Stepmother

Song Zhaodi couldn't help but help her forehead. This skinny child used to follow her words very well, but now she has learned how to block people: "Dad, if you continue, the dumplings will be cold."

Pull the baby's sleeves independently, don't say anything, and the aunt is going to be angry.

Zhong Dawa glanced at Song Laibao, twitched the corners of her mouth, and lowered her head to eat.

Song Zhaodi sighed, afraid that Dawa would stab her eldest sister again, so she said, "Sister, let's eat."

Song Laibao picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the steamed bun, however, he couldn't swallow.

After swallowing the jujube whole and eating a steamed bun, I noticed that all the children put down the tableware and ran out to play, and Song Laibao did not eat, so he helped Song Zhaodi clean up the tableware.

The Zhong family eats steamed bread, pickled vegetables, steamed dumplings and white rice porridge in the morning. The pots and bowls are easy to wash. Seeing Song Laibao going into the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks, Song Zhaodi said, "Sister, there is no oil on the bowls and chopsticks, so I use cold water to wash them."

Song Zhaodi was stunned: "Eldest sister, why are you crying?" When she said it, she suddenly thought, "Is it because the eldest child doesn't believe you? Don't cry, I'll beat him back. increasingly disobedient."

"No." Song Laibao wiped his tears and said quickly, "I, I always thought I loved the child the most. I didn't expect that in the eyes of the child..." As he spoke, his eyes came out again.

Song Zhaodi hurried to get the towel: "Sister, it's not you, don't mind too much. I know so clearly because I heard students complain about their parents. After listening a lot, I know what to do. How to teach the child." Handing her the towel, "Wipe your tears first. Since you have already recognized the mistake, Dali and Liu Gen are still young, so it's not too late to change."

Song Laibao nodded again and again, and said with a crying voice: "You used to take several children back, and one child ate one egg a day, and didn't pull it once. I felt that you would spoil the child sooner or later. I than you can teach children."

"I know." Song Zhaodi's voice fell, and Song Laibao raised his head. Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "You are my sister, I don't know you yet." With the memory of the original owner, Song Zhaodi said this without a trace of guilt, "The past is over. Wash your face and go to the Jin's house with your aunt. Bar."

Song Laibao hesitated for a moment: "I'm going too?"

"You know more about the village." Song Zhaodi said, "My aunt doesn't understand, and my brother-in-law is careless. You are staring at the Jin family to fix the homestead."

Song Laibao nodded: "Yes. There may be private plots, so I have to come over."

"You remember one thing, don't say it's for Liu Ping's good." Song Zhaodi said, "Liu Ping is now obedient to Xiao Jin and obeys every word, and you talk to the Jin family in the name of her good. , Liu Ping, a brainless person, may say, you don't need to think about her. You just say it's for the children.

"Remember to tell Xiao Jin's parents that Liu Ping was pregnant for the first time and didn't understand anything. As elders, they should help Liu Ping more. Master Liu is only such a daughter, and he is very worried about Liu Ping. Ping."

Song Laibao: "I understand what you mean. He Jin Lihui married Liu Ping because Liu Ping's father was Teacher Liu. Let's remind him that the teacher's daughter is different from ordinary people's daughters. Take care No, their Jin family can't eat and walk around."

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "Don't be too strong, let their neighbors on the left and right know that you only care about Liu Ping."

Song Laibao washed his face and said, "I know what to do."

"Sister, the island is windy, touch some cream." Song Zhaodi reminded, "Otherwise, when you come back in the afternoon, your face will be cracked by the wind."

Song Laibao was embarrassed to use Song Zhaodi's vanishing cream, she felt that the vanishing cream was very expensive. When applying snow cream to his two sons in the morning, Song Laibao smelled that the cream was very fragrant. Because Song Zhaodi didn't say it, Song Laibao didn't feel embarrassed to use it secretly.

Song Zhaodi said, Song Laibao was even more embarrassed: "When we leave, we should have used up your vanishing cream."

"Buy it when you run out." Song Zhaodi said, "The face and hands were cracked by the wind, not only suffered, but also delayed work."

Song Laibao thought about it, this is the reason.

Song Zhaodi glanced at her back and couldn't help sighing, her two cheap sisters are really two extremes.

In the noon, Zhong Jianguo didn't see Song Laibao when he came back, and when he saw Song Zhaodi, he blurted out, "Your sister is angry with you?"

Zhong Jianguo really wanted to give her a kick: "Running the train with your mouth full."

"It's just what you said." Song Zhaodi hadn't cooked yet, "What's for lunch?"

Zhong Jianguo: "I eat what you do, I am very good."

"Be serious." Song Zhaodi said, "I don't have much oil at home, so I don't have cooking in the morning, but I have to fry at night. Let's just grab something to eat at noon?"

Zhong Jianguo ran back at noon, just not wanting to be "casual", otherwise he would go to the cafeteria to eat: "Do you still have meat tickets?"

"I plan to buy meat the day after tomorrow." Song Zhaodi said, "The day after tomorrow is the thirteenth, my sister and my brother-in-law will go back in the morning on the thirteenth."

Zhong Jianguo thought for a while: "Do you have cabbage?"

"There is still half a jar of pickled sour cabbage years ago." Song Zhaodi said, "The fresh cabbage has long been eaten. Make noodles at noon, and put some lettuce or spinach?"

Zhong Jianguo didn't want to eat vegetable noodles: "Give me the meat ticket, I'll buy a pound of meat. Let's see if there are vermicelli in the non-staple food factory. If there is no vermicelli, buy vermicelli and make sauerkraut stewed vermicelli."

"Okay, you can go buy it." Song Zhaodi didn't bother to stop him when she saw him like this, "I'm going to steam the rice. The ticket is in the box where you put the change."

Twenty minutes later, Zhong Jianguo ran back and bought five catties of sweet potato vermicelli and one catty of pork belly instead of vermicelli.

Zhong Dawa brought her brothers and sisters back, and when she entered the living room, she smelled a sour smell of meat, and ran to the kitchen: "Mother, what are you doing delicious?"

"Go wash your hands and face." Song Zhaodi didn't answer him, "You can eat in five or six minutes."

Zhong Dawa swallowed her saliva, turned around, waved her little hand, and a group of children filed out.

In order to squeeze the oil out of the meat, Song Zhaodi put a lot of sauerkraut and vermicelli, and filled two pots after it was done.

Zhong Jianguo held a pot in one hand and muttered as he walked out: "With so much sauerkraut, the meat has no meaty taste."

Fish, you have hardly ever bought stick bones, and you count on five catties of meat in a month, and you have never complained. Are you dissatisfied with me now that there are so many things going on?"

Zhong Jianguo choked: "What did you say? When did I complain? I didn't speak."

The big baby, who was walking behind his parents with bowls and chopsticks, glanced at Zhong Jianguo and sighed helplessly: "I said." Putting the chopsticks on the table, he said, "Mother, You take a break, and I will serve the meal."

"It's fine." Song Zhaodi smiled, "I'll give you half a bowl of rice first?"

Zhong Dawa took a look at the dish: "Small half a bowl. I want to taste the dish you made today."

"Okay." Song Zhaodi smiled: "If it's delicious, you can eat more food. Try to finish it and make new ones at night."

Erwa hurriedly asked: "Mother, what do you have for dinner?"

"Boiled Zhong Erwa." Song Zhaodi looked up at him, "Are you okay?"

Erwa hurriedly shook her head: "I'm not delicious, Sanwa is delicious."

"I'm not good either." Sanwa pointed at Dali and Liu Gen, "Mom, you eat them. Auntie and uncle are not at home. When they come back, we will talk about them. fell into the sea."

Dali and Liu Gen said in unison, "Auntie, we are not delicious."

"Your aunt is joking with them." Zhong Jianguo was afraid that the child would be frightened, "Eating human flesh will kill you."

Dali and Liu Gen breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Zhaodi suddenly couldn't help laughing, and handed him the bowl to Song Dali: "Eat more food."

"I know." Dali took it and thought about it, "Thank you, Auntie."

Song Zhaodi: "The family doesn't have to be so polite."

After dinner, several children brushed the tableware and chopsticks. Song Zhaodi called the child into the room and pointed to the pen and paper on the table: "Let's write with calligraphy together."

I had just eaten, my body was warm, my hands were not cold, and the seven children had no problem. Self-reliance, rejuvenation, Dawa and Dali lie on the big square table, while Song Zhaodi and three small ones write calligraphy on the small square table.

Song Laibao came as soon as one page was written.

Song Zhaodi was afraid that a few children would hear it, so she turned around and went out, so she chased the children upstairs, and then asked, "How is it?"

"It went very well. The Jin family didn't dare to say anything when they saw Uncle Liu's guards." Song Laibao said, "However, Jin Lihui's younger brother always talks to Uncle Liu's guards. , I think he might want to be a soldier."

Song Zhaodi: "There are rules in the army. Uncle Liu is an old revolutionary. Liu Wei wants to be a soldier here, but Uncle Liu doesn't agree. The Jin family don't even have to think about it."

"Then it'll be fine." Song Laibao said, "If it wasn't for the guards to follow, we wouldn't have been so successful."

Liu Yang nodded: "Yes. When we talk about building a house, Jin Lihui's parents also said that there is no need to hire someone, they have a large family of Jin, and they can build the house in a few days.

" Auntie said, everyone is busy, sorry to trouble you, we have already agreed with the person who specializes in building the house, and we will dig the foundation next weekend. It's just that Aunt Liu just finished speaking, Jin Lihui's parents The complexion has changed. I always feel that there will be more grinding in the future."

"The Liu family and the Jin family are not in the same family. From the moment she chooses to marry Jin Lihui, she must have this mental preparation. Unfortunately, she did not." Song Zhaodi tutted, "No matter in the future It's her fault for whether it can be run in well or not. Don't worry about it. If you care too much, she also thinks we are nosy. "

Liu Yang: "I didn't plan to care, just worried about my uncle and my aunt."

"Your uncle and your aunt have been heartbroken by her." Song Zhaodi said, "I listened to Aunt Liu, she is ready for Liu Ping's divorce."

Liu Yang opened his eyes wide: "No way?"

"It's normal." Song Zhaodi said, "Aunt Liu was not optimistic from the beginning, but the girl has no brains, so she can only recognize her by pinching her nose. Brother-in-law, sister, you have been running for a day, go up and rest. a moment."

Liu Yang and Song Laibao didn't sleep peacefully last night because of Liu Ping's matter, and today they are "fighting" with the Jin family.

On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, in the morning, Song Laibao's family was sent away, and Song Zhaodi felt tired physically and mentally when she returned home. But instead of sleeping, she took off the sheets and sheets, washed them, made lunch, and went upstairs to sleep.

Zhong Dawa was afraid that she would fall asleep and fall ill, so she came to have a look, and then came to look at it four times in a row, and found that his mother was breathing normally and her face was ruddy, so she dared to take her brother Brothers go out to play.

Song Zhaodi fell asleep and didn't even know she was thrown into the sea. Because of this, Zhong Jianguo was able to conclude that she was not a spy. Because a spy like her can't graduate at all.

After four o'clock, Song Zhaodi woke up, lazy and too lazy to cook, so she made hot steamed buns, pickled carrots and garlic cloves for the children to eat.

Several children looked at her in low spirits, and didn't say that it was not delicious. After eating, they poured hot water and washed their feet and face.

Seeing that the children are so sensible, Song Zhaodi spreads egg pancakes for the children with lard the next morning.

One person and two, impartiality. The five children's mouths were full of oil, and Zhong Jianguo was envious and couldn't help but say to Song Zhaodi, "When will the gas tickets be cancelled?"

"I want to know more than you." Song Zhaodi whispered, "If I didn't have the memory of 'her' and calculated how much oil to use every day, I would have gone crazy."

Zhong Jianguo didn't dare to ask: "When I didn't say it. Don't worry about it when you're cooking in the future. How to fry whatever you want, eat boiled vegetables if there is no oil."

"We eat boiled vegetables, you go to the cafeteria to eat, right?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo's face flushed: "I didn't think so, don't talk nonsense."

"Your expression told me." Song Zhaodi glanced at him, "Eat quickly, I have to clean up after eating. Later, I have to go up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots with Aunt Liu."

Zhong Jianguo: "Go, I'll clean up."

"Then I'm leaving." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhong Jianguo waved his hand: "Go, go."

Song Zhaodi took a pickaxe and a basket to Liu's house, and saw Aunt Liu was talking on the phone, so she didn't go in. Hearing the word "Xiao Zhong", Song Zhaodi froze in her heart and ran in subconsciously: "Auntie, are you looking for Jianguo?"

"Yes, it's Jianguo's eldest brother, come and pick it up." Sister Duan hurriedly gave Song Zhaodi the microphone.