Stepmother

Incredulously, he asked, "Brother Dawa, won't you eat it?"

Zhong Dawa choked: "I, of course I have to eat it. However, I am going to get the lard residue, not you. You can eat it without going. Are you a brother like that?"

"I'm not your brother." Self-reliance, "I'm older than you."

Zhong Dawa choked again: "You are the biggest, you are the eldest brother, then you go."

"You want to eat." Self-reliance reminded.

Zhong Dawa snorted twice: "It's as if you don't want to eat it."

"If we don't say it, my aunt can guess it." Zi Li said, "Dad, you said it yourself, my aunt is very smart."

Zhong Dawa: "My mother only scare people, never hits people."

"Then if your aunt finds out, just admit that you took it."

Zhong Dawa took a breath: "I didn't eat it alone."

"We also admit, we also ate." After self-reliance, Erwa and Gengsheng nodded.

Sanwa, who is not very sensible, looked up at the brothers, puzzled: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

Zhong Dawa: "Eat the lard residue." Then she looked at Zili, "Let's go together. When my mother found out, we said that it was eaten by mice."

"Auntie won't believe you." Zili said, "The lard residue is in the cupboard, as you said earlier. Our cupboard is closed, so mice can't get in."

Zhong Dawa put her hands on her hips: "I will ask you one last question, go or not?"

"If you dare to go, I will dare to go." Self-reliance does not want to be looked down upon by Dawa. But when he was in Shencheng, the family's belongings were lost, obviously not from him and Gengsheng, and the woman also blamed him. Zi Li was afraid that Song Zhaodi would also blame him for stealing, "If Auntie finds out, you can't say that I took it alone."

Zhong Dawa said without hesitation: "Of course, I am a man!"

"Then let's go now?" asked independently.

Zhong Dawa think about it: "Go now. I'm in front, you are in the back."

"Yes." Follow along on your own. Seeing Zhong Dawa turn to the kitchen openly, he couldn't help but be speechless, he was so confident. When he entered the kitchen, Zi Li couldn't help but look back and saw that Song Zhaodi was making buns, he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked in a low voice, "How to take it out?"

Zhong Dawa "shush": "Don't talk, I have to pour the lard residue into the basin, sprinkle a little salt, and help me watch my mother not come in."

"No, I'm watching." Zi Li leaned on the door frame and looked out.

Sister Duan raised her head and inadvertently saw Zi Li turn her face: "Is that child of Zi Li hungry?"

"Hungry?" Song Zhaodi followed her line of sight, "In the kitchen? I heard footsteps just now, did you just go in?"

Sister Duan was busy rolling out the buns, and only heard footsteps and didn't see anyone entering: "It should be."

"That's the big baby." Song Zhaodi is very sure, "Self-reliance and rejuvenation are very honest, what to eat, not to give or not to eat, and to ask for it. Now it's not meal time, he can't go in."

Sister Duan: "That's the big baby and the self-reliance." He glanced at the kitchen subconsciously, and quickly said, "Come out, come out, it's the big baby and the self-reliance. The big baby still holds something in his arms. ."

Song Zhaodi turned her head, just in time to see the self-reliance staggering into the kitchen, and she was suddenly happy.

"What are you laughing at?" Sister Duan asked curiously when she heard Song Zhaodi's voice.

Song Zhaodi: "The eldest child is doing bad things with his own help."

Sister Duan stopped: "Doing something bad? Do you know what they are doing in the kitchen?"

"Our family stir-fries green vegetables and steamed rice at noon, and Jianguo eats the last remaining rice and vegetables." Song Zhaodi said, "In the kitchen, apart from the cold and hard steamed buns and lard residue, all There is nothing else to eat, and the big baby must be stealing the lard residue."

Sister-in-law Duan couldn't help but wonder: "Your family's three-day and two-headed sea bass stewed tofu, bone soup, such a good food, is the big baby still greedy?"

"Children want to eat everything they see." Song Zhaodi said, "Besides, bone soup is delicious without lard residue." Immediately, she rushed towards the kitchen and shouted, "Zhong Dawa, the cabinet The lard residue is reserved for stewed cabbage and fried cabbage, you two have finished eating, and eat boiled cabbage in the evening."

Self-reliance was taken aback, and she quickly said, "Dad, Auntie found out."

Zhong Dawa was also startled. I didn't expect his mother to come in, so she could know what he was doing in the kitchen: "Don't be afraid, there is me. Then we will eat boiled cabbage at night." He came out with the basin, "Mother, I took it upstairs."

"Whatever you want." Song Zhaodi said, "Looking back, I feel that the cabbage is tasteless, so don't yell at me that I don't want to put oil."

Zhong Dawa: "No!" She dragged herself up, "Let's go upstairs quickly." Before she could speak, she dragged him up the stairs.

"Boiled cabbage is not delicious, baby." Zili reminded him, "Let's put the lard residue back."

Zhong Dawa looked at him: "Are you stupid? Boiled cabbage is not delicious, you can eat buns. Mother steamed so many buns, if you don't eat them for three to five days, mold will grow ."

Self-reliance's eyes lit up: "Yeah, I didn't even think of it."

"You're stupid." Zhong Dawa squeezed a large piece of lard, "Open your mouth."

The two forgot to keep their voices low. Sister Duan heard it clearly and smiled helplessly: "Your big baby, it will be amazing to grow up in the future."

"This child has so much heart, in fact, he has to thank his grandmother and his grandmother." Song Zhaodi said, "If it wasn't for his grandmother's family being inconvenient, his grandmother's family was not very particular, and neither would such an old child. Be careful."

Speaking of Zhong Jianguo's stepmother and ex-mother-in-law, Sister-in-law Duan realized, "It's another Spring Festival, and you haven't sent anything to Dawa's grandma this year?"

"You also saw it when we were changing trains in Shencheng, there were big-character posters everywhere, and the noise was worse than ours. Jianguo said that the family of the Bai family has only a little problem, and some people are staring at it every day. They, Dawa's grandmother and grandfather, can't come." Song Zhaodi said, "I also don't allow Dawa to send it. Bai Hua can blame her son."

Mentioning of Baihua, Sister Duan said "Alas": "Baihua is also a hard-working person, and she is such a patriarchal mother."

"Most people's backgrounds are actually similar. Later, they can only blame themselves, not others." Song Zhaodi said, "Take me as an example. It can't be as safe as it is now."

Sister Duan nodded: "Although Xiao Zhong doesn't go home every day, sometimes after ten days and a half months, the family has a litter of children, which is still better than marrying outside. At least don't worry about Yin Eat Maoliang."

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "In terms of salary, the middle school teacher in our town only costs thirty yuan a month."

Sister-in-law Duan: "The key to our side is to have army subsidies. If there are no army subsidies, the salary will not be high. To be honest, marrying a soldier is only a benefit."

"Uncle Liu doesn't think so." Song Zhaodi laughed.

Sister Duan couldn't help laughing when she heard what she said: "It's useless no matter what he thinks."

Zhong Dawa was lying on the stairs, hearing Song Zhaodi's laughter, she waved to her brothers and sisters: "Eat, eat, mother is not angry."

"Will it be remembered for us first?" Zili worried.

Zhong Dawa: "My mother is not such a person, eat it at ease." She looked around, "I'll get a thermos bottle, and we'll soak in wheat milk essence and drink it later." Said Run downstairs when you're done.

Song Zhaodi heard the sound of Dengdeng, and turned her head to look: "Have you finished eating so soon?"

"I'm eating." Zhong Dawa grinned, "Mother, are you not angry?"

Song Zhaodi was funny: "You didn't ask me until the lard residue was almost finished, Zhong Dawa, don't you think it's a bit late?"

"It's not too late." Seeing this, Zhong Dawa knew that Song Zhaodi was not angry, and ran to the kitchen to pick up the thermos, "Mother, I said that he wants to eat hot and sour potato shreds."

Song Zhaodi's hand paused for a while: "Zhong Dawa, if you want to be beaten, come here, I will make you satisfied."

"I didn't say anything." Zhong Dawa ran upstairs with the thermos in hand.

Sister Duan saw the big baby jumping faster than the rabbit: "Fortunately, there is only one big baby in your family. If you have two such children, your family will have to sing a big show every day."

"With the big baby like this, it is difficult for the other four children to be quiet, honest and good children." Song Zhaodi wrapped the last bun, got up and beat her waist, "I This old waist."

Sister Duan gave her a look: "How old are you."

"You will be tired if you are young and strong." Song Zhaodi sighed, "Two pots of steamed buns, two pots of steamed buns, at most until the fifth day of the new year."

Sister-in-law Duan: "How old are the five children, you are so worried. When they are thirteen or fourteen years old, when half the children eat the poor old man, they will be able to kill a pot of steamed buns a day. "

"Yes." Song Zhaodi suddenly thought, "I will teach Dawa and self-reliance to make face-to-face."

Sister Duan looked up at her. Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, she opened her mouth: "Both of them are boys."

"No one stipulates that boys can't cook." Song Zhaodi glanced upstairs, "Dad likes to eat so much, I guess she is very happy." After a while, "I'll ask him later. ."

Five minutes later, Song Zhaodi called Zhong Dawa down to set the fire.

Zhong Dawa steamed the steamed buns, Song Zhaodi sat next to him and peeled the potatoes, while peeling them and asking: "Dawa, after a few years you will grow up, and you will cook for yourself, and occasionally Let mother rest, okay?"

"I can eat whatever I want?" Zhong Dawa asked quickly.

Song Zhaodi suddenly felt that she had said a word of nonsense: "If you are not afraid of eating one meal but not the next, you can do whatever you want."

Zhong Dawa smiled awkwardly: "Mother, I'm joking with you. I'll do whatever you ask me to do."

"Then I'll teach you how to cook when you're in the fourth grade." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhong Dawa's eyelids twitch: "Fourth grade? There's more than a year left."

"What delicious food did you think of?" Song Zhaodi laughed.

Zhong Dawa licked the corner of her mouth: "Next year, the little rooster in the chicken coop should grow up for the Dragon Boat Festival next year. Mother, there are so many people in our family, I think we have to kill two at a time. Kill, you don't need to kill."

"Daddy, you are still a child." Song Zhaodi sighed helplessly, "You should really let your father see what you are like."

Zhong Dawa: "It's exactly the same as when my dad was a kid. Mom, it's just because I'm like my dad that I think about eating all day."

"Your father was not as good as you when you were young. Except for the two-legged father, mother and brother, and the four-legged table, chair and bench, there is nothing you don't care about."

Zhong Dawa and Song Zhaodi looked out together, Zhong Jianguo was standing at the door.

"Why did you come back so early today?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo: "Come home and pack up your clothes. It's estimated that you won't be back until the first day of the new year. Don't worry if you haven't come back in the 30th year of the year. How do you spend the festival?"

"Why did you go to sea suddenly?" Song Zhaodi frowned.

Zhong Jianguo: "Last year our group didn't go out, this year it's our turn to go out for inspection." After a pause, "I'll pack my clothes."

"I'll help you clean up." Song Zhaodi hurriedly put the potatoes in the water to prevent discoloration over time, "Bring both military coats."

Zhong Jianguo: "I know." When I went upstairs to see the four children sitting in the living room, their eyebrows jumped, "Did you cause trouble?"

Self-reliance and rejuvenation suddenly changed.

The second baby and the third baby looked at Zhong Jianguo and continued to play with the rope in their hands.

"No." Song Zhaodi didn't wait for the self-reliance and rehabilitation to speak, and then said, "The eldest child forced them to eat lard dregs, and five of them ate a bowl of lard dregs. Maybe because I was afraid I would beat them up. them."

Zhong Jianguo smiled and said, "What's the matter? I thought something big happened." After speaking, he turned and went into the room.

Immediately, the brothers realized that something was wrong and turned their heads to see that Erwa and Sanwa were busy turning over the flower ropes and having fun.

Self-reliance looked at the door of the elder, and asked Erwa in a low voice: "Why are you not afraid of your mother hitting you?"

"Why did my mother beat me?" Erwa asked.

Self-reliance: "Let's finish eating the lard residue, if your mother doesn't beat people, she will scold us."

"It's over, it's useless to scold." Zhong Erwa said.

I choked on my own, but I had to admit that Zhong Erwa was right: "Your mother is always like this?"

"Forgot." Zhong Erwa thought about it carefully, "You go ask brother, he knows."

Reborn couldn't help it: "Auntie doesn't scold us, why don't you go down?"

"Why go down?" Zhong Erwa pointed to the quilt on the bench, wrapping her legs, "There is no quilt downstairs."

Even if there is a big guarantee - Song Zhaodi is not angry. Self-reliance and rejuvenation are still afraid that Song Zhaodi will be angry. Seeing that the second baby and the third baby will not go down, the brothers will not go down. They plan to wait for Zhong Jianguo to come back before going downstairs.

The little brothers always thought that Erwa was the same as them. They were afraid that Song Zhaodi would be angry.

"Erwa, does Auntie not like to be angry?" Zili asked in a low voice.

Zhong Erwa carefully recalled: "My mother likes to be angry, but it seems that when she is angry, she always quarrels with my father. If you don't quarrel, you will not be angry."

"Have you ever scolded you?" Zili asked in a low voice.

Renew your ears.

Erwa: "My mother can't scold people."

Blink of an eye, doubting what he heard: "Can't scold?"

"Yes." Erwa said, "My mother said that people should be reasonable. She opened her mouth to scold others, scolded others, and dirty herself. Anyway, that's all. Sanwa, it's your turn."

Sanwa reached out and took off the rope: "Start over."

"Idiot, scumbag, start over if you lose." Erwa was very unhappy, "I won't play with you." She turned her head and asked, "Brother Zili, will you?"

Self-reliance points to rebirth: "He will."

Er ​​baby is happy, change seats with self-reliance.

Sanwa grabbed Zili and pulled out a rope from the quilt: "Brother Zili, I'll play with you."

"You play with me?" Self-reliance didn't understand.

Sanwa: "Second brother won't play with you, I will play with you."

"Er Wa didn't say not to play with me." She said subconsciously.

Sanwa held up the rope: "Hurry up, self-supporting brother."

Self-reliance really doesn't know how to "turn over the flower rope", he turned his head to see how Regenerate did it, followed it, and the rope was in his hands.

Sanwa stretched out her chubby hand, hooked her four fingers lightly, and the rope came to him: "Brother Zili, it's your turn."

Self-reliant headache, turned his head and asked: "Erwa, rebirth, how to turn this?"

Sanwa said solemnly: "Self-reliance brother, don't ask others, ask others is lose."