Stepmother

    Song Zhaodi choked for a while, then turned her head quickly, facing Sanwa: "I won't blame you if it's so hot."

    "But I feel bad." Sanwa said without hesitation.

    The big baby staggered: "Zhong Sanwa, don't say it's my brother in the future."

    "Why did you come in?" Song Zhaodi asked.

    Dawa: "Take a knife and cut open the chicken's belly. Sanwazi, chili oil is prepared for us, please beg me, I'll give you a bite."

    "It seems that you are the only one who has chili oil." Without looking for his mother or asking for his elder brother, Sanwa moved a small horse to sit beside Zili, "Brother Zili, your chili oil is my share. Is it okay?"

    He touched his head independently: "Sanwazi, you are still coquettish at the age of twelve, aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you?"

    "No one else." Sanwa looked at Zili with hope, "Brother Zili, I know you are the best."

    Zi Li usually doesn’t tease his younger brothers very much, but Sanwa’s appearance is so funny, so he deliberately said, “I’m not good at all.”

    "I feel good about you." Sanwa said.

    Self-reliance is happy: "The chili oil is very hot, and my mother hasn't put salt in it, even if I dig a little for you, you can't eat it." After a while, "the chicken will be stewed later, you can dip it now. If you eat steamed buns with chili oil, do you also want to eat chicken?"

    Sanwa swallowed and put the bowl on the chopping board: "I'm going to help eldest brother press the water."

    Song Zhaodi looked back at him and snorted: "Zhenxing, go out and tell Dawa to cut off the chicken breast, and I will cook you a delicious dish with chicken breast."

    "Mother, don't do too much, or the baby won't leave with me." Zili said with a smile.

    Song Zhaodi: "I told him to buy some lean meat. He used up all the meat tickets and didn't leave us a pound. He won't have to eat if he doesn't leave."

    "He thought you were frying shredded pork." Zi Li said with a smile, "I would never have dreamed that you would put meat in chili oil."

    Song Zhaodi: "I originally planned to put peanuts, but I didn't buy them. I won't grow peas next year, so I will plant some peanuts and keep them for you to make peanut pepper sauce. It saves you having to use them when you want to use them temporarily. Go out and buy someone's house."

    "The school has a cafeteria, we can just go to the cafeteria to eat, don't have to be so troublesome." Zili said.

    Song Zhaodi smiled: "No trouble. Planting peanuts, peeling peanuts have three babies, and I don't need to do it myself. Don't let them work, they will go crazy after finishing their homework."

    "The mother will plant it." Zili said, "We're leaving, let the three of you do whatever you want. If the third child follows the trouble, when we have winter vacation, ask the big baby to clean up. he."

    Song Zhaodi nodded: "By the way, don't come here this winter vacation." The voice fell, and Zili's face changed, "Come back after the year, I will make some chili sauce for you. on."

    "Well, I see." Zi Li smiled.

    Song Zhaodi glanced at him and said with a smile: "Bring the chili oil and bean paste to the school, don't take them all out at once. Sometimes they are too generous and others will take it for granted."

    Song Zhaodi: "Sanwa is hot, take it out. Put the chicken in and blanch it, then use this pot to cook the chicken."

    "The steamed bread is not enough for lunch, do you want to make some more noodles?" Dawa asked.

    Song Zhaodi put the chili oil in a jar: "I'll make it at noon, it's still early." Pointing to the row of chili oil on the chopping board, "You guys are in the house watching no mice run in, I'll go Get some bean paste."

    "Mother, do I need to brush the pot for making chili oil?"

    Song Zhaodi waved her hand: "No!"

    When she was making bean paste, Song Zhaodi planned to put watermelon in it, but she didn't dare to mess with it because she was afraid it would be bad. Because she was afraid of insects, Song Zhaodi put a lot of salt in it. The bean paste without secondary processing could not be eaten at all, and it was too salty.

    Song Zhaodi asked Erwa and Zhengang to pick some green peppers and shallots, and she marinated the chicken breast. After the chicken **** were marinated, Song Zhaodi de-seeds and dices the green peppers, chops the shallots, adds some **** and puts them in a frying pan to sauté until fragrant, then adds bean paste and water.

    The weather is hot, it is almost noon, the bean paste and chili oil have not completely cooled down. Song Zhaodi asked Zili and Dawa to move the chili oil and bean paste to the living room, and she started to cook lunch.

    The chicken breast is made into tenderloin, and the tofu I bought in the morning is made into homemade tofu. While she cooks tenderloin and tofu on the stove, Dawa uses a ground pot to make a pot of jelly.

    Then Song Zhaodi made a pot of seafood stew with jelly, shrimp and conch. When this dish is served, use the ground pot to make a pan of noodle cakes.

    Around twelve o'clock, Zhong Jianguo smelled the aroma of vegetables as soon as he arrived in the courtyard, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace, and when he entered the living room, he asked, "What do you want to eat?"

    "It's delicious." Sanwa put the fried chicken on the table and couldn't help but pinch a piece, noticed the person next to her, and hurriedly handed it over, "Dad, try it, My mother made it with chicken."

    Zhong Jianguo waved his hand to indicate that he did not need it. The three babies were overjoyed and put the chicken in his mouth. He looked up and saw that his father was pinching a large piece of chicken and stuffing it into his mouth.

    The second baby came out with the tofu, and saw his father and his younger brother, you and I had a great time eating together, and hurriedly rushed into the kitchen and shouted: "Mom, the chicken is eaten by Dad and Sanwa. ate up."

    "No." Zhong Jianguo said, "It's all eaten by the three babies, I haven't washed my hands yet." After speaking, he went outside to wash his hands.

    Song Zhaodi was very happy, and asked the eldest sons: "Do you think Master Zhong stole it?"

    "You don't have to guess to know, he ate it." Dawa said, "My dad usually talks a lot about eating clean and not getting sick, and he cheated himself if he didn't wash his hands or eat. ."

    Sanwa didn't dare to steal food again, and ran in just in time to hear Dawa's words: "Big brother is right, Dad eats more than me."

    "Sanwazi, you are not too timid, and now you even dare to sue Dad?" The big baby looked at him, "Why aren't you afraid that Dad will beat you?"

    Sanwa is afraid, but he is not afraid: "Dad is not such a careful person. Mother will protect me, right? Mother."

    "No." Song Zhaodi said, "If you don't listen to me, I want to beat you a long time ago." The chicken that had been stewed for three hours was torn into a pot and handed to Sanwa, "No Going to steal it again."

    Rejuvenation: "I'll bring it." Reach out and rob the basin.

    Sanwa's face changed slightly, and she chased after him and asked, "Zhenxing, do you know what it means to use the heart of a villain to control the belly of a gentleman?"

    "I don't read much, so I don't know." Zhenxing put the basin on the table, "Erwa, look at him." Pointing to Sanwa, she turned back to the kitchen to get the tableware.

    Dawa, Zili, Kangsheng and Song Zhaodi were all in the kitchen, and there was not much in the kitchen. Sanwa simply pulled up a chair and sat down. I didn't know I could teach you."

    Zhenxing glanced at him as he set the table and chopsticks: "No need, I'm afraid of being led astray by you."

    "You call me bad?" Sanwa asked with eyes wide open.

    Zheng Xing gave him a look: "I didn't say you."

    "Teaching people bad doesn't mean the people you teach are bad." Dawa said, "It's also possible that you don't like Zhenxing, so I think you're teaching him bad. So, I prove that Zhenxing didn't say you were bad. But , Sanwazi, you are quite self-aware."

    Sanwa snorted: "You all come together to bully me. When you leave, I will kill all the chickens and ducks in our family."

    "By the way, I almost forgot." Song Zhaodi came out with the steamed buns, "When you leave, take all the salted duck eggs and salted eggs with you."

    Dawa couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Mother, we want to bring chili oil and bean paste, as well as our clothes and shoes, and let us bring salted eggs? We are not Nezha, we have no three heads and six arms. ."

    "I'll send you clothes, shoes and quilts." Song Zhaodi said, "You just need to bring Zili's clothes. When Zili goes to report, if the quilt has not been sent, I will send it from him. Grandpa’s house has two beds. I heard that Bingcheng is much colder than Binhai, so bring a few more quilts just in case.”

    The big baby sighed: "Mother, let's go to school."

    "I told you to bring so many things just to go to school." Song Zhaodi said, "If you go out to play, I don't care about you. Also, just pack up after a good meal, and I'll check it out. . Save the panic tomorrow morning and get lost."

    Zhong Jianguo: "If you don't want to take it to school, leave it in Qi's home. When the weather gets cold, borrow the teacher's phone to call Qi and ask the attendant to deliver it to you."

    "It's okay." Zhong Dawa glanced at Song Zhaodi, "I thought Mother asked us to report with salted duck eggs..."

    Zhong Jianguo: "So what? When I was in college, there were still people carrying pickles and steamed buns."

    "When you went to college, did the school not subsidize meal tickets and money?" Dawa asked hurriedly.

    Zhong Jianguo: "Some people think that there is only a little subsidy, but they are afraid that it will not be enough to eat. In fact, it is enough for us. Some people have a small appetite and can save a lot every month. Our family does not need you to save money. , I'll ask your mother to get you some money later, and if I can come out on weekends, I'll go buy some good food."

    "Dad, if I can come out on weekends, I will go to my grandpa's house to eat." Gengsheng reminded.

    Zhong Jianguo sat down and picked up his chopsticks: "Didn't you say you don't like your aunt's children? They won't be here on weekends?"

    "I have already thought of a way to treat her." Gengsheng said, "We went out to play this time and turned to my grandfather. My grandfather asked me how I was doing in the exam, and I said that Imperial College is stable.

    "Because my brother and I are unwilling to go back with my aunt and uncle, they don't like me and my brother. As soon as I heard that I could be admitted to the University of God, my aunt and my uncle were as happy as their children. As before, I would show off when I met anyone, and asked me to give supplementary lessons to their children. The faces of those children changed when they heard the supplementary lessons. When I met them in the future, I asked them how much they scored and if they could get into the University of God. "

    Song Zhaodi couldn't help laughing: "They must be afraid of you."

    "I don't know for now." With a wicked smile, "You can try."

    Song Zhaodi looked at Dawa: "I'm not worried about self-reliance, rehabilitation and revitalization, Dawa, I'm worried that you will form a gang in the school."

    "Mother, do people insist on playing with me?" Zhong Dawa asked rhetorically.

    Song Zhaodi: "You are far away, I can't control you and I don't care about you, but I remind you that you are not allowed to exclude others."

      You have to be three or five years older than him. People don't make trouble with him."

    The big baby glanced at him: "Dad, don't look down on people."

    "Do you want to make a bet?" Zhong Jianguo asked with a smile.

    Dawa took a bite of the chicken and buzzed: "Wait until I have a good meal."

    After dinner, the baby ran upstairs. It was said that I got up too early today, so I had to go upstairs to sleep for a while. In fact, he was afraid that Zhong Jianguo would make a bet. Zhong Jianguo just said it casually and didn't take it seriously at all. Seeing him like this, he wanted to laugh.

    At home for a while, Zhong Jianguo left. As soon as he left, Song Zhaodi rushed her sons upstairs to pack up, while she went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy oiled paper and hemp rope.

    The supply and marketing agency does not sell oiled paper, but it does have oiled paper for wrapping cakes. I heard Song Zhaodi say that she used oiled paper to wrap food for several children, and the salesperson gave her a stack of oiled paper and didn't charge her.

    Song Zhaodi said thank you, took oil paper and twine back home, and sealed the chilled chili oil and bean paste. Then the four bottles were bundled together and wrapped in newspaper, and it was impossible to see what was inside from the outside.

    After finishing these two things, Song Zhaodi found the small jar of pickled carrot vegetables in winter, and put the salted duck eggs and eggs in the jar. When she was about to pack up, she became self-reliant and rejuvenated.

    Song Zhaodi pointed to the three bags and one jar on the big table: "How is it?"

    "Very good. We hold the chili oil and ask Dawa to hold the jar." Zhenxing said, and glanced upstairs, "I guess Dawa is too angry to go to the imperial capital with us. "

    Song Zhaodi couldn't help laughing after imagining it: "Whatever you choose. It's still early to leave the school to report, and there should be no one on the road. You get on the train and put these things in the car. On the seat, don't hold it all the time.

    "Wheat milk essence and canned bottles can hold two kilograms, a pack of nearly eight kilograms. If you carry it to the imperial capital like this, it will take several days for your arms to recover. By the way, put the quilt, cotton-padded clothes Take down the cotton shoes and let's go to the post office."

    "Go now?" Zhenxing asked.

    Song Zhaodi: "I feel it's too late now. Hurry up, the post office will be closed if you wait any longer."

    "Mom, do you think that the four of them go out and the family has grown bigger." Sanwa jumped down and pointed at the brothers.

    Song Zhaodi: "Not only is the house empty, but if you fight with others in the future, no one will help you."

    "That's right." Sanwa thought about it carefully, "It's okay, I'll take a few more younger brothers. Well, who would like to be my younger brother, when I'm waiting for the college entrance examination, I'll lend him the workbook to copy. ."

    Dawa was happy: "Sanwazi, do you think you are me?"

    "Of course I'm not you, I'm better than you." Sanwa said, "Your English test is only 70 points, mother is embarrassed to tell others, you have taken your English test. Wait for me to test. In college, you must have at least 90 percent in the English test."

    Song Zhaodi: "Then you have to study hard from today. Otherwise, even if your English test is 90 points, the perfect score will not be higher than your eldest brother."

    "Mother, who are you looking for?" Sanwa asked, "He's leaving soon, and I'll be the only one who will help you in the future."

    Er ​​Wa couldn't help it: "You think me and Zhen Gang are dead?"