same teachers for other subjects.

More than half an hour later, Cheng Xia put down the pen in her hand and said, "Huh, the Chinese exercise book is finished."

"I've finished my history workbook, and I still have some work to do on politics." Cheng Qiao also put down his pen, "We'll do the rest tomorrow."

"Okay!" Cheng Xia put away her homework and looked at her watch. It was 43:. "What a coincidence. Let's go and watch Happy Camp."

Cheng Qiao also put away her homework. Cheng Xia took her hand and went to Uncle Cheng's room. Uncle Cheng was lying on the bed watching an anti-Japanese movie on CCTV6. When he saw them coming, he handed the remote control to Cheng Xia, "You want to watch Hunan TV, right? Just press it yourself."

Cheng Xia quickly took the remote control and pressed the number 56, Hunan Satellite TV. At this time, Teacher He's voice came, "Welcome to tune in to Hunan Satellite TV's "Happy Camp" every Saturday night. We are the Happy Family..."

I won’t comment on whether Happy Camp is good or bad, but it has certainly accompanied the post-90s generation throughout their youth, making them laugh happily every Saturday night…