Stepmother

    Zhong Jianguo has a headache: "Can you stop saying that I know her? I don't want to know her."

    "Just kidding." Song Zhaodi couldn't help but twist his face. "Look at you in a hurry."

    Zhong Jianguo leaned against the wall: "It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's that your words are too easy for others to misunderstand. People who don't know the truth hear it and think I have something to do with her."

    "I remember you said before that she is prettier than me." Song Zhaodi reminded him.

    Zhong Jianguo looked at her up and down: "There are many people who are prettier than you. Unfortunately, I only like you."

    "Whoops..."

    The couple turned their heads in unison.

    Zhong Dawa rubbed her arm: "Goosebumps are all over. Dad, mother, don't be so tired, the dishes are cold."

    "The dishes are cold." Zhong Jianguo glared at him and asked, "What are you doing out?"

    Zhong Dawa coughed: "Come out and hear that you like my mother." Without waiting for Zhong Jianguo to speak, she quickly said, "I'm curious to hear you talk about her."

    "You're not curious." Zhong Jianguo glared at him, "Boys, don't be so stupid."

    Zhong Dawa gave him a deep look and turned back to the house.

    Zhong Jianguo blinked, not understanding: "What does this kid mean?"

    "You are also a man." Song Zhaodi wiped her face and pushed him, "Go into the house for dinner. Hey, it's raining? Hurry up and bring in the clothes outside."

    Zhong Jianguo saw that the raindrops were as big as beans, so he quickly followed Song Zhaodi and touched his clothes: "It's still a little wet. I'll tie a rope in the house tomorrow, so I don't have to pile it up on a chair. ."

    "If you can find a few iron pipes and weld a clothes rack, not only do you not need to tie a rope, but you don't need to put away clothes when it rains." Song Zhaodi said, "Just lift the rack to the eaves of the porch. already."

    Zhong Jianguo is curious: "Isn't the iron frame heavy?"

    "Look back and I'll draw it for you." Song Zhaodi said, seeing Erwa running out of the house, she quickly asked, "What are you doing? It's raining."

    Erwa waved her hand: "Nothing. I forgot to bring the newspaper."

    Zhong Jianguo's radio could not find a signal every three days, so Song Zhaodi negotiated with Zhong Jianguo to order a newspaper, so that she would not know anything.

    Song Zhaodi asked for a newspaper, not only did he not refuse, he also took the initiative to help Song Zhaodi order the newspaper. Later, I ordered a wooden box at the door so that when the postman came, Song Zhaodi or the children had to come out to get the newspaper.

    Song Zhaodi thought she could read some international news from the newspaper, however, the content of the newspaper disappointed her. After a few days, Song Zhaodi was too lazy to watch.

    Song Zhaodi almost forgot about the newspaper.

    Zhong Erwa came back with the newspaper, but Song Zhaodi didn't even read it. However, Erwa handed the newspaper to Song Zhaodi: "Mother, there is a letter in it."

    "Whose?" Song Zhaodi turned it over and raised her eyebrows, "Zhong Jianguo, Zhong Shengli's letter."

    Zhong Jianguo froze for a moment: "Zhong Shengli?"

    "Your brother." Song Zhaodi said, "My cousin hasn't made trouble with you for two years, you even forgot her son?"

    Zhong Jianguo didn't answer: "Look what happened."

    "He said he would get married in a few days." Song Zhaodi said, "I didn't tell us to go, just tell us." She couldn't help frowning, "What does this mean?"

    Zhong Jianguo shook his head: "Don't care what he means. Write a letter to the eldest brother, how much gift he gives, and how much we give."

    "Then I won't go?" Song Zhaodi asked.

    Zhong Jianguo: "Don't go! When my dad came with victory, we didn't give them face like that. If you go, you might have to eat at the elder brother's house again."

    "Uncle doesn't care about food?" Erwa asked.

    Zhong Jianguo: "If you take care of the rice, you will definitely take care of the rice. But it doesn't necessarily take care of your mother."

    "Then why should we give the gift money?" Zhong Dawa was not happy, "I decided not to give it!"

    Song Zhaodi raised her eyelids: "It's useless for you to decide. One day your grandma will send a letter, you can decide."

    "My grandma?" The first thing that big baby thinks of is Song mother, and then something wrong, he also has a grandmother, "My uncle and my aunt are married, and there is no one to marry. "

    Song Zhaodi: "Your cousin and cousin. It's time to get married in five years at most. Shall we go or not?"

    "No!" Zhong Dawa said, "I don't even know them."

    Song Zhaodi turned to Zhong Jianguo.

    Zhong Jianguo waved his hand: "We'll talk about it later. I'll go upstairs to pack some clothes. Don't worry if you don't come back one night."

    "It's useless to worry." Erwa said, "Dad, you have to be more careful."

    Zhong Jianguo rubbed his head: "For you, I will also protect myself well."

    Song Zhaodi had no impression of this naval battle, she thought it was a petty fight. At the end of August, Zhong Jianguo did not come back, and Song Zhaodi was not worried at all.

    September 3rd, in the morning, Song Zhaodi heard a sound similar to a flute when he was cooking, and asked the big baby who was burning the fire, "Do you know who is playing the flute?"

    "Mother, it's not the horn." Standing at the door waiting for the meal, he said, "It's an alarm."

    Song Zhaodi's hand trembled: "Alarm?!"

    "Yes." More independent, "I heard it when I was a kid."

    Song Zhaodi's face changed suddenly, and she thought about it: "Zi Li, you come to cook, I'll go and see next door." After speaking, she took off her apron and went to Mrs. Duan.

    Sister Duan also came out of the house. Seeing Song Zhaodi's flustered expression, she hurriedly greeted her: "Don't worry, it's fine."

    "Will you raise the alarm if you have nothing to do?" Song Zhaodi asked eagerly, "Auntie, did someone from Lao Jiang take the opportunity to call?"

    Sister Duan shook her head: "I don't know either. However, you have to tell a few children that if there is a real fight, tell them to hide on the mountain."

    "Auntie, don't scare me." Song Zhaodi has only seen the war on her mobile phone and computer. Although she has lived on Wengzhou Island for six years, she has never seen it with her own eyes. She subconsciously felt that the war was far away from her, even though people who often heard Zhong Jianguo say Lao Jiang came to harass them again.

    Sister Duan said seriously: "I didn't scare you, I said this to prepare you psychologically. You have to go to school later, if something happens, everyone can panic, but you can't panic. You have to transfer with the child."

    "Mother, what's wrong?"

    Song Zhaodi turned around and saw Sanwa running over, with worry written on her face, inexplicably feeling full of courage, pretending to be calm: "It's okay. I'm just here to ask you, Grandma Liu, why suddenly Raise the alarm."

    "Did grandma say that?" Sanwa asked.

    Song Zhaodi: "I said, no big deal. Let's go home for dinner."

    Sanwa didn't believe it, because Song Zhaodi's face was very bad, she looked at her and then at Sister Duan: "Is it all right?"

    "Have mother lied to you?" Song Zhaodi asked rhetorically.

    Sanwa shook her head: "No. But mother also said that a white lie is not a lie."

    Song Zhaodi staggered: "I also said that in school, you are not allowed to be naughty, not allowed to talk back to the teacher, and I didn't see you remember."

    "Mother!" Sanwa was not happy, "We are talking about you now, what are you doing to me?"

    Song Zhaodi: "Because you don't believe your mother."

    "Then I believe you." Sanwa wrinkled her nose, "Big brother said that mother is the most threatening, and the whole family is the most cunning. I think he is very right."

    Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "Dad said to listen to me, did you listen?"

    Sanwa rolled her eyes at the sky and widened her eyes suddenly: "Mother, mother, look at the plane."

    "What plane?" Song Zhaodi raised her head, two planes whizzed past, she felt flustered, "Let's go home first." She grabbed Sanwa's arm and left.

    Song Zhaodi didn't even bother to eat when she got home, so she called her five children to her side and told them what Mrs. Duan said. But after saying it three times, Song Zhaodi was still worried, "Dad, if something goes wrong, go to your younger brother first. Sanwa, everyone else is running out, you just sit in the classroom and wait for the four older brothers to come to you, this time you must listen. Mother's words, okay?"

    The school organized movie watching, Sanwa watched several war movies, and was frightened a few times.

    Seeing that Song Zhaodi is very serious now, the child nodded vigorously: "Mother, I will listen to my brother. You, you have to go up the mountain to find us."

    "I will." Song Zhaodi can't guarantee, but Zhong Jianguo is not at home, she is the backbone of the whole family, she must convince the children that even if Lao Jiang's people really call, she can Protect children.

    September 18th, in the morning, Zhong Jianguo, who had been away from home for several days, came back with news that South Vietnam announced that some islands in the Nansha Islands would be included in its territory. If the Foreign Ministry's negotiation fails, in order to maintain the country's territorial integrity, it will go to war with South Vietnam.

    What comforted Song Zhaodi was that, in case of a sneak attack by Lao Jiang and the Americans, even if he needed assistance, he would not dispatch troops from here. In other words, Zhong Jianguo does not have to go to the South China Sea.

    Zhong Jianguo didn't go to the front line, even if he patrolled the sea every three days, Song Zhaodi was not worried. But when she relaxed, she realized that she hadn't paid attention to Sun Wanru for several days.

    September 23rd, Sunday morning, Song Zhaodi cleaned up the vegetable garden and pulled out the old cucumber seedlings. When she looked up, she found that Sun Wanru was also picking up the cucumber seedlings.

    In the evening, when Zhong Jianguo came back, Song Zhaodi couldn't help saying to him, "The fairy has descended into the world."

      Us. If he doesn't give us a gift, your cousin should take the opportunity to make trouble again."

    Song Zhaodi sighed: "Sister-in-law is very temperamental. If it were me—"

    "My stepmother moved a bench and sat in front of our house to scold her, what can you do to her?" Zhong Jianguo said, "Send her to the Revolutionary Committee or the police station? No matter where it is, people will say , My stepmother is an elder, don't bother with her and so on.

    "If you block Sun Wanru like you block her, the neighbors on the left and right will think that you and my stepmother are half a dozen." After a pause, "Mr. Song, this is not the era you lived in, and many things cannot be avoided. Come with your temper."

    Song Zhaodi nodded: "I know. So Sun Wanru stared at me before, and I didn't ask her if you were sick."

    "Don't mention her." Zhong Jianguo had a headache, "That woman doesn't stare at you, but recently she stared at me instead."