Stepmother

    Shen Xuancheng was so shocked that he didn't hear Zhong Jianguo's words at all. He just felt that he still didn't wake up, and pinched him on the leg: "You wash?!"

    "That's right." Zhong Jianguo was very surprised, "Just do some laundry. Looking at your expression, why are you more surprised than Lao Jiang called?"

    Shen Xuancheng was stunned: "No, it's not surprising." It's shocking, "You, it doesn't look like you can do laundry. No, I mean, I thought all your clothes were Teacher Song. wash."

    "Mr. Song is busy cooking." Zhong Jianguo said, "Our family has a clear division of labor. She cooks and I wash clothes. She washes the pot, I wash the dishes, she wipes the table, and I sweep the floor. ."

    Shen Xuancheng swallowed: "You, your family is so fine?"

    "It's okay." Zhong Jianguo said while kneading his clothes, no longer looking at Shen Xuancheng's expression, "The family is not the only one for Teacher Song. I have her to have this family, housework. It should have been done by two people.”

    The five children who entered the living room looked at each other, who was the speaker?

    The big baby asked in a low voice, "Is that our father?"

    "When did my dad have such a high level of consciousness?"

    Rebirth: "He doesn't want to have either."

    "Brother, I want to pee." Seeing that the brothers were speaking in a low voice, Sanwa lowered her voice consciously.

    He stretched out his hand: "I'll lead you."

    "Let's go out and have a look too." Regen was still holding the urinal, "This one has to be given to our dad too."

    The baby nodded.

    Shen Xuancheng was thinking about Zhong Jianguo's words, and felt that what he said seemed very reasonable. Looking up to praise Zhong Jianguo, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "This, these five children are all your sons?!"

    "That's right." Zhong Jianguo looked up at the children who came to him, and sighed, "Five and a half children, washing their clothes every day can tire Laozi to death." He paused. Dayton, "I will do my own laundry in two years. I'm not tired anymore, I can eat poor Laozi."

    Reborn put down the urinal and ran to his side: "Dad, I'll help you wash your clothes."

    "Your hands are weak and you can't rub them cleanly." Zhong Jianguo pointed at the urinal, "Pour two scoops of water into the spinach field."

    Self-reliance: "I'll take care of it, rehabilitate, but you can't take it." As he spoke, he went to take the gourd ladle that he usually used to water vegetables, and poured two ladle of water into the urinal. When he turned around, he saw The person by the fence next door whispered, "Dad, that Captain Shen is still there."

    "Still still?" Zhong Jianguo thought he was gone, raised his head and saw Shen Xuancheng standing there like a pillar, raised his eyebrows, was he shocked by washing clothes? So he asked, "Headmaster Shen, what are you looking at?"

    Shen Xuancheng woke up suddenly and shook his head: "No, I didn't see anything." When he said that, he was shocked and had nothing to say, "Headmaster Zhong's family is really nice, five sons. "

    Zhong Jianguo frowned, what does this mean? He said it just now, half the eldest son eats the poor old man... Suddenly he thought that Shen Xuancheng had two daughters, and sighed: "What's the matter, I'd rather have five daughters." After a while, "The oldest of them is twelve years old, the youngest is twelve years old. Five years old, steamed steamed buns in a steel pot, one pot is not enough. If there are five little girls, half a pot is enough."

    "It's true that girls have a small appetite." Shen Xuancheng said, realizing that something was wrong, "Captain Zhong, you, when I came, I heard that you were a college student, when you were in college Married?"

    Zhong Jianguo fished out the clothes and emptied the dirty water in the basin: "I got married after graduating from college. Who told me?"

    "Your eldest son is twelve years old, isn't it?" Shen Xuancheng wanted to say, isn't it yours? Afraid of making a mistake, just stop.

    Zhong Jianguo said, "Self-reliance and rebirth were picked up by Mr. Song at the train station."

    "Pick it up?" Shen Xuancheng couldn't help swallowing, "Which train station did you pick it up?"

    Zhong Jianguo: "Binhai Railway Station. The one who is most like me is the eldest son born to my ex-wife and me. His mother died for several years."

    "Then your family..." The situation is complicated enough. Shen Xuancheng didn't dare to say, "Your house is really lively."

    Zhong Jianguo smiled and said, "Yes. It's like fighting a war all day. Self-reliance, rebirth, big baby, the three of you wash off the foam on your clothes, and I'll help Teacher Song set the fire."

    "Have you washed it?" Shen Xuancheng asked quickly.

    Zhong Jianguo stood up, twisted his waist, and moved his muscles and bones: "It has been washed, but it has not been rinsed clean. A few children can." After saying that, he waved at Shen Xuancheng, turned around and entered the room .

    Song Zhaodi heard the footsteps getting closer and closer: "It's just right, set the fire, I'll fry eggs."

    "Aren't you curious about the situation?" Zhong Jianguo looked at Song Zhaodi and asked.

    Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "How do you feel about unilateral crushing?"

    Zhong Jianguo was a little uncomfortable: "He was making too much fuss, I thought it was funny to tease him. Also, he was doing laundry and pretending to me."

      A golden egg pancake was ready in an instant.

    Zhong Jianguo sniffed: "It's really fragrant!"

    "Why don't you be honest, learn to cook with me seriously, and then continue to crush?" Song Zhaodi asked.

    Zhong Jianguo moved his mouth and almost blurted out, okay. The words stopped in time at the throat, "The battle situation is a bit tragic today. If there is continuous shelling, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on. As for cooking, we'll talk about it later."

    "Virtue." Song Zhaodi gave him a white look.

    Zhong Jianguo said with a smile: "It's good."

    "You have no shame." Song Zhaodi suddenly felt speechless and funny, "Put the dishes out."

    Zhong Jianguo took the plate and couldn't help but say, "Mr. Song, do you think Colonel Shen's lover can cook? I suspect he has to cook after washing his clothes."

    "Fuck still." Song Zhaodi reminded him.

    Zhong Jianguo shook his head: "The old lady is getting old, if Headmaster Shen feels sorry for his mother, he will definitely not let his mother do it." Without waiting for Song Zhaodi to answer, he walked out with an egg cake , said, "I'll have to find out what he's saying another day."

    Song Zhaodi followed behind with a pot of porridge: "If Headmaster Shen knows how to cook, will you learn to cook with me?"

    "Don't learn." Zhong Jianguo blurted out, "I can crush him without learning."

    "You are even more naive than Sanwa." Song Zhaodi put down the pot and turned to the kitchen to get the tableware.

    Zhong Jianguo snorted twice: "You take care of me." He went to the door and told his sons to brush their teeth, wash their faces and eat.

    When Shen Xuancheng heard that the Zhong family had eaten, he quickly fished out his clothes. Because the fabric of the clothes is all cotton and linen, if you wring out the water, the clothes will be wrinkled when they dry. Therefore, whether it was Zhong Jianguo or Shen Xuancheng, they all fished out the clothes and threw them on the rope.

    The clothes outside looked like it was raining, and the kitchen of the Shen family was crackling like an explosion.

    Shen Xuancheng wiped his hands and got into the kitchen, and quickly took the spatula from his wife's hand: "I'll fry it."

    "Let her stir fry." Mother Shen frowned, "I haven't learned how to stir fry for several years. When I die, what will you eat?!"

    Shen Xuancheng smiled awkwardly: "Mother, your health is fine. Don't talk about death all day long."

    "I'm not talking about you." Mother Shen sighed, "I teach your daughter-in-law how to cook, you protect me, I teach her to do laundry, and you protect me. I can't move tomorrow. , you, you went out to fight, and you didn't come back for ten days and a half months, how did her mother three live?"

    Shen Xuancheng: "This, let's talk about it later."

    "Yes, I won't say it, so I won't be bothered." Mother Shen turned to go out, and when she walked to the door, she suddenly thought, "Who were you talking to just now? Is it Captain Zhong?"

    Shen Xuancheng's eyes filled with joy: "Yeah. When I came, I heard that Headmaster Zhong was from the city, or a college student, and thought he was like the master of our village, but I didn't expect that the laundry was better than me. Also neat."

    Mother Shen frowned and looked at her son: "Where is his daughter-in-law?"

    "I cook in the house." Shen Xuancheng said, "It's the same as our family. One does the laundry and the other cooks."

    Mother Shen said thoughtfully: "Really?"

    "Yes, yes." Shen Xuancheng said, "They have all eaten."

    Mother Shen gave him a deep look, then turned to go upstairs to open the box, found a paper bag the size of a palm, and put it in her sleeve, feeling that it was well hidden before going downstairs.

    At the door of Zhong's house, Mother Shen looked at the open door of Zhong's house and glanced at her own house, afraid that she would call her son out, think about it, and walk in directly.

    Zhong Jianguo was distributing egg pancakes to his sons when he looked up at the door and was shocked. I want to scold when I open my mouth. Every one of them learns the stinky faults from their mothers. They never knock on the door when they come to his house. Zhou Shufen is like this, Aunt Liu is like this, and Shen Xuancheng is like this.

    "Auntie, is there anything wrong?" Song Zhaodi knew about Zhong Jianguo, and when she saw him frowning, she quickly said, "Come in."

    Mother Shen saw the rope full of clothes and dripping water as soon as she entered the hospital. When she entered the room and saw the Zhong family eating, she was sure that her son didn't lie to her this time: "It's nothing. Headmaster Zhong was too polite and gave our family so many vegetables. We came all the way and didn't bring anything. This bag Kudingcha, please accept it."

    "Thank you, Auntie." Song Zhaodi took it over, "Has Auntie eaten? Sit down and eat together."

    Mother Shen waved her hand: "Thank you, Teacher Song, our house is ready." After speaking, she went out, and when she saw Song Zhaodi following out, she quickly said, "Don't give it away, everyone is Neighbors, not outsiders."

    "Okay, auntie, slow down." Song Zhaodi stopped and turned back when she saw her exit the door.

    The big baby opened the paper bag and laughed: "Dad, what did you say yesterday? Let me hear it again."

    "I said yesterday that I wanted to beat you today." Zhong Jianguo lowered his face, "Is it an itchy face or an itchy butt?"

    Song Zhaodi took the paper bag and wrapped it again: "Student Zhong Jianqiang, don't make fun of your dad, we accepted tea from others, and the trouble is later."

    "What's the trouble with tea?" Erwa asked curiously.

    Song Zhaodi: "You haven't found the problem yet? Whether it's yesterday's coconut milk candy or today's tea, it's the mother and son of the Shen family who come forward. The relationship between people is the hostess' business. But you see What does Captain Shen's lover look like?"

    "Mr. Song, eat, eat." Zhong Jianguo said, "I believe that no matter it is a flood or a beast, you can handle it with ease."

    Song Zhaodi gave him a white look: "Don't put on a high hat for me."

    "No." Zhong Jianguo said solemnly, "I'll tell the truth. Wait, why did I hear someone calling me? It's not the Shen family again."

    I ran out to take a look: "Dad, it's the postman uncle. What should I go to see?"

    "Go quickly." Song Zhaodi said, "I hope it's not a bad thing."

    Zhong Jianguo swallowed the porridge in his mouth: "What's in the letter, even if it's not a good thing, it won't be a big deal." When the voice fell, seeing Zili come back, he reached out to Zili, and then removed it. Opening the letter, "A letter from the eldest brother-in-law, the letter says that your eldest sister is pregnant."

    "Pfft!" Song Zhaodi hurriedly covered her mouth, "Pregnant, pregnant? Big sister is in her thirties."

    Zhong Jianguo: "The eldest brother-in-law wrote below, saying that our family has five boys, their family has two boys, Liu Ping also has a son, and several families have no daughters, so I decided to fight, See if you can have a daughter."

    "Bullshit!" Song Zhaodi frowned, "Your eldest brother and two daughters, my second sister and a daughter, aren't they all women? Whose idea?"

    Zhong Jianguo continued to look down and said with a smile, "It wasn't anyone's idea. The eldest brother-in-law said that he was pregnant by accident. The doctor said that your sister is old and that abortion is not good for your health. I decided to give birth. Anyway, life is better now than a few years earlier, and I can raise a child. I just found out a few years ago, and the expected date of delivery is the end of the eighth lunar calendar. "

    "Why are you so careless?" Song Zhaodi frowned, "Abortion hurts the body, and childbirth hurts the body even more."

    Zhong Jianguo coughed twice: "See for yourself."

    "Anything else?" Song Zhaodi took it over and took a closer look. His brother-in-law asked Zhong Jianguo how to contraception, and his forehead was black, and he looked at the envelope again, which said "Zhong Jianguo received", and instantly I understand that the postman used to call her, but why did she suddenly call Zhong Jianguo today, "They, they, tell me what to say."

    Zhong Jianguo: "Don't say anything. Didn't you say a few days ago that Aunt Liu asked you for Sanwa's childhood clothes for Liu Ping's children, don't you want to give them. Exactly, both Send it to your sister."

    "But I don't want to give it." Sanwa said suddenly.

    Zhong Jianguo: "Don't give it to others, give it to you, brother Dali, and don't want to give it?"

    "Brother Dali?" Sanwa thought about it carefully, "Then give it to him. Brother Dali can give it."

    Song Zhaodi touched Sanwa's head: "I'll make you new clothes tomorrow."

    "Do it for me?" Erwa asked quickly.

    Song Zhaodi shook her head: "You can wear your brother's clothes."

    "Brother's clothes are all torn." Erwa said, "I want new clothes too."

    Song Zhaodi asked back: "Isn't it better if it is broken? It saves you from borrowing scissors from others and cutting the clothes with a click."