Stepmother

    Song Zhaodi smiled wryly: "It's not that I'm too nervous, but the situation of the Shen family is a bit complicated. When the enemy is unknown, it's better to be cautious."

    The baby seemed to understand but nodded: "Mother is right."

    "Whatever I say, you are right." Song Zhaodi turned around to take the vegetable bowl, just in time to see him frowning and thinking, "I also have times when I'm wrong."

    The big baby blurted out: "You did something wrong, and Dad will remind you. Dad didn't say anything, but what mother said was right." The voice fell, and Zhong Jianguo came back.

    Song Zhaodi was surprised: "So fast?"

    "Captain Shen didn't come in, give us a bag of coconut milk candy at the door." Zhong Jianguo said, "I seem to have forgotten to tell you that Commander Shen was transferred from the South China Sea Fleet. "

    "You didn't say it." Song Zhaodi grabbed a handful of candy and distributed it to several children, and looked at Zhong Jianguo unexpectedly: "This head of Shen is quite a man."

    "It's not him." Zhong Jianguo said, "When I went out to open the door, there was a woman in her 60s standing in his yard. She should have called him here."

    Song Zhaodi asked curiously, "Do you still allow your own mother to accompany the army?"

    "If there is only one old mother in the family, the army can only agree. As for whether this is the case in the family of the head of Shen, I don't know." Zhong Jianguo said, "Prepare to return the salute, I Deliver it later."

    Big baby smacking her lips: "Mother, this coconut milk candy is as delicious as our family's milk candy."

    "You can eat." Song Zhaodi patted his head, "Send the candy upstairs, no more candy, wait for dinner." As he spoke, he took out a sieve from under the chopping board, "When the Lin family moved out, the woman from the Chen family chopped up all the vegetables in the yard and took them away. Now the yard is bare, and you can't find even a single spinach.

    Zhong Jianguo: "How much?"

    "Enough for their family to eat until tomorrow morning." Song Zhaodi thought about it: "Spinach, lettuce, cabbage, and some green onions."

    In those days, Song Zhaodi wanted to move the white birch flowers to the side of the fence, for fear that the flowers could not be planted by the wall, and the remaining flowers would be thrown away. Order a few wooden boxes and prepare to plant the remaining flowers.

    Sister Duan said that she also wanted to plant some flowers, Song Zhaodi sent the remaining flowers to Liu's house, and a few wooden boxes were useless. Later, Song Zhaodi used three wooden boxes to grow green onions and garlic sprouts.

    When the sun is outside in winter, the wooden box is placed in the yard, and at night, it is moved to the kitchen and placed by the fire. The temperature in the kitchen is high, and the green onions and garlic sprouts are flourishing.

    The weather is nice today, onions and garlic sprouts are outside to breathe, Zhong Jianguo went outside to pick a handful of garlic sprouts and green onions, and came in and asked Song Zhaodi: "Is this enough?"

    Song Zhaodi turned her head and looked at it, feeling a little distressed. They all eat green onions at home, and Zhong Jianguo uprooted them by the roots...and pulled out nearly two kilograms: "Enough."

    "Then I'll chop vegetables." Zhong Jianguo turned around and stopped again, "Self-reliance, big baby, come with me."

    The three of them chopped more than a catty of spinach, two catties of lettuce and cabbage, and the sieve could not fit, so Zhong Jianguo called to stop.

    Dawa has never been a stingy person, but seeing his father so willing, he still couldn't help smacking his tongue: "Dad, I still remember that I used to send a lot of food to Qu Zhuangzhuang's family, and then they Give me lots of seaweed?"

    "Son, here and there." Zhong Jianguo said, "The Qu family is not our neighbor, and Qu Zhuangzhuang's father is not your father's comrade-in-arms, and the Qu family also has vegetables. Nothing." Handed the sickle to him, "Go back to the house to eat. I'll come when I go."

    A moment later, Zhong Jianguo came back with the empty sieve and patted Dawa's head to signal him to look.

    Dawa was surprised: "Hey, Headmaster Shen really didn't give you anything?"

    Zhong Jianguo washed his hands and came back, took the chopsticks to eat the meat, and said, "I didn't dare to look around. However, I saw Shen Xuancheng's daughter-in-law. She looks like a—"

    "Pretty?" Song Zhaodi said for him.

    Zhong Jianguo glanced at Song Zhaodi and said seriously: "The nose is not as tall as you, the eyes are not as big as you, and the mouth shape is not as good-looking as you. But people are more beautiful than you."

    "Look carefully enough." Song Zhaodi is neither yin nor yang, "Do you regret marrying me?"

    Zhong Jianguo thought about it for a while: "I don't regret it."

    Zhong Dawa breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought my father would say yes."

    "Your dad doesn't want to sleep on the bench tonight." Zhong Jianguo blurted out.

    Reborn said: "So Dad really wants to say that he regrets it?"

    "You two don't pick things up." Zhong Jianguo said, "your mother's facial features, Shen Xuancheng's daughter-in-law looks like that, that's right, Xiaojiabiyu. I said they look better than you. The mother is beautiful, but her skin is fair. One white one hides a hundred ugliness, Teacher Xiao Song."

    Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him: "It's as if I like to tan myself."

    "Then they came from Hainan." Zhong Jianguo said, "Hainan is much hotter than here."

    Song Zhaodi: "She stays in the house every day. I stay in the house, who is going to teach the students? The firewood is gone, and I expect the children to go up the mountain to find firewood?" After a while, " Zhong Jianguo, if you want to change your daughter-in-law, just say it, don't make it up with me."

    "I don't mean that." Zhong Jianguo thought, I'm afraid you will run away.

    Song Zhaodi: "But I hear your tone, and it does mean that."

    "That's behind your ears, you heard it wrong." Zhong Jianguo blurted out.

    The big baby couldn't help but tut: "Dad, you've become more powerful once you go out."

    "Dad has also been addicted to mouth." Zili said, "We can't deprive us of this. Otherwise, Dad will feel boring to live."

    Zhong Jianguo smiled, tilted his head and looked at Zili next to him: "Okay. I really didn't raise you in vain."

    Zi Li's face flushed red, he opened his mouth to explain, and got a slap on the back of the head... Looking at the big hand that was slowly withdrawn, Zi Li suddenly felt that he should be more ruthless.

    Song Zhaodi glanced at her self-reliance: "Does your head hurt?"

    "It hurts a little." Self-reliance said truthfully, "I'm stunned."

    Song Zhaodi: "Just get used to it."

    I choked on my own, almost choking on my own saliva. Look at Zhong Jianguo, his father was busy eating, and then looked at Song Zhaodi, his mother lowered her head to drink porridge, and couldn't help but slander, is there such a parent? Not to mention comforting him.

    Fortunately, Song Zhaodi did not have the ability to read minds.

    Although the Zhong family received coconut milk candy from the Shen family, they also sent a gift in return. After the meal, Song Zhaodi still detained the children at home, intending to find out the situation of the Shen family and let a few children go crazy.

    The next morning, because school was about to start, Song Zhaodi didn't sleep in.

    At half past six, Zhong Jianguo got up, and Song Zhaodi followed.

    The couple went downstairs to brush their teeth and wash their faces, while Song Zhaodi went to the kitchen to cook porridge. Zhong Jianguo took the big tub of clothes that he had changed last night to do the laundry.

    When he got to the water pressure well, Zhong Jianguo straightened up and saw the person on the opposite side. Immediately, he shouted loudly, "Headmaster Shen, where's the laundry?"

    Clap!

    Shen Xuancheng's clothes fell to the ground, his face changed greatly, his expression panicked, he looked around, met Zhong Jianguo's eyes, and quickly said: "No, no, you are wrong, I just help dry the clothes."

    Zhong Jianguo twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw this, afraid that others would know about the laundry? Worse than him. So he deliberately asked: "Really? Are the clothes washed by your lover?"

    "Yes, yes." Shen Xuancheng nodded again and again.

      You can't dry it, you have to wash it again."

    Shen Xuancheng looked down and wondered, why is this Captain Zhong's eyes so good? He raised his head again, pretending to be calm: "Really? I don't know, then I'll press some water to flush."

    Zhong Jianguo coughed lightly: "You have to wash it well, if you don't wash it cleanly, it's uncomfortable to wear on your body." After speaking, he sat down and covered his mouth and laughed.

    "You are really bad enough." Song Zhaodi came out to pick vegetables with a sieve, just when she saw Zhong Jianguo's wicked smile, and was about to ask him why he was smiling, when she heard Shen Xuancheng's flawed words.

    I heard that Shen Xuancheng was afraid that people would know that he was washing clothes, so Song Zhaodi did not go out, and planned to go out to pick vegetables in a while.

    Zhong Jianguo coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense. I see that Captain Shen doesn't understand, so I'll teach him."

    "You understand." Song Zhaodi glared at him and said helplessly, "You are a father, so you can't set a good example for your children?"

    Zhong Jianguo shrugged: "The child didn't get up again, and he couldn't see his father." He glanced at the next door, "Header Shen squatted down, you can go pick vegetables. Later Call the big baby to get up and help you make a fire."

    "No need." Song Zhaodi said, "Fry a pot of green vegetables, and it will be fine in a while." Afraid that Shen Xuancheng would be uncomfortable, Song Zhaodi picked a few lettuce and went back to the house.

    Zhong Jianguo saw that the trousers of Sanwa and Dawa were very dirty, he thought about it, took out the mallet, fished out the trousers, put them on the bluestone board, and slammed them down.

    Zhong Dawa sat up: "The bed collapsed?"

    "No collapse." Reborn also woke up.

    Standing up and holding the cotton pants: "Go down and have a look. Second baby, third baby, don't sleep."

    Shen Xuancheng's body staggered, and he quickly supported the ground. Hearing a "bang" again, he staggered a bit, stood up and wanted to ask Zhong Jianguo what happened. Looking up, Zhong Jianguo was holding a wooden stick and beating something.

    He stood on tiptoe and saw the things on the ground clearly, Shen Xuancheng rubbed his eyes subconsciously, the things did not disappear, Zhong Jianguo was also there, and asked in disbelief: "Master Zhong, you, why are you washing clothing?"

    "I've been doing laundry." Zhong Jianguo asked, "What's wrong?"

    Shen Xuancheng opened his mouth: "No, it's nothing. That is, why isn't your lover washing clothes?"

    "I wash all the clothes in our house." Zhong Jianguo raised his eyebrows, "It's not as good as you, your lover does the laundry, you can help dry it."