Stepmother

Song Zhaodi was flustered and stood up subconsciously: "Don't, don't tell me it's the English book I wrote for you?"

Zhong Dawa nodded fiercely, and couldn't hold back any longer, sobbing bitterly.

My chest felt tight, Song Zhaodi walked over to the big baby, picked the baby up, wiped her tears: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's gone, I'll rush tomorrow to write a book for you. ."

"Mother, I know, hiccup-book was taken by her." Dawa's eyes were blurred, and she grabbed Song Zhaodi's hand, "Mother, let's go back, we want to come back, okay? "

Song Zhaodi smiled bitterly: "I think so too, but she is on the boat, how can mother go after her?"

"Mother..." The snot came out, Zhong Dawa subconsciously sniffed and sucked the snot in again.

Song Zhaodi had a black line on her forehead, picked up the tablecloth to wipe the table: "I'll blow your nose for you."

The child only cared about his book, but did not find any problems with the cloth, so Song Zhaodi pinched his nose: "You send a telegram to Auntie and ask Auntie to ask for it."

"There is a kind of person in the world, even if you catch her stealing things, she will not admit it." Song Zhaodi said, "Your second aunt, your grandmother, and your grandmother are all such people.

"We can call the police, but for a book, according to the law, the police scolded the book thief and it was over, and she would not be locked up."

Zhong Dawa: "Why not? She's a thief."

"Because there are too many petty thefts, they can't be put in the prison." Song Zhaodi thought about it carefully, "There is a saying, stealing chickens and dogs and pulling garlic seedlings, angering the police to death of the court, refers to this kind of There are too many thieves. We can't expect the police to take care of our belongings."

Zhong Dawa lowered her head, very ashamed: "I didn't hide it well."

"I don't blame you. You are still young, I don't know there is another word called "defensive"." Song Zhaodi touched his head, "We have the right to eat a moat to grow a wisdom, and we will meet you in the future. For people like Eryi, let's stay away from her, okay?"

Zhong Dawa nodded vigorously: "Mother, don't let her come to our house in the future."

"No." Song Zhaodi said, "She stole things from our house. If something happens to her house in the future, send a telegram to tell us that if we don't go, our relatives and neighbors will not tell us about us. mean."

Zhong Dawa raised her head and tentatively said, "Mother, is it a good thing for us to throw away a book?"

"I think it's a good thing to be able to cut off contact with your second aunt." Song Zhaodi didn't want to say that, but when she saw the child's red eyelids, she continued, "I'll give it to you later. Auntie shoots the telegram, and when your grandma gets home and sees the telegram, she will definitely feel sorry for you and disappointed with your second aunt."

Zhong Dawa: "Are grandma and grandpa still here?"

"They will think that they caused your book to be stolen, and they will be embarrassed to come again for the time being." Song Zhaodi said, "They will come back in two years. I don't think I will come again. But I have to go back and visit them, they are my parents."

Zhong Dawa hurriedly asked: "Will I see Second Aunt?"

"No, her house is very far from my grandma's house." Song Zhaodi wiped the tears from his face, "I will teach you English according to the English book of the first year of junior high tomorrow?"

Zhong Dawa nodded, then shook her head: "Ma Zhenxing asked me, how should I answer?"

Song Zhaodi's original intention of writing those words is to let the children on the island know a little English and be interested in English, not all for her three children: "I teach you, you write it in the notebook teach them."

"Then I'll become a little teacher?" Zhong Dawa's eyes widened.

Song Zhaodi patted his head: "Don't you want to?"

Zhong Dawa nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, mother, teach me now."

"Don't worry." Song Zhaodi said, "You can't eat a fat man in one bite. Let's wash our faces first, and then call Erwa and Sanwa down, and you can learn together." The baby put it down, and Song Zhaodi took his hand and went outside to get the washbasin.

Dawa grabbed Song Zhaodi's arm, motioned her not to rush to pour hot water into the room, and pointed to the wooden basin stand: "Mother, you've lost the pancreas for washing your face."

"I have seen it." Song Zhaodi sighed, "This is the real devil entering the village. Don't wash your face first, let's see what's missing in our family."

Zhong Dawa let out a "hmm" and ran to the chicken, duck and goose pens. Seeing that there were no shortage of chickens, ducks and geese in his house, she breathed a sigh of relief and went to check along the corridor. The things on the corridor, "No less. Mother, where are you?"

"My snow cream, your clam oil is all gone. Fortunately, our toothpaste and toothbrush are still there." Song Zhaodi came out with warm water, "If you don't even have toothpaste, your father will be angry. die."

Zhong Dawa frowned: "But without vanishing cream and clam oil, what shall we use tomorrow?"

"Go to the city to buy tomorrow." Song Zhaodi said, "It's time to prepare the New Year's goods anyway. Come here, I'll wash your face."

Zhong Dawa sighed: "How can she be better than grandma."

Cry your nose and find a way to solve it."

Zhong Dawa nodded: "I remember, mother." She raised her head and saw the person under the eaves next door, her eyes lit up, "Mother, we can call Uncle, Uncle. Tell grandma."

Song Zhaodi followed his line of sight and saw Mrs. Duan sweeping the roof under the eaves of the porch, and also thought of her house phone: "Do you know your uncle's number?"

"I know, the number is upstairs, I'll look for it." Dawa said and ran into the house.

What Song Lainan did was disgusting, and Song Zhaodi didn't bother to save face for her, so she told Brother Zhong how many things Song Lainan took in total. Then he asked him to take time to go to Xiaosong Village and tell her eldest sister and brother-in-law about it.

Zhong Weiguo heard Zhong Jianguo say that Song Zhaodi's parents are very reasonable, and Song Zhaodi's eldest sister and brother-in-law are also honest people. At first hearing Song Zhaodi said that her second sister took her things, Zhong Weiguo subconsciously asked if he had made a mistake.

Song Zhaodi told Zhong Weiguo with great certainty that the people on the island did not dare to steal from the soldiers' homes.

The bamboo raft door was locked before, Song Zhaodi was to prevent the relatives who suddenly visited. Song Zhaodi felt ashamed when she said this, so when Sister Duan asked her why she locked the door, Song Zhaodi said to prevent chickens and ducks from running out. However, still did not prevent.

Zhong Jianguo returned home, and when he heard about this, he said to Song Zhaodi, "You go and call the elder brother again, and don't go to Xiao Song Village."

"Why?" Song Zhaodi didn't understand.

Zhong Jianguo: "If something like this spreads to others, your parents will be very sad. It's just a book, not a valuable item."

"And mother's vanishing cream." Zhong Dawa grabbed Song Zhaodi's arm, "I forbid you to call."

Song Zhaodi took Dawa's hand and signaled him not to be nervous: "Second sister should think about the consequences when she does it." After a pause, "She dares to take mine today, and she will dare to take eldest sister tomorrow. The eldest sister is honest, the eldest brother-in-law is kind, and will definitely endure it.

" Big brother Gu Ming'er made this matter known to everyone. If the second sister knew how to be shameful, she would not do this kind of thing again in the future. As long as she does it again, my parents will tell her not to go back to her parents’ house in the future even if they don’t beat her and scold her for their own face.”

Zhong Jianguo sighed: "Your parents are in their fifties."

"There's nothing I can do about that." Song Zhaodi said, "My mother came to talk about the second sister this time. I always feel that she feels sorry for the second sister. I'm afraid she will soften."

Zhong Jianguo didn't quite understand: "What's the matter?"

"What about the eldest brother-in-law." Song Zhaodi said, "She likes the eldest brother-in-law, but the eldest brother-in-law is married to the eldest sister."

Zhong Jianguo: "You can't blame your eldest brother-in-law for this. If it was me, I would also choose your eldest sister."

"What about me?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo was delighted: "We are talking about your second sister." After a pause, "You? Look how old you were then."

"Father, mother, what are you talking about?" Zhong Dawa looked at this, looked at that, "Don't call?"

Song Zhaodi: "No more."

The next day, in the morning, Zhong Dawa got up subconsciously to find his English book and taught his two younger brothers to read English. However, realizing that the English book had been taken away, the little boy's tears came out again.

Zhong Jianguo woke up in the morning and saw that the sky was very dark, guessing that it was going to snow, so he covered the vegetables that Song Zhaodi planted with straw, and when he came back, he saw his eldest son sitting on a chair crying silently, so he sat down Going to Dawa: "Your uncle probably hasn't gone to Xiaosong Village yet. I'll make another call and ask him to help you come back?"

"Or come back." The big baby sniffed, "Mother said, she won't admit it."

Zhong Jianguo patted his son's head: "Go get your mother's English book, and I'll teach you to read a paragraph."

The baby got up and ran upstairs.

Zhong Jianguo glanced at his son's back and walked into the kitchen: "This child was never so active before."

"The big baby thinks that Song Laianan is very similar to his grandmother and grandmother. I'm afraid that my second sister will steal something, so I hate myself for being careless." Song Zhaodi said, "He is Hua. Grief and anger are strength. In addition, he wants to teach the boys English and become a little teacher, so he has become so active."

Zhong Jianguo couldn't understand: "There is no English class in elementary school, what's the use of your second sister stealing English books? She can't read it."

"She can understand." Song Zhaodi explained to him, "Our tuition is cheap, and my parents don't need to save money to marry a daughter-in-law, so let the three of us study.

"The eldest sister is struggling to go to school, and she is unwilling to go to school in the last few years. The second sister is better than her, but the second sister does not study hard. My mother thinks that she is a waste of money, so she will not let her go before she finishes her first year of school. She got on.

"The school in Hongya Town wants to train a college student, and attaches great importance to learning English. The first-year students have five English lessons every week. The second sister knows what it means when she reads the book."

"Most middle schools in the country have reopened classes now, but as far as I know there are no English classes." Zhong Jianguo said, "She took an English book back, so she was not afraid of anyone who wanted to react to the Revolutionary Committee. ?"

Song Zhaodi shook her head and laughed: "You look down on my second sister too much. Her things are precious. She won't tell anyone except my second brother-in-law. Even if my second brother-in-law knows, Song Lainan will tell stories. I gave it to her. Later, when I regretted it and wanted to go back, I falsely accused her of being a book thief."

Zhong Jianguo swallowed: "No way?"

"I can do it." Song Zhaodi said, "I've seen a lot of women like my second sister in my previous life."

Zhong Jianguo: "Then can you throw away your vanishing cream?"

"I just didn't expect that she wouldn't dislike the things I used." Song Zhaodi sighed and watched the big baby come down, "You teach him English and start from scratch."

The school has closed for winter vacation. Song Zhaodi, Dawa and Erwa don't have to go to school anymore. If you are not in a hurry, Zhong Jianguo will let Song Zhaodi cook slowly by herself. Anyway, it doesn't matter if he goes late, the soldiers below will find Political Commissar Zhang when they have something to do.

Song Zhaodi first cooked porridge and steamed buns on the stove, then fry two green vegetables in a ground pan, and three poached eggs, and then made five egg pancakes.

I haven’t run out of eggs and the oil has bottomed out.

Song Zhaodi went out with the dishes and asked, "Do the troops and schools still distribute oil and rice this year? Zhong Jianguo."

"The twenty-fourth meeting of the twelfth lunar month." Zhong Jianguo said, "The logistics department has already bought it. However, it is rapeseed oil. Hey, Song Zhaodi, do you want me to tell the teacher? Say, don't ask the cooking class to go out to buy and go directly to the sea to fish for ingredients?"

Song Zhaodi: "Where do the fish you usually eat come from?"

"The non-staple food factory collects it from the fishermen and sells it to us." Zhong Jianguo said, "I think this is very troublesome."

Song Zhaodi: "I think it's feasible, at least there is no middleman to make the difference. It's just that I don't know the situation in your army, in case something poisonous is caught..."

good to eat."

Song Zhaodi couldn't help rolling her eyes: "That's seaweed."

"Okay, I'm wrong." Zhong Jianguo said, "The seaweed egg soup and pork bone kelp soup I made before are also very good. You can go to the non-staple food factory to buy some seafood another day, the twelfth lunar month. On the twenty-fourth day, please invite the teacher to come to our house for dinner."

Master Liu's family is not an outsider, Song Zhaodi has no objection: "Are you going to feed your master first, and then talk about the food? I tell you, it's impossible not to go out to buy, some soldiers love big meat , I don't like fish."

"It's a pity that our troops can't eat pork every day." Zhong Jianguo said, "The recruits who don't know how to eat fish came to our troops for a month, and it didn't take too long to see steamed fish. It's more kissable than seeing my parents."

Song Zhaodi tutted: "No wonder you hummed when I didn't cook meat for three days, either to kill chickens or ducks. Your camp in the courtyard is really a monk's temple."

"Mother, you said you killed two drakes during the New Year." Zhong Dawa suddenly said, "Do you kill today?"