Stepmother

Sister Chen choked.

Zhong Jianguo staggered, almost plunged his head into the water basin, and hurriedly held the water basin to sit firmly: "Zhao Di, it's time to cook."

"Ah? I haven't brushed my teeth yet." Song Zhaodi smiled at Sister-in-law Chen, raised the toothbrush and stuffed it in her mouth, indicating that she couldn't chat with her.

Sister Chen turned around and wanted to leave, and noticed that there was a white mass on Song Zhaodi's toothbrush, she narrowed her eyebrows and thought for a while: "Does Xiao Song use toothpaste to brush her teeth?"

Mr. Song nodded and took out her toothbrush: "What do you use to brush your teeth without toothpaste?" Why did Sister Chen ask this? Song Zhaodi deliberately asked, "Could it be that Sister Chen doesn't brush her teeth?"

"Brush your teeth!" Sister Chen blurted out. Realizing that she spoke too quickly, it seemed that there was no silver tael here, and wanted to cover it up, "However, I have never used the kind of toothpaste you use."

Song Zhaodi was happy. At this time, the toothpaste had no other color. There was only one kind of toothpaste on the market. Unlike later generations, there were blue and green, American and British. Various: "What does the sister-in-law use to brush her teeth? Salt water or alkaline water."

Sister Chen is self-righteous, thinking that Song Zhaodi will ask her what kind of toothpaste she uses, and she has already figured out how to lie. Song Zhaodi's voice fell, and Sister-in-law Chen almost said it with a bald mouth.

They all use lye water." Afraid that Song Zhaodi would feel that she was reluctant to use toothpaste, she quickly said, "Sister Duan also uses lye water." The hidden meaning is that I am not using it alone.

Faced with her own family, or when outsiders made her angry, Song Zhaodi was a little aggressive when she spoke. At other times, Song Zhaodi was a well-informed and generous teacher Song, and the wife of Zhong Jianguo.

In the early morning, the sun rises and the air is fresh, and when she suddenly encounters a woman who speaks strangely, Song Zhaodi feels blocked. This person even pulled out Mrs. Duan, and Song Zhaodi was unhappy: "Sister-in-law Duan? The sister-in-law said that Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu has not used alkaline water to brush her teeth for a long time, and now she uses toothpaste."

"Tooth, toothpaste?" Sister Chen didn't believe it.

Song Zhaodi spat out the toothpaste in her mouth and smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth, her smile brighter than the sun: "Yes. I bought it with me, Zhonghua toothpaste, you deserve it." I flicked my toothbrush, rinsed my mouth with water, and turned to go into the house.

In such a good weather, why can't you live with yourself?

"Headmaster Zhong, your teacher Song really knows how to speak." Sister Chen said with a half-smile.

Zhong Jianguo rolled his eyes and cursed, he deserved it! He raised his head and said with a smile: "She is a teacher. She teaches students every day, and she can keep the students down with a quick tongue."

Sister Chen got stuck: "...The teacher teaches students to teach knowledge, not to teach students to talk about cross talk and sing opera."

"The teacher has a lot of knowledge, and he has to be able to tell it." Zhong Jianguo finally understood why Song Zhaodi hated Sister Chen. "If you can't tell it, you are only eight buckets high, and learning to be rich is useless."

Sister Chen's mouth moved, and she found that she was speechless.

"Sister-in-law's clothes have been washed?" Zhong Jianguo sighed softly when she saw that she was silent, why bother. Then hand over a step.

Sister Chen's whole body shuddered: "Yes, yes, just chatting with the two of you, and forgetting that I have to do laundry."

Zhong Jianguo smiled and did not continue.

Song Zhaodi came out with potatoes, sat under the porch next to Zhong Jianguo, peeled the potatoes, and asked, "That one has returned to the house?"

"No, I'm kneading my clothes." Zhong Jianguo looked up and whispered, "She envy you having me help you with the laundry, why didn't she call Head Lin? Head of the moving forest. Why didn't you ask Lin Zhong to help her?"

Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "Do you think she can move the forest?"

"Do you know?" Zhong Jianguo was curious, "How did I find out that you know everything."

Song Zhaodi: "It's not that I know. It's just like our family, there are not many family homes in the entire military region."

Zhong Jianguo did not interrupt, waiting quietly for her to finish.

"The Liu family is doting on children, the Lin family does not dote on children, but Sister-in-law Chen values ​​sons over daughters." Song Zhaodi said, "Sister-in-law Chen gave birth to three daughters before she gave birth to a son, and she gave birth to a son who was a baby in the forest. Just like her eyeballs, she is reluctant to use it.

"In the past, three daughters were at home, and three daughters helped her. Now the three daughters are married and go to work. She finds that it is very tiring to do laundry, cook, and have to go to work.

"Suddenly ordering Lin Zhong, even if Lin Zhong helps her work, she has never done it before, and it is not right now. She can't bear to nag a few more words, let alone calling Lin Zhong to do things, Lin Zhong is too lazy to pay attention to her."

Zhong Jianguo smiled: "It's like you've seen it with your own eyes."

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but their homes are arguing every now and then, not because of housework, but because of what else?" Song Zhaodi asked, "Is it because Headmaster Lin leaves early and returns late?"

Zhong Jianguo was speechless.

Song Zhaodi: "When others mention the consciousness of military family members, they all say that military family members have high consciousness. In fact, when it comes to children, military family members are no different from ordinary people. Eight out of ten families prefer sons to daughters.

"The mother asks her daughter to work, and she is reluctant to call her son. Even if the daughter is obedient and does things honestly, she will feel that being a mother is unfair and can't help complaining. The body is relaxed, the heart is tired.

"I thought everyone was the same, men don't do housework, children are not willing to do housework, and they get tired when they are tired. Anyway, everyone's life is like this. In the end, I told them, you like to do Housework. If it wasn't against the law to kill, I would have been killed by them long ago."

"You still know?" Zhong Jianguo was surprised, "I thought you didn't know, how annoying you are."

Song Zhaodi: "Don't be yin and yang when they talk to me, and I don't bother to block them. Since I'm envious, let them be envious enough." After a pause, "I cooperate with them like I do. There is no second person to perform on the whole island."

"Be careful they isolate you." Zhong Jianguo reminded.

Song Zhaodi said with a smile: "It's as if they don't isolate me, they'll make friends with me."

"Even if you don't get along, it's better if someone chats with you than no one pays attention to you." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi: "Then do you know what they are talking about together? The East is for the family, the West is for the short, who's what to eat for lunch, and what's for the morning. It's better for me to talk to them about this. Chat with our chickens, ducks and geese."

"You don't feel bored." Zhong Jianguo was also afraid of Song Zhaodi's loneliness, but he didn't think his woman was stronger than he imagined, "The weather is nice today, so I took out the quilt to dry it. A few days earlier When it rains, some quilts have a musty smell."

Song Zhaodi picked up the potatoes: "I'm cooking rice, stir-frying vegetables, you will call the children up later."

"Call the big baby up to help you set the fire." Zhong Jianguo said, "Get up when it's dawn, don't let him do anything, I'm sorry he got up so early."

The pots and pans last night were all washed by a few children, Song Zhaodi did not go upstairs to call Dawa, cook some porridge on the stove, stir-fry a dish in the ground pot, and then call the children to come down Have a meal.

After breakfast, Song Zhaodi found several children looking outside from time to time, and was very puzzled: "Dad, you run out for a while, and once in a while, what's outside?"

"Let's see if Dali is here." Zhong Dawa said.

Song Zhaodi wondered, "You've only seen Dali twice, why do you think so much about him?"

"Big brother doesn't want to be strong." Erwa said, "Brother said that aunt will buy us a lot of delicious food."

Song Zhaodi was speechless: "Auntie bought something delicious for you?"

"My mother bought the best food." Dawa said, "But I want to eat hemp candy sticks. We can't buy them here."

Song Zhaodi couldn't help reminding: "Toffee is much better than hemp candy."

"I know." Da Wa said, "I just want to taste that flavor."

Song Zhaodi waved at Dawa: "Come here."

Dawa came over subconsciously, took a step, stopped, and looked vigilant: "What's the matter?"

"I ask you a question." Song Zhaodi said, "I won't beat you."

Dawa thought that Song Zhaodi had never beaten him, so she took three steps forward.

Song Zhaodi: "If there is a candy bar in the forest, would you ask the forest to give you a taste?"

"I'll exchange our family's toffee for Lin Zhong." Big baby did this kind of thing when he was a child.

Song Zhaodi: "If Linzhong doesn't want to eat our food, will you ask Linzhong to give you a bite?"

"No way." Zhong Dawa didn't think about it, and wrinkled her nose, "So shameful."

Song Zhaodi patted his little face: "Yes. It's okay to like to eat, but you can't even have a face for eating."

Zhong Dawa suddenly realized: "Mother, are you worried about this? I won't. If the second aunt came here today, she would give me a candy stick to eat, and I wouldn't eat it."

"I think too much." Song Zhaodi said, "Even if your second aunt comes over, she will not buy you a candy stick."

Dawa said, "Oops": "People just say it casually." After a pause, she couldn't help asking: "Mother, why are you saying it's not even eleven o'clock."

Dawa thought about it carefully: "Mother is right." The voice fell, and the person had reached the stairs.

Song Zhaodi was funny: "Be on your own, you should go upstairs too. It's cold below, go and lie down under the covers."

"Mom, I'm not sleepy."

Song Zhaodi thought about it: "Then put it on the quilt and play with the flower rope - wait, I thought, there seem to be a few books in the utility room. It should be a story book, you can find it and have a look . Optimistic about putting it back, don't take it outside. "

"I know, mother." The sun is shining and the wind is strong today, so I really don't want to go out. But there is not much to play at home. There are a few storybooks, which is better than nothing. Afterwards, I took a few younger brothers upstairs.

Song Zhaodi looked at the backs of a group of sons. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the radio could not be received every three days. After thinking for a moment, she made a decision. However, seeing the half-sewed thin socks in his hand, he couldn't help sighing: "Let's finish the work in hand first."

On the eleventh day, the big baby was woken up by the self-ringing clock in the living room, and sat up.

"Are you awake?"

The big baby shuddered and woke up instantly: "Sanwa? Where are you?"

"We are below." Sanwa said.

The big baby stepped down the ladder and saw his four brothers sitting in a row horizontally, very strange: "What are you doing?"

"We're reading a storybook." Zili said, "Come on, it's Journey to the West."

Zhong Dawa frowned slightly: "I seem to have heard someone say "Journey to the West"."

"It's the Monkey King." Gengsheng said, "Mother said that there are several storybooks in the utility room, but only this "Journey to the West" can understand a little bit." Would you like to read it together? "

Zhong Dawa nodded.

At 11:30, Liu Yang's family arrived, and Zhong Dawa, who was addicted to "Journey to the West", forgot about Dali and didn't come to pick him up.

Song Zhaodi called Dali to go upstairs, the boy was still as shy as when he was a child, shook his head and smiled, and sat down next to Liu Yang.

"Then you and Liu Gen go upstairs to sleep for a while." Seeing the child's exhausted face, Song Zhaodi stood at the entrance of the stairs and called to Dawa to bring the two cousins ​​up without waiting for Song Dali to refuse.

Zhong Dawa has an outgoing personality. She considers herself to be relatives to Dali, and Dali is also his brother. She hugs Dali's neck and drags him upstairs. Liu Gen, who was the same year as Sanwa, followed the two older brothers on the escalator and moved up bit by bit.

The child was gone, Sister Song couldn't help but ask her doubts: "On August 15th last year, you didn't mention that Liu Ping had a partner in your letter to home, so why did you suddenly get married?"

Song Laibao and Liu Yang looked at each other and asked in unison, "What do you mean?"

"Come to pick up Liu Ping tomorrow, and then you will know." Song Zhaodi asked, "How are your father and mother?"

Song Laibao: "It's good."

"Second sister didn't go to the house for two years to make trouble?" Song Zhaodi said, and found that Song Laibao's face changed, and her brows raised, "Tell me the truth, eldest sister. If she is not honest , I have a way to deal with her."

Song Laibao waved his hands again and again: "No, no. It's not a big deal, it's over."