Stepmother

    The second baby and the third baby opened their eyes and looked at Song Zhaodi blankly, puzzled, not understanding why Song Zhaodi lifted their quilt.

    "Get up." Song Zhaodi said.

    Erwa didn't move: "It's only seven o'clock, mother."

    "Your dad has already cooked." Song Zhaodi said with a smile.

    Sanwa turned over and sat up: "Mother, give me my clothes, give me."

    Since Sanwa's 4th birthday last year, Song Zhaodi told Dawa, Zili and Rehabilitation that she is not allowed to help Sanwa get dressed in the future. Otherwise, Sanwa will be taken care of like a waste.

    Several children don't want a trash younger brother, no matter how Sanwa asks for a few older brothers, they will no longer help Sanwa.

    Song Zhaodi threw the clothes to Sanwa, and when Sanwa was dressed, she arranged for him. Then take a few children downstairs.

    Going downstairs, Sanwa didn't wash her face and hands, she asked, "Brother, did Dad cook bad food this time?"

    "It's better than last year, it's a normal level." Zhong Dawa made a serious comment, "Dad will make breakfast in the future."

    Zhong Jianguo's hand trembled, and the spoon in his hand almost fell into the steel pot: "Dad, don't scare Dad."

    "Dad, I also like to eat your cooking." Gengsheng continued.

    Zhong Jianguo put down the bowl and wiped his face: "Mr. Song, do you think it's appropriate?"

    "Do you think it's suitable?" Song Zhaodi asked with a half-smile.

    Zhong Jianguo wanted to say, it was very inappropriate, but thinking of the stupid thing he did yesterday, he said insincerely: "It's quite appropriate." After speaking, he glared at Dawa and Gengsheng, watching the fun. If it's a big matter, standing and talking without back pain, I will beat you two sooner or later.

    Song Zhaodi smiled.

    The next morning, Song Zhaodi did not let Zhong Jianguo cook.

    She kicked Zhong Jianguo, Zhong Jianguo grabbed her leg, it was a conditioned reflex. Song Zhaodi was really angry when she fell, and she wanted to scratch Zhong Jianguo's face. When she saw Zhong Jianguo roll in through the window, most of her anger disappeared.

    Zhong Jianguo took the initiative to cook breakfast again, and it was rare that the vegetables had not been fried so salty, and the porridge was cooked just fine. Song Zhaodi wanted to be angry with him, but couldn't.

    Speaking of which, Song Zhaodi cried, which really scared Zhong Jianguo. Although Zhong Jianguo knew that Song Zhaodi was not such a squeamish person, and it was her intention to cry, but after the fight, Song Zhaodi beat or beat Zhong Jianguo, and Zhong Jianguo never dared to fight back.

    That goes a long way.

    Song Zhaodi went back to school and continued to teach students English, but did not follow the teaching in the textbook.

    The students also found that not only Song Zhaodi, but also the Chinese and mathematics teachers did not follow the textbooks when they were in class. Interspersed with a lot of content they have not heard, even in the third grade textbooks can not find.

    Students were curious and asked the teachers of each subject. The reason given by the teacher is that learning should not be limited to the content of books, but also know how to draw inferences from other facts.

    The math and English teachers say that, no problem.

    The language teacher also said the same?

    Students didn't believe it. When they got home, they told their parents that the school not only changed the timetable, but also taught a lot of knowledge points that were not in the books. As a result, I was pushed back by my parents saying, "The teacher wants to give you everything he knows, so you can give me a good study".

    The students are honest.

    Teachers continue to teach with rewritten lesson plans.

    On May 28th, which is also the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, Song Zhaodi received greetings from Binhai and news from Zhao Yin.

    The good news has to be shared with everyone. After Song Zhaodi read the letter, she put it away and put it on the table as before.

    At half past five in the afternoon, Dawa came back with his brothers and brothers, and Zhong Jianguo also came back.

    When I entered the door, I heard the big baby was reading the letter, Zhong Jianguo glanced at it, it was his elder brother's handwriting, and said, "Speak louder, start from the beginning."

    "I'm almost finished." Zhong Dawa simply gave him the letter, "You can read it yourself."

    Zhong Jianguo took it over and saw that there were two sheets of paper, so densely written that people who had been tired all day could not bother to read them, so he asked Song Zhaodi, "What's the matter?"

    Song Zhaodi said while making sandals, "The day we went back to bury your father, I told my sister-in-law to ask him to go to my cousin's ex-husband and tell the people over there, let's one Give her fifty dollars a month, remember?"

    "Remember." Zhong Jianguo said, "Let's give her fifty a year, you called my sister-in-law and said to the outside world that you will give so much money a month, my stepmother's son will definitely be moved, after all, in rural areas The days are not well-off. Even if you know you can't get it, you will come to ask.

    "Once they find my stepmother, because of Zhao Yin's character, they will yell at me if they don't give it to me. There may be a fight at that time. My sister-in-law thinks it's rude to do such a thing, so she doesn't agree. Look at the expressions of your mothers, she is really looking for her big brother?"

    Song Zhaodi: "She didn't look for it. Your eldest brother went to find his eldest brother. The eldest sister-in-law's maiden family supported the eldest brother in doing so, and went to Zhao Yin's ex-husband Murakami in the afternoon to release the news.

    "February and March, when the countryside is not connected. It is estimated that the family's life is not easy, so I went to Binhai to find Zhao Yin last month. Big brother heard Zhao Yin's neighbors say that the family I didn't ask for money, I just needed a few kilograms of food stamps. Zhao Yin scolded people when he opened his mouth, and he didn't know where the wild seed came from."

    "Scolding like that?" Zhong Jianguo was dumbfounded.

    Song Zhaodi pouted: "It's written in the letter, you can see for yourself, it's on the second page."

    Zhong Jianguo hurriedly pulled out the second page, took a closer look, and almost choked on his saliva: "Then the brothers took his grandmother to my stepmother's house?"

    "Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "The old lady is seventy-eight this year. She is not sick, but her legs and feet are not good. Ask Zhao Yin to help them raise them."

    Zhong Jianguo was afraid of missing it, and read it word by word: "These brothers are also immoral. My own grandmother, let others provide for them."

    "You can drive Zhao Yin out, do you think this old lady is a bully?" Song Zhaodi laughed, "Maybe it was the old lady's own idea."

    Zhong Jianguo snorted: "This one is not good enough. My stepmother has been married to my father for more than 20 years. After so many years of no contact, as soon as I heard that I had money, I came to the door, how embarrassed what."

    "Poverty is in the downtown area and no one asks, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains. This kind of thing is normal." Song Zhaodi said, "Besides, she can tell her two sons that she is not like this. A lot of money. Or she has to keep her money for Shengli to marry a daughter-in-law. No matter what the reason is, it is better than opening her mouth and scolding people. She speaks ugly, so you can't blame others for being ugly. "

    Self-reliance disagrees: "Mother, what you said is wrong, the son born by that grandma before should not go to that grandma."

    "My cousin's two sons don't look for her. When she retires later, if she has nothing to do, she may come to our house." Song Zhaodi said.

    Self-reliance: "But—"

    "Don't be so. Most people's lives are tight." Song Zhaodi said, "If people are rich, Zhao Yin gives them money, and they don't necessarily want them.

     "Life is not easy, and there is a chance to make my family feel better. Even if this chance is very slim, people want to try it. Besides, that person is not an outsider who is not related by blood." After a pause, "Really speaking, it is still forced by life."

    Zhong Jianguo: "Your mother is right. In fact, when normal people see that their former children are not doing well, they will help to some extent. Even if they give two catties of food stamps. Unfortunately, my stepmother is not normal. People, doing things is too good. By the way, when the elder brother said that he wrote to us, the old lady was still at my stepmother's house. What does she eat? "

    "My cousin only has that house. Even if she doesn't want to go home, she has to go home." Song Zhaodi said, "What Zhao Yin eats she eats. She is so old, Zhao Yin does not Dare to starve her to death."

    Zhong Dawa doesn't believe it: "Don't grandma dare? Aunt said that grandpa was mad at grandma."

    Speaking of Father Zhong, Song Zhaodi didn't want to laugh. After all, he did not respect the dead, but when he thought of what he did, Song Zhaodi couldn't respect him either: "If your grandfather drank rat poison and died, the police would not Evidence, you can't arrest your grandma, and your grandma has to carry the reputation of killing her husband.

    "But your grandfather drank the medicine and regretted it later. Tell people that he doesn't want to die. For such a big matter of life and death, he made it like a child's play, and people would only say that he wanted to die. After a pause, "you ask your father, does he dare to say that your grandfather was forced to death by your grandmother?"

    "Your grandmother is responsible for your grandfather's death, and you can't blame her entirely." Zhong Jianguo said, "Your grandfather is rich and can walk on his legs, so he is not happy, you can take advantage of Zhao Yin is not at home, go to the cooperative city to buy delicious food to comfort yourself."

    The big baby nodded: "Dad is right, grandpa is really stupid."

    "Reply to eldest brother." Zhong Jianguo said, "Remember to tell eldest brother, don't worry about stepmother, she has sons and daughters, was beaten with blood, and has her own sons and daughters to help her. She's pissed."

    Song Zhaodi nodded: "Is there anything else to explain?"

    "No more." Zhong Jianguo said, and suddenly thought, "The eldest of the eldest brother's family should go to junior high school?"

    Song Zhaodi: "It's as old as our family's self-reliance, and it's earlier than self-reliance to go to school. This year, I'm only in the fourth grade."

    "I saw she was taller than she was self-reliant, I thought she was twelve or thirteen years old." Zhong Jianguo said.

    Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "The year you enlisted in the army, your eldest brother got married. You have only been a soldier for twelve years."

    "I haven't counted the time." Zhong Jianguo felt a little uncomfortable, "Stop talking, write quickly."

    The eldest baby turned her head and asked Rehabilitation: "What's your father's name like that?"

    "I want to cover up." Gengsheng spit out four words.

    Zhong Jianguo turned his head suddenly: "Zhong Gengsheng, what did you say, say it again?!"

    "I'm hungry." Gengsheng turned to Song Zhaodi, "Mother, write again tomorrow, let's cook first."

    Song Zhaodi thought about it: "Also. Do you want to eat bean noodles, noodles, or steamed buns?"

    "Bean noodles." Zhong Dawa said, "Put some tomatoes and eggs, it's very delicious."

    Song Zhaodi nodded: "That's right. So, Zhong Dawa, you and Zili have a piece of noodles, and I will help you roll the noodles."

    "Mother..." Dawa was not happy, "Ma Zhenxing said that making noodles is the job of a girl's family, I am a boy, I should not make noodles."

    Song Zhaodi: "Then let's eat steamed bread today and eat cold tomato, cucumber and lettuce. And it's a cold salad without oil."

    Pull the big baby independently: "Let's make noodles."

    "I don't want to go." Zhong Dawa didn't move.

    Zhong Jianguo smiled and said: "You don't say it yourself, don't show off, you can cook, who knows you can make noodles?"

    Zhong Dawa thought to herself: "It seems so."

    "Nonsense!" Zhong Jianguo glared at him, "Hurry up. Don't tell everyone what you have learned in the future."

    Zhong Dawa murmured, "I don't dare to say it."

    Song Zhaodi passed by him, rubbed the big baby's head, and said, "Second baby, third baby, let's go pick tomatoes."

    "Mom, I want to eat a red tomato first." Sanwa said, "I'm hungry too."

    Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "I remember there are only two red tomatoes in the tomato field, Erwa, do you want to eat one too?"

    "Can I?" Erwa asked.

    Zhong Jianguo followed and said, "Yes. But I have to ask you, what's in the noodles later?"

    "Put, put green vegetables." Zhong Erwa said, "Mother, let's put amaranth. There are a lot of amaranth by the fence. If you don't eat it, you will grow old."

    Song Zhaodi looked back: "Be quiet, don't let your brother hear you."

    Erwa hurriedly asked, "Mother agrees?"

    Song Zhaodi went to the tomato field and picked off the two red tomatoes and handed them to Erwa: "Wash them before eating."

    "Mother, do you still put eggs in the noodles?" Erwa reminded her, "Without tomato and no eggs, brother will be very angry."

    Song Zhaodi: "One person, one poached egg."

    Daddy doesn't like noodles, if he makes tomato egg noodles, he can eat a big bowl.

    After reconciling the noodles, Zhong Dawa went out and called Song Zhaodi, asking her to check the hardness of the noodles. Because the noodles need to be firmer.

    When I got to the door, the big baby saw that the third baby was holding a big tomato in his hand, and the second baby had one in his hand, and he had eaten half of it... Immediately, his cheeks bulged, and he shouted: "Mother, he They ate the tomatoes."

    "My mother gave it." The two brothers said in unison and sold Song Zhaodi.

    Zhong Dawa does not believe: "Mother, isn't it true?"

    "It's true." Zhong Jianguo said, "Your mother is so bad. I told you before that you still don't believe me."

    The big baby looked at Zhong Jianguo: "Is Dad happy?"

    "No, no." Zhong Jianguo didn't dare to offend his son, "Your mother said that as compensation, I will make you a cold salad."

    Zhong Dawa: "A cold dish without refueling?"

    Zhong Jianguo choked: "Song Zhaodi, stop laughing, your son is angry."

    Jokes need to be done in moderation. Song Zhaodi: "Can you shoot cucumbers?"

    Zhong Dawa snorted: "No! You roll noodles."

    "Okay." Song Zhaodi smiled and went to the kitchen to kick out the self-reliance and rehabilitation, and called Zhong Jianguo in to peel the garlic.

    Zhong Jianguo sat next to the earthen stove and watched her bending over to roll the dough.

    "It's just two tomatoes." Song Zhaodi said, "The second baby and the third baby are not greedy. Time to make tomato egg noodles."

    Zhong Jianguo: "Aren't you afraid that the baby will be angry and ignore you?"

    "Your son is not such a careful person." Song Zhaodi said, "Seriously, the eyes of a few children will grow big, have you considered what they will learn in the future?"

    Zhong Jianguo: "I don't mind what I want to learn."

    "You don't tell them what majors are in the university, they know what to study?" Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him, "I'll go out in two days to see if I can still pick up books, pick up more. ."

    Zhong Jianguo: "I don't think I can find it. It's been several years since the revolution started, and the books in the school should be composted."

    "Then you have to try." Song Zhaodi said, "If you don't try, even if you know you can't find it, you will be a little unwilling."

    Zhong Jianguo: "That means Aunt Liu is with you. She can also take the opportunity to see Liu Ping. By the way, Liu Ping is about to give birth, right?"

    "There are still more than two months." Song Zhaodi said, "Just after the dog days, the weather starts to turn cold."

    Zhong Jianguo: "If you can pick a day like this, you won't be a man in one fell swoop, right?"

    Song Zhaodi smiled, "If she can give birth to a son, she will really become the ancestor of the Jin family."

    "How do you say that?" Zhong Jianguo asked.

    Song Zhaodi: "My eldest sister told me that Jin Lihui's two older brothers gave birth to daughters. Liu Ping herself married and had another eldest grandson. Jin Lihui's parents must treat her as a treasure."

    "It's possible. Like my sister-in-law, marrying my brother is considered a marriage. I didn't give birth to a son for my brother, and when I talked to my brother, I could feel that my sister-in-law lacked confidence. " Zhong Jianguo said and sighed, "Unfortunately, I can't find someone like me with a lantern, who prefers women over men and wants a daughter. No one wants to give birth."

    "Blame me?" Song Zhaodi asked.