Chapter 12 Self-Introduction

After six o'clock, the sky was getting dark, Zhong Dawa woke up and pulled up her shoes and walked out. She was stunned when she saw the people sitting in the living room.

"You don't know me when you wake up?" Song Zhaodi raised her head when she heard the voice, "Your dad went shopping."

Zhong Dawa pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Do you want to pee?" Song Zhaodi asked, "Be careful when you go downstairs, I have to watch Sanwa."

There are also two wooden benches in the living room on the second floor. Song Zhaodi sits on one end of the benches and sews clothes, and there is a small quilt on the other end. On the quilt sleeps a child, who is the third child of the Zhong family.

Zhong Jianguo was not there, and Zhong Dawa didn't know how to get along with Song Zhaodi. He wanted to give Song Zhaodi a pair of eyes and add "bad woman". He found that the clothes in Song Zhaodi's hand belonged to him. The stairs go down slowly.

Song Zhaodi originally thought that even if the child didn't call her "bad woman", she would snort proudly. Seeing that he was so obedient, she raised her eyebrows quite unexpectedly.

"Wake up." Zhong Jianguo pushed open the small bamboo raft door and saw clearly that his eldest son was urinating on the flower again, feeling a headache, "Can't you go to the toilet?"

Zhong Dawa: "The toilet is too far." She said and looked at the door. Seeing that Song Zhaodi was not down, she waved to Zhong Jianguo and whispered, "Dad, she is sewing clothes for me."

"Who is she?" Zhong Jianguo asked knowingly.

Zhong Dawa pursed her lips and looked straight at Zhong Jianguo, you know who it is.

"Your mother." Zhong Jianguo said, "If you don't want to call mother, call mother. My son Zhong Jianguo is not dumb, but a good boy with good manners."

Zhong Dawa snorted and turned to leave.

Zhong Jianguo knew that this kind of thing couldn't be pushed too hard, so he followed up and asked, "How do you know your stepmother is sewing clothes for you?"

"I'm wearing it today." The child turned around and noticed that his dad was carrying a lot of things, his eyes lit up, "Dad, what did you buy?"

Zhong Jianguo: "Eggplant, cabbage, lettuce, greens, and onion, ginger, and garlic."

"No meat?" The child looked very disappointed, "I want to eat meat."

Zhong Jianguo: "Our family's money will buy you white rabbits, milk powder, and malted milk essence. I'll buy them after I've paid my salary."

"I still have a lot of money left, enough to buy a chicken." Song Zhaodi was lying by the window on the second floor, "Buy some more chickens and ducks, I will raise chickens and ducks."

Zhong Jianguo raised his head and saw that there was still no smile on Song Zhaodi's face. He thought for a while: "I see. The big baby's clothes haven't been washed yet. I'll wash it for him, and you can sew it for him."

"A small piece of rot on the knee has been sewn." Song Zhaodi cut the thread, threw the trousers in the basin, and put the third baby on the bed, before leading the second baby, who was staring, downstairs.

In the late afternoon, Song Zhaodi did not plan to cook dinner, and was afraid that the two children would wake up hungry in the middle of the night, so she fried garlic lettuce, scrambled eggs with shallots for the two children, and cooked some rice porridge.

A plate of green oil, a plate of scrambled eggs with green onions in yellow, and white rice porridge looks extra refreshing. Zhong Jianguo had a great appetite, and Zhong Dawa knelt on the bench and ate a mouthful of porridge and two eggs without raising his head.

Song Zhaodi was not hungry, so she fed the second baby to eat. Seeing the little guy eating, she was happy and curious: "Is it so delicious?"

"It's delicious." Zhong Jianguo said, "I've eaten lettuce before, but it's not as good as yours. I saw that you didn't put anything else, how did you make it?"

Song Zhaodi: "Apart from garlic and salt, it's just lard. I probably put a lot of oil in it. For example, my mother used a chopstick to poke a little bit of oil in cooking. The clear soup has little water and no taste at all."

Zhong Jianguo: "Maybe. Dawa, is it delicious?"

"Delicious." The child raised his head, met Song Zhaodi's eyes, blushed slightly, and turned to his dad, "Dad, are we really going to eat chicken tomorrow?"

Song Zhaodi: "Eat chicken tomorrow. However, you also have to help me take care of my two younger brothers, you can't run out to play. Otherwise, I won't do it if the chicken is killed."

"It will stink if you don't do it." Zhong Dawa blurted out.

Song Zhaodi said with a smile: "Then you may not know that smearing the chicken with salt can keep it for three to five months."

"Dad!" Zhong Dawa turned to find Zhong Jianguo, quickly help me.

Zhong Jianguo glanced at him: "Are you full? Go to bed when you are full."

"No." Zhong Dawa had almost eaten. However, he slept on the boat for a long time in the morning and again in the afternoon. He was not sleepy at all. So pick up the spoon and continue drinking the porridge.

Song Zhaodi saw Erwa's eating slow down: "Are you full?"

Zhong Erwa nodded, seeing that half of the rice porridge was left in the bowl, she glanced at Song Zhaodi secretly, and whispered, "There is still more."

"Give it to your dad." Song Zhaodi looked at Zhong Jianguo, "Would you like it?"

Zhong Jianguo said with a smile, "What's left of my son is not someone else's." The bowl was taken over, and another bowl appeared in front of him, "Big baby?"

"I'm full." Zhong Dawa said, "Dad, help me eat it."

Zhong Jianguo glanced at his two sons: "You two ate the whole bowl of scrambled eggs with shallots. You two are full." Immediately, he poured the leftover rice from his two sons into his own bowl.

Song Zhaodi smiled and was about to speak, "Wow", Song Zhaodi subconsciously asked, "Who cried?"

"Three babies are awake." Zhong Jianguo said habitually, go and have a look. When he said that, he realized that the person opposite was his newly married daughter-in-law, "I'll go take a look."

Song Zhaodi: "I'll take a look. You can put the bowl away later." After speaking, she got up and went upstairs.

Zhong Jianguo watched Song Zhaodi's back disappear at the entrance of the stairs, and then said to his two sons, "She's not here now. Tell me the truth, how is this stepmother?"

Zhong Erwa looked at his eldest brother, and if the eldest child said anything, he would just follow what he said.

Zhong Jianguo stretched out his hand and grabbed his eldest son's small ear: "This time, you are not allowed to escape."

"It's a little bit better." Zhong Dawa stretched out her little finger, "It's only a little bit."

Zhong Jianguo looked at his son's insincere words, and snorted: "Second baby comes to add, how is the stepmother better."

"The food is delicious." Zhong Erwa was a little timid about his brother who was two years older than him. When he spoke, he glanced at Dawa and saw that Dawa didn't stop him, "Buy a big white rabbit."

Zhong Dawa glared at him: "I know how to eat. Dad—"

"Don't explain." Zhong Jianguo said, "If you like this stepmother, Dad will let her stay. If you don't like it, I will send her back to Binhai and find another one for you. Several elementary school teachers from the island last year. How about it?"

Zhong Dawa didn't even think about it: "No."

"Then you want this." Zhong Jianguo said, "Don't change it? This time you chose it yourself. When your father is not at home, you must listen to this mother."

Zhong Dawa hummed, "Just listen."

When Zhong Jianguo heard the sound of going downstairs, he picked up the bowl and cleaned the porridge in the bowl three or two times.

Song Zhaodi came down. Zhong Jianguo got up to clean up the tableware, sent it to the kitchen, and cleaned the pots and bowls before coming out: "Where are your dirty clothes?"

"Upstairs." Seeing Zhong Jianguo being so diligent, Song Zhaodi smiled, "I don't need to wash my little clothes, I'll do them myself tomorrow."

Zhong Jianguo made an "um" and asked again, "Do I have to make something to eat for Sanwa?"

"If you have milk powder, make him a bowl." Song Zhaodi said, seeing the big baby and the second baby who were playing together, looking over at the same time, her eyelids jumped, "Is there any dairy cows on the island?"

Zhong Jianguo thought about it carefully: "It doesn't seem to be. What's wrong?"

"I want to order milk for the eldest baby and the second baby." Song Zhaodi said, "It's okay for adults to take cabbage and cabbage all day long, but children can't stand it."

Zhong Jianguo felt a little warm in his heart: "I'll turn around and ask. If not, no—"

"Dad, I don't like drinking milk." Zhong Dawa said suddenly.

Zhong Jianguo was speechless: "You never drink milk, so you know you don't like it?"

"Never drink it?" Song Zhaodi was surprised, "When I went to buy milk powder, the supply and salesman in Shencheng told me that milk was cheaper than milk powder, and suggested that I order milk. You have been in Shencheng for three or four years, and my baby never drank it. Pass?"

Zhong Jianguo: "No." After a pause, "The mother may not know where to order milk."

"Can you buy milk powder in Yongcheng or Hangzhou?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo: "I'll go out and take a look tomorrow."

"Don't worry." Song Zhaodi knew that he was busy. "The white rabbit toffee I bought for them is condensed milk, which is condensed from fresh milk. Those candies are enough for them to eat for a month."

Zhong Jianguo pointedly said: "You even know this?"

"I know a lot." Song Zhaodi said with a smile, "You go to the laundry, let's talk after the laundry is done."

On Wengzhou Island, it was too wet. Zhong Jianguo smelled the musty smell on the sheets and sheets, so he removed them all. In addition to the clothes for a family of five and the diapers changed by the three children, Zhong Jianguo was busy until after ten o'clock.

When Zhong Jianguo went upstairs, he thought that Song Zhaodi had fallen asleep, but when he got upstairs, Song Zhaodi was still waiting for him: "Aren't you tired after rushing for two days?"

"Tired." How could Song Zhaodi not be tired, her body was sore, when washing her hair in the afternoon, she wanted to cut off the original owner's black and shiny waist-length hair. It was too troublesome for Gein to wash, and his neck hurt from exhaustion, "But I didn't make it clear to you, and I couldn't sleep when I was tired."

Zhong Jianguo moved a bench and sat opposite Song Zhaodi. The distance between the two was one and a half meters. It was not like a newlywed couple chatting, but a negotiation between the hostile parties.

Song Zhaodi lifted her eyelids to look at him, and twitched the corners of her mouth: "Let's introduce myself first."

"Self, introduce yourself?" Zhong Jianguo didn't understand, what kind of way is this, "You know about me, my stepmother told you."

Song Zhaodi: "You don't understand my situation."

"I don't know." Zhong Jianguo said meaningfully.

Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "I thought you didn't know anything. It seems that I didn't read you wrong." After a pause, "My name is Song Zhaodi, I was born in four or five years, and my family is in Xiaosong Village. He is a poor peasant, and his roots are red."

Zhong Jianguo raised his hand and said, "I know all this. When I enlisted in the army, the street checked my social relations, and my stepmother's relatives were checked up by the street people. Your mother was my stepmother's cousin. I already found out that your house is very popular."

"Since you know my family's situation, then tell me directly." Song Zhaodi said, "I graduated from high school in Hongya Town in 1963 and was admitted to Binhai Normal University—"

"Wait a minute!" Zhong Jianguo interrupted quickly, his face full of shock, "Binhai Normal University? Binhai Normal University, which is comparable to Binhai Ocean University? It's up to you?!"

Song Zhaodi nodded slightly: "I am the champion of our county, and I entered Binhai Normal University as the champion of the county's college entrance examination. Don't worry, listen to me, the school was closed last year, and it has not started until now. I haven't graduated from university. File High school is only written in the education column. To be precise, I am a college graduate.”

"Then why did you tell me that you graduated from high school?" Zhong Jianguo frowned, "You said directly that you didn't graduate from college, and I, I won'tI thought about it, you kept saying that you had a high school diploma? Strange, high school graduation means high school graduation, why not say high school diploma, and then you started to count me? No wonder I always think you are weird everywhere."

Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him: "I think too much. You are a man with three children who have died. What is worth my calculation?"

Zhong Jianguo choked: "Then why did you marry me? Why did you come here with me? It's fine with my three children?"

"Of course you don't have any plans." Song Zhaodi said.