Stepmother

Song Zhaodi suddenly felt like she was punching cotton, she couldn't help but glared at Zhong Jianguo: "Go upstairs!"

"Ah? Hey!" Zhong Jianguo was overjoyed, he quickly followed, and said as he walked, "Comrade Song Zhaodi, I have to say that I can marry you in this life because I was a good person in my previous life. ."

Song Zhaodi turned her head and glanced at him. Seeing him with a sullen face, she was very angry and funny: "Zhong Jianguo, you are the head of the regiment." Make a face.

"No no no." Zhong Tuan said, "I am just the father of the child at home, your husband."

Song Zhaodi inexplicably missed Zhong Jianguo, who was often blocked by her two years ago, and she couldn't help frowning: "Why are you so poor now?"

"You are good at training." Zhong Jianguo blurted out.

Song Zhaodi said coldly, "What did you say? Say it again."

"I said the children are sleeping." Zhong Jianguo pushed open the door, "Enter the room and say, enter the room and say."

I heard a "bang" on my own, and my hands trembled in fright. I took off half of my cotton pants and fell to the ground. I turned to look for Zhong Dawa, only to see Zhong Dawa taking off Sanwa's jacket. , as if not heard.

The nine-year-old self-reliance is already sensible, and he knows the situation of his family very well. If others are willing to adopt him and rehabilitate him, it is taking a great risk. Therefore, self-reliance does not dare to cause trouble to anyone, and does not dare to talk nonsense, because he is afraid of making others angry and driving him and Regenerate out.

But she is only nine years old when she is self-reliant, so she is worried about overwhelming her worries: "Dad, your mother and father, do you want to go and see?"

"What are you looking at?" Zhong Dawa stuffed Sanwa under the quilt, turned her head and asked.

Rebirth points out.

Zhong Dawa waved her hand: "It's fine. You'll know later, they didn't quarrel for three days, it must be because my father was busy with work and couldn't care about quarreling."

"Is it all right?" Self-reliance worried.

Zhong Dawa stepped on the ladder and climbed to the bed: "It's alright." She lifted the quilt and got in, "Hey, my mother gave us two hot water bottles, come up quickly, the quilt is warm inside."

I saw the situation and climbed up slowly: "Your mother and your father like to quarrel?"

"They are just like children, arguing for a while and reconciling." Zhong Dawa pointed to the inside, "You sleep here. You have never slept in such a high bed, don't fall off. ."

I have never slept on my own. Seeing that the baby is very good at talking, I dared to ask: "Why don't you call your mother?"

It sounds awkward. However, these words were self-reliant and did not dare to say.

Zhong Dawa lay down, tucked the quilt and said, "My mother is dead, my mother is not my mother."

Self-reliance suddenly widened her eyes, she didn't quite believe it, and said tentatively, "You said, your mother is your stepmother?"

"Yes." Zhong Dawa nodded, looking up to see Zi Li's face full of shock, "What's wrong with you?"

He blurted out on his own: "It doesn't look like it."

"What's not like?" Zhong Dawa blinked, "My mother is twenty-four years old, I am eight years old, my mother said that she was only ten years old when I was born, others will see I know that my mother is not my mother."

He shook his head independently: "I thought your mother just looked younger. What I said was not true, she was not like your stepmother, but like your own mother." When he was in Song Village, when he heard the villagers talking about Zhong Jianguo's second marriage, he didn't think elsewhere, "You, you seem to like her very much."

"Ah? You're talking about this." Zhong Dawa understood, "My mother is the best stepmother in the world." After speaking, she turned her face and shouted down, "Er baby, isn't it? ?"

Zhong Erwa crawled into bed and replied, "Yes." Then she asked, "Brother, what does our mother look like? I forgot."

Zhong Dawa thought about it for a while, but she didn't remember it for a while. In a panic, I lifted the quilt and climbed out of bed, opened the box, and pulled out a few photos from under the clothes and handed it to Erwa: "This is our mother."

"That's it." Zhong Erwa barely had a slight impression when she saw the photo, it was just a vague shadow, she was not interested, and returned the photo to Zhong Dawa.

Sanwa stretched out her arm: "I'll see who it is."

"Our mother." Zhong Dawa handed the photo to Sanwa.

Sanwa took a serious look: "I don't know."

Zhong Dawa stretched out his hand like a slap in the face, and his mother could forget it. He raised his hand and suddenly thought that when his mother died, the second baby was very young, and the third baby couldn't speak: "I'll know it after watching it a few more times."

"Oh." Sanwa seemed to understand, "Brother, why did my mother die?"

Zhong Dawa thought about it carefully: "I don't remember either. I'll ask my father tomorrow."

"Okay." Zhong Sanwa got into the quilt and exclaimed, "Brother Gengsheng, you are so hot, even hotter than the elder brother."

Zhong Dawa turned around and put the photo back. She didn't hear Rehab's words, she reached out and touched Rehab's head: "Are you sick?"

"No." Reign said.

Zhong Dawa's eyes widened: "Can you speak?"

Reborn nodded.

"Then why don't you speak." Zhong Dawa frowned, "My mother said, you have to answer what someone asks you. If you don't want to answer, you can say you don't know, but it's rude not to speak. "

Gengsheng opened his mouth: "I see."

"Yes, that's it." Like a little monkey, Zhong Dawa quickly climbed into the bed, and did not forget to say to Zili and Jiasheng: "The urinal is by the wall, you just wake up in the morning. In the urinal, don't go to the toilet."

I don't understand: "Why?"

"The mother said that the urine should be kept on the ground." Zhong Dawa said, her eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "The lettuce we ate at night, and the shallots in the scrambled eggs with shallots are delicious, right? ?"

Nodding subconsciously: "It's delicious."

"Do you know why?" Zhong Dawa deliberately asked, "Because the dishes are covered with our urine."

Self-reliance quickly covered her mouth, pushed Zhong Dawa away and ran down.

Zhong Dawa was taken aback, she followed quickly, and she saw Zi Li lying on the urinal "Wow, wow" and kept vomiting, her face changed greatly, and she quickly shouted: "Dad, mother ,Oh no!"

Zhong Jianguo rolled over and sat up, pushed open the door of the child's room, saw four children standing in a row, their faces were full of worry, squatted on the ground and retched, and hurriedly asked: " what happened?"

"I don't know either." Zhong Dawa said, "I was talking to him when he suddenly vomited."

Song Zhaodi came in wearing a cotton coat and asked, "It's so late that you don't sleep, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing to talk about." Zhong Dawa said, her eyes flashing.

Song Zhaodi said blankly: "I really didn't say anything? Zhong Dawa, as I said, I like honest children. You can lie, but only white lies."

"I, I said to use urine to pour vegetables." Zhong Dawa lowered her head, "If I knew this, I would not say it."

Zhong Jianguo looked at Song Zhaodi, and looked at the thinly dressed self-reliance: "Is this disgusting?"

"Sure." Song Zhaodi tapped Dawa's forehead, "You can be naughty. Sooner or later I have to beat you up." Turning to Zhong Jianguo, "Go pour some water and rinse Zili. gargle."

Zhong Dawa hurriedly said, "I'm going to pour water."

"Stop!" Song Zhaodi said, "Next time you dare to be self-reliant on purpose, I will let your dad cook for a week."

Zhong Dawa hurriedly explained: "Mother, I'm joking with Zili." After a while, "I'll be fine after giving birth."

"We covered our heads and didn't hear what Brother Dawa said." After Gengsheng finished speaking, he looked at Song Zhaodi, is my brother alright?

Song Zhaodi: "It's okay. Self-reliance, crops need fertilizer, and this fertilizer, in addition to animal manure, human manure is also a kind of fertilizer." Patting his back lightly, "It's not directly watering on top of the dish."

Zhong Jianguo came in with water: "We ate all the dishes tonight. Think for yourself, as Dawa said, will he eat? Dawa is not stupid. "

Self-reliance froze, he raised his head, turned to Zhong Dawa, saw his head bowed, and realized later: "He deliberately teased me?"

"Yes." Zhong Jianguo handed him the porcelain jar: "Take two mouthfuls and rinse your mouth, don't swallow."

Zhong Dawa saw that his eyes were red from vomiting, and she felt that the joke was too much, so she was very embarrassed: "I'm sorry, stand on your own."

"It doesn't matter." The water in his mouth spit out, and he gave the tank to Zhong Jianguo on his own, and picked up the urinal.

Song Zhaodi hurriedly stopped: "Tell you Uncle Zhong. You are wearing thin clothes, hurry up to the bed, don't get cold and get sick." After a pause, "You guys also hurry in. Zhong Da Baby, dare to be naughty again-"

"Just ask Dad to cook." Zhong Dawa continued, "I must not be naughty. Go to bed."

Song Zhaodi glared at him: "Go to sleep. No matter how stupid you are, get up and endorse it for me."

Zhong Jianguo sent the urinal to his son's room. When he came back, he couldn't help but say, "This baby Zhong is getting skinny." Take the opportunity to treat him well."

"He is not afraid of me, he is afraid that I will not cook." Song Zhaodi said, "If rice and oil don't need a ticket, I can support five children with one salary. But... Zhong Jianguo, Ming Go to the non-staple food factory to see if there are yams, potatoes and sweet potatoes. If there are, buy 100 catties of each."

Zhong Jianguo exclaimed: "So many?"

"Those things are also staple foods." Song Zhaodi said, "Sweet potatoes can also be made into sweet potato flour, sweet potato flour can also be made into jelly, and jelly can be eaten as a dish."

Zhong Jianguo was curious: "How do you even know this?"

"Fifty years from now, you can find whatever you want to eat." Song Zhaodi said, "I used to like to eat, when I was on a plane, or when I was eating, I would think about it. Flip through food shows. I can't do it, though. Might have to ask someone else."

Zhong Jianguo: "Then I'll take a look tomorrow morning. By the way, what should I eat in the morning?"

"In the morning, cook porridge, make pancakes, and cook six salted duck eggs."

Zhong Jianguo was impressed and moved to see her thinking so thoughtfully: "You don't have to go to class tomorrow, don't get up too early."

"No, I have to go to the city tomorrow." There is no TV at home, and it gets dark early in winter, so Song Zhaodi often goes to bed after nine o'clock. Today, the self-reliance and vomiting happened, and it was not ten o'clock when Song Zhaodi and Zhong Jianguo turned off the lights and went to bed.

Song Zhaodi woke up at six o'clock, it seemed she got up early, and Song Zhaodi slept quite well.

When Song Zhaodi made ten oil cakes about forty centimeters in diameter, Zhong Jianguo also came back. I didn't buy yam, so I brought back 200 catties of sweet potatoes and 100 catties of potatoes. The pork bones and fish that Song Zhaodi wanted were also bought.

Zhong Jianguo entered the house and found that several children did not get up. He was surprised: "Dawa's foodie didn't come down to help you make a fire?"

"It's cold, I don't think I can remember." Song Zhaodi said, "You cook some porridge, I'll go up and call them."

The child is getting older, Song Zhaodi no longer pushes the door directly as she did two years ago, knocks on the door, and hears a sound inside, who is it? Song Zhaodi responded before pushing the door and entering: "Get up and eat."

"I'm getting dressed." Zhong Dawa put on a padded coat for Sanwa, and waved at the self-reliance and rehabilitation, "Let's go." Like a big brother who took the lead, he went out first.

Self-reliance and rebirth follow up subconsciously.

Song Zhaodi shook her head and laughed: "Dad, do your homework when you have a good meal, and you can't go when others come to play with you, you know?"

"I know." Zhong Dawa said, "But, mother, don't teach me math in the future."

Song Zhaodi did not understand: "Why?"

"Because you taught me, when the teacher taught addition and subtraction, I didn't want to listen, and I didn't want to listen to the teacher and scolded me." Zhong Dawa frowned, "It's annoying."

Song Zhaodi's heart moved: "Dad, can you do all the questions in your math book?"

"I even know multiplication and division." Zhong Dawa said, "Mother, you forgot, you told me to memorize the multiplication formula. I know multiplication, and of course addition and subtraction."

Song Zhaodi thought for a while: "The next semester starts, if your teacher directly teaches you the content of the third grade, can you keep up?"

"It should be possible." Zhong Dawa is also not sure, mainly because she doesn't know what to study in the third grade.

Song Zhaodi nodded: "Okay, I understand, I will teach you something else in the future." Immediately, she said, "Self-reliance, the school in Shencheng may not be the same as the school here. I just told you to go to the second grade, is that okay?"

"Yes." said it independently, hesitating, "Actually, I haven't been to school for half a year."

Song Zhaodi frowned: "That woman didn't send you?"

"She said I couldn't understand what the people of Shencheng said." Zili said, "Say, wait until I learn Shencheng dialect, and then send me there."

Song Zhaodi scolded inwardly: "Don't be sad, the past is gone, and I will go with Dawa in the future."

"Thank you, Auntie." When she called "Auntie" by herself, she looked at Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi noticed and smiled: "You can call your aunt at home, go out, or when someone asks you, you must say mother and father."

"I know." Zi Li pursed her lips and smiled.

Song Zhaodi patted his head, and immediately said, "Don't eat too much this morning. If I come back late at noon, eldest child, give your brother and brother some milk powder and malted milk essence. ."

"Mother, I have grown up." Zhong Dawa waved her hand, "Don't worry."

Song Zhaodi was not at ease, for fear that a few children would forget what she had told her and locked the door when they went out.

It's cold in winter, and a few kids don't want to go out. After Song Zhaodi left, the five little guys ran upstairs and got into the bed. Dawa took out his English book and planned to be a teacher for half a day.

Self-recognizing words, seeing English as a first-year textbook, I was very surprised, so I asked Dawashu where it came from.

Dawa said it was Song Zhaodi's teaching textbook, and she was even more surprised to be independent. He thought Song Zhaodi was a Chinese or math teacher, but he never expected to be an English teacher.

As soon as he is bald, he tells the truth on his own.

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"Good-looking." Gengsheng, who doesn't like talking, couldn't help but say, "Your mother is amazing."

Zhong Dawa suddenly thought of what Song Zhaodi once said, self-reliance and rebirth without father and mother, and thought about it: "My mother will also be your mother in the future. You, do you have any clothes with holes? , give it to me, I will turn back and ask my mother to help you make up."

"Thank you." Zili didn't want to cause trouble to Song Zhaodi, but when he saw the small animals on Zhong Dawa's clothes, he was very itchy, so he took out all his clothes and his clothes and searched for damaged ones. clothes.

Zhong Dawa found that Reborn envy him, thought about it, opened the cabinet again, and pulled out the sandals made by Song Zhaodi: "Look, my mother also made these."

"Is this a shoe?" Not sure about self-reliance.

Zhong Dawa: "Of course. The sandals you wear in summer are cool. Wait for my mother to come back, no, there are still many days before summer. When summer arrives, I will ask my mother to help you Do."

"Thank you." Zi Li only pulled out four pieces of clothes with holes, "There are only so many." The tone was very regrettable.

Zhong Erwa reminded: "Then use scissors to cut a few."

"Prodigal son!" Zhong Dawa glared at him and suddenly thought, "Zhong Erwa, there are holes in your clothes, did you cut them yourself?"

Zhong Erwa's face changed slightly: "No!"

"Definitely." Zhong Dawa pointed at him, "I'll tell my mother when my mother is back."

Zhong Erwa said loudly: "No! You tell mother, I won't call you brother in the future. If you fight with others, I won't help you."

"You don't help me, help me with self-reliance and rebirth." Zhong Dawa asked, "Self-reliance and rebirth, if I fight with others, will you help me?"

Independently said: "It's not good to fight."

"Don't worry about it, will you help or not?" Zhong Dawa asked.

Self-reliance: "Help."

Zhong Dawa turned to rehabilitation: "Should I call my brother?"

"Brother Dawa." Reborn.

Zhong Dawa looked at Erwa: "I don't need you to be a helper."

"Then I'll tell my mother, you fight with others." Zhong Erwa snorted.

Zhong Dawa frowned: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you now?"

"Dad, your mother said that if we are not obedient, we will not be able to eat delicious food in the afternoon." Zili reminded.

Zhong Dawa hurriedly put down her fist and pointed at Erwa: "Let me go."

"If you don't sue, I won't sue." Zhong Erwa said.

Zhong Dawa: "Okay." However, when Song Zhaodi came back at noon, when Dawa ran to help Song Zhaodi cook the rice, she told all the things Erwa did.

Song Zhaodi: "I know."

Zhong Dawa's eyes widened in shock: "You know?"

"Natural wear and tear are different from scissors." Song Zhaodi said, "Didn't you find it? I used scissors and kept them very high, just for fear that Erwa would pull out the scissors and cut randomly. , and then cut to your own hands. However, your brother is smart, he doesn't have scissors at home, so he goes to another home to cut."

Zhong Dawa hurriedly asked: "Then why don't you beat him?"

"He cut his own clothes, not mine." Song Zhaodi said, "Besides, you don't have a lot of clothes. When you grow up, Erwa thinks about what she did by herself. You will feel stupid."

Zhong Dawa nodded: "It's just stupid. By the way, mother, where did you get so many books?"

"Only our family knows about the book, and we can't tell anyone." Song Zhaodi said, "Ma Zhenxing and Lin Zhong can't talk about it either."

Zhong Dawa saw that she was serious and nodded: "I won't say anything in the future."

In the morning, Song Zhaodi bought five catties of cotton in the city. When she came back, she passed a house and found smoke in the yard. She lay in the crack of the door and saw that several people were burning books and their faces were very sad. Abandon.

Song Zhaodi thought about it for a while, then knocked on the door, went in and got the unburned book, put it in the cotton and brought it back. When I got home, I found that it was not a high school textbook, and it was still full of traditional Chinese characters. Song Zhaodi looked dizzy for a while, not to mention disappointed.

However, this incident gave Song Zhaodi an inspiration, she can go to the library more.

On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, Song Zhaodi and Mrs. Duan, on the grounds of buying New Year's goods, went to the city of Yongzhou across the sea from Wengzhou Island.

When they got to the city, they went straight to the library.

Song Zhaodi asked someone to inquire, and learned that half of the books in the library were damaged and the other half were pulled to the garbage dump, so the two first went to the cooperative to buy a bunch of things, and then went straight to the garbage field.

Every time Song Zhaodi and Sister Duan go out, they wear tattered clothes.

The two searched for more than an hour and found more than 20 books, put them in sacks and carried them back to the island. Sister-in-law Duan put her heart back in her stomach, and couldn't help but talk to Song Zhaodi: "Your Uncle Liu told me that the commander asked you to adopt you for self-reliance and rehabilitate if he thought you were kind. Song-"

"Auntie, no one will know except you." Song Zhaodi said, "When I gave the high school textbook to the principal tomorrow, I said it was my own or my classmate's textbook."

Sister Duan suddenly thought: "Where are your high school textbooks?"

"It was borrowed by others." Song Zhaodi said, "When I was admitted to university, the villagers looked envious and wanted to train a college student, but also wanted to save money for books, so I asked I borrowed books." These are all facts, "I didn't return them later, and I didn't ask for them because I didn't need them."

Sister Duan: "Then why did you suddenly think of teaching junior high school students what they learned only in high school?"

"I taught Dawa some addition, subtraction, multiplication and division when I was free. Dawa said, because I taught him, he would know what the teacher taught." Song Zhaodi said, "I was thinking, If the teacher explained the content a little deeper, Dawa would not have said that.

"So I thought, in the future, when the children on our island go to high school, the high school teachers are not in the mood to teach. The children have learned a little when they are in junior high school, and they can study by themselves by looking at the high school textbooks."

Sister Duan admired: "Xiao Song, you think so far."

"I always feel that the country will not always be like this." Song Zhaodi said, "Probably I have learned a lot, and I usually think a lot. By the way, aunt, next time I see Commander Zhao Wife, tell her, don't give our family fuel and food stamps."

When Mrs. Duan gave Song Zhaodi two kilograms of fuel tickets a few days ago, Song Zhaodi didn't say anything and was quite happy: "Why not?"

"They asked you to send things, and they indirectly reminded them to be self-reliant and rehabilitated once. They borrowed to live in our house." Song Zhaodi said, "I want my children to treat the Zhong family as their own home, so they don't have to worry about one day. I was kicked out like last time. Besides, Jianguo and I have high wages and can afford to raise a few children.”

Sister Duan tentatively asked: "Are the two children unhappy?"

"After you left last time, the two children were silent for a while, probably because they were worried about how long they would be able to live in our house." Song Zhaodi thought back, "Although I don't want to raise so many children, the children have already arrived. Our family, I have to be responsible for them."