Chapter 13: On the Thief Ship

Zhong Jianguo took a breath, whether this woman was smart or stupid, "Can I know what you want of me?"

"I did have a partner before. I didn't lie to you, but he was also a college student." Song Zhaodi said, "The conservative people in the village are one of the reasons for choosing you, but not the main reason. I don't want to accidentally say "" A Dream of Red Mansions, was chased by Wang Degui and asked if he was dreaming in a small red building.

"You are a college student, and you have been in Shencheng for many years. You have a lot of knowledge and are easy to accept new things. It is easy to find something in common with you. You and your stepmother have a bad relationship, and your relationship with your father is not good either. They are old. If I want to take care of my in-laws, I will take care of them, and if you don’t want to take care of them, you will not let me down. However, the people of our village believe in parents who are perfect in the world.”

Zhong Jianguo didn't believe it: "You mean my stepmother kicked me and my brother out. She will get old in the future. If I don't obey her, I will be scolded if I leave this kind of thing in your village?"

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "the villagers will also tell you that it was not easy for your stepmother before, and she didn't mean to treat you like that. She now knows that she was wrong and she is so old, you should forgive her. One of the reasons why I don't want to stay in the village."

Zhong Jianguo decided to find a few soldiers from the countryside to ask, "Only these?"

"Of course not." Song Zhaodi said, "You have three sons, I don't want to have children, and you won't force me, right?"

The youngest son is a year old, Zhong Jianguo really thought about waiting for a few children to grow up before having children, and also planned to find an opportunity to tell Song Zhaodi about this. Zhong Jianguo felt a little uncomfortable when she said it in a grand manner: "You, what do you think about the child?"

"I have personally seen a mother who was bleeding profusely and ended up dying twice." Liu Ling had never seen it before. When the original owner was a child, she often heard from Mother Song that the daughter-in-law of the family did not survive the birth of a child, and neither the adults nor the children were saved.

Liu Ling has become Song Zhaodi, and has the memory of the original owner, although she can't remember which daughter-in-law and which girl she was. But such things as dystocia often happen in this era, "To tell you the truth, I'm afraid of having children."

Zhong Jianguo stared at Song Zhaodi: "Are you a woman?"

"I'm a woman." Still a big woman from the end of the 21st century, "Not every woman is willing to walk through the gate of hell."

Zhong Jianguo: "The big baby's mother—"

"I admire your previous wife." Song Zhaodi told the truth, "but I'm not her. My experience is different from hers. You can't think that she is willing to give birth one by one, I don't even want to have a child, I am a Alternative."

Zhong Jianguo was speechless and wanted to laugh: "Do you still know that you are an alternative?"

"Aren't we going to talk yet?" Song Zhaodi asked back, staring.

Zhong Jianguo: "Continue."

"In the future, I have to listen to my family's big and small matters. I will manage the money, and I will also decide the relationship between people." Song Zhaodi said, "When there are outsiders, I will give you enough face. But you can't go too far."

Zhong Jianguo was speechless: "You told me that at the beginning—"

"I'm not stupid." Song Zhaodi said, "You see that I have a lot of heart and I can't control it. How could you be so happy to talk to me and give me the three children. You dare to say that you are in such a hurry to follow me. When I got married, I didn't think my duty could be deceived and I couldn't do anything wrong."

Zhong Jianguo dared not speak.

Song Zhaodi glanced at him and continued: "Don't tell me the evidence, I won't marry Wang Degui, but an ordinary worker or an educated youth from the city. No matter who you marry, you won't have children within two years, in-laws. They will show their faces, and relatives and neighbors will also attack sideways. I can't give birth. Enthusiastic people will help me find them.

give birth

remedies. "

Zhong Jianguo accepted: "You are really thoughtful."

"Huaguo's national conditions are like this. Anyone with a little life experience can guess what they will face after marriage." Song Zhaodi said, "It is difficult to find one mother-in-law who does not urge her daughter-in-law to have a child."

Zhong Jianguo had to remind her: "Even if I agree to have a child, you have the final say, your parents will urge you."

"It's easy to handle." Song Zhaodi said, "I will go to school tomorrow to be a teacher. I have a job and I have to take care of your three children. When my father and my mother asked, I said I was too busy. They Don't rush."

Zhong Jianguo: "What you think is too simple. Your mother loves you very much. If you say so, she will be happy to come and help you."

"No, no?" Song Zhaodi couldn't help blinking, "No! My mother has to go to work, and she can't come if she wants to."

Zhong Jianguo: "I don't have many work points during the slack farming season. Although I'm from the city, I still know this." When the voice fell, Song Zhaodi's eyes widened in disbelief, and she couldn't help laughing, "We'll talk about this later. , I can take care of you, have children, wages, and family matters, provided that—"

"Take care of your three children?" Song Zhaodi said, "No problem. However, I haven't finished."

Zhong Jianguo frowned slightly: "I haven't finished yet? What else is there to say at once."

"Temporarily split the room." Song Zhaodi said with a smile, "I can move in whenever I want, you can't force me."

Zhong Jianguo opened his mouth, looking at Song Zhaodi's determined appearance, he couldn't help sighing. The Song family is more simple than each other. How did they raise such a strange person: "What if you stayed in the guest room all the time? I am marrying a wife, not a nanny."

"You want to be a nanny who doesn't need to pay wages, can help you take care of your children, cook for you, and help you keep your housekeeper." Song Zhaodi snorted, "It's a pity that there are no such good things in the world. If you want to dream, go to sleep. By the way. , Sanwa sleeps with you or sleeps with me?"

Zhong Jianguo got up: "If you talk so much in one breath, I will wake up when I fall asleep. Just sleep with me tonight."

"Is it scary?" Song Zhaodi looked at him, "Is it okay?"

Zhong Jianguo sneered: "I have always thought that my wife is honest and not lacking in intelligence, she is simple and family-oriented, just like thousands of hard-working rural women.

"You are telling me now, since we said the first sentence, you were pretending, but until you landed on the island, I didn't find anything wrong with you, so it's not scary? Song Zhaodi, if you were born in

Republic of China

, Dai Li will treat you as a guest. "

"Thank you for the compliment." Song Zhaodi said, "Maybe I'm the one sent by the other side to you."

Zhong Jianguo also thought about this possibility: "I don't believe in you, but I believe in my stepmother. Before you went to college, you lived in Xiaosong Village and didn't have the chance to meet people on the other side.

"It's not you who prompted me to meet, it's my stepmother. If my stepmother knew that you went to college, the person who would have met you a few days earlier would not have been me, but my stepmother's son or her favorite nephew. You don't even know about the abolition of the military rank system, Lao Jiang's people will not make such a low-level mistake."

"What if I say I did it on purpose?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo looked at her: "Look at your hands."

Song Zhaodi stretched out her hand: "What's wrong?"

"On the hands that do farm work all the year round, the bones in the middle of the fingers will stick out." Zhong Jianguo said, "Yours is not very obvious, because you still have to go to school and can't work every day. Want to know how I know this? Master Liu's wife Just like you, I am from the countryside. Sister Duan is not as lucky as you, her fingers are deformed.

"If you are the one selected by the other side, I don't know what your hands will look like, at least they will look better than they are now. Another point, I always want to say, your taste is very ordinary. If I were the person who trained you on the other side, I'd rather give up your chess piece than take it out for shame." After speaking, he turned around and left.

Song Zhaodi reached out and grabbed his arm: "Make it clear, what is shameful? What is average taste?"

"Emerald green long coat and trousers." Zhong Jianguo reminded, "It's wide and fat, so I won't wear it."

Song Zhaodi took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and said, "Yes, very ordinary, my taste is very ordinary, not as good as your master Zhong Da, who has been in the foreign market for many years and has a lot of knowledge." He slammed the door.

Zhong Jianguo was startled, and snorted at the closed door: "You have a lot of hearts and a big temper. If you lie to me, I can't tell you."

Song Zhaodi waved her fist at the door and whispered, "You can say whatever you want to others, but I, Liu Ling, you really can't blame me."

The next day, Song Zhaodi opened her eyes, rubbed the corners of her sour eyes, sat up on the hard bed, opened the window and saw the sun showing her head, she couldn't help patting her cheeks to wake herself up.

Immediately, he dumped the clothes he brought from home on the bed, and the red linen blanket instantly became colorful, and Song Zhaodi's head started to hurt again after she hadn't slept all night.

In another year at most, suits will be labeled as bourgeois, cheongsams are labeled as feudal, and fancy clothes are classified as "exotic clothes".

When Song's mother was packing Song Zhaodi's clothes, Song Zhaodi saw a beige top with peach-colored short sleeves with prints, and Song Zhaodi didn't want to bring it. There was no way to explain that it would not be long before she couldn't wear bright clothes, so Song Zhaodi said nothing, leaving Song's mother to clean up.

Song Zhaodi endured the headache, picked out all the gorgeous clothes and stuffed them in the cabinet, and heard "Your taste is very average". Song Zhaodi fell weakly on the bed.

After a while, the pain in the skull was not so much, Song Zhaodi got up and put on a pair of gray trousers and a white shirt.

Opening the door, Song Zhaodi raised her eyebrows when she saw that the door next door was open, Zhong Jianguo got up really early.

He walked in quietly and saw only a small baby on the bed. Turning to the far west, the big baby and the second baby were also sleeping. Song Zhaodi thought for a while, carried Sanwa downstairs, put him on a chair, and blocked him with a bench to prevent him from rolling down, before going to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Zhong Jianguo was pressing the water, when he heard footsteps, he turned around and said, "This body is still decent today."

"I don't want to talk to you." Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him, "By the way, let me tell you something."

Zhong Jianguo pretended to be surprised: "What did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you."

"Is it interesting?" Song Zhaodi was speechless. "You brought a lot of rapeseed yesterday, and I plan to plant them today. What about these flowers?"

Zhong Jianguo straightened up and looked around: "These flowers were planted by Dawa's mother before she died. If you pull out the vegetables, Dawa will call you a bad woman again."

"Why don't you eat?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo thought he would lose sleep last night, but there was an explanation for the weirdness that had been bothering him. Zhong Jianguo slept until dawn and was in a good mood today, so he said, "Plant flowers beside the bamboo fence, and I will explain to Dawa. "

"Plant a circle next to the fence?" Song Zhaodi said, "I can't finish the planting. Do you have any planks? Get a few wooden boxes, and plant the rest in the wooden boxes and put them under the eaves of the porch."

Zhong Jianguo thought for a while: "That's the only way."

"There is no firewood in the courtyard. What should I do if the firewood in the kitchen runs out?" Song Zhaodi asked, "Won't you let me go up the mountain to chop wood?"

Zhong Jianguo: "It stands to reason that we should find firewood ourselves."

"What if you don't follow common sense?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo: "Burning briquettes. I have been burning briquettes when I was in Shencheng."

"How many stoves do you have in your house?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo: "One."

One stove to cook a meal, say less than an hour. Song Zhaodi's shoulders suddenly collapsed: "A full-time nanny also goes up the mountain to chop wood? What is my life?" After a pause, "Zhong Jianguo, is it too late for me to go back to the countryside now?"

"It's too late." Zhong Jianguo laughed, "I don't agree, you can't leave our marriage. If you go to the court, the court won't dare to accept it." He took the water and went around to Song Zhaodi, "Comrade Song Zhaodi, "Dream of Red Mansions" The comments about Wang Xifeng in Chinese are very suitable for you."

Song Zhaodi asked with a smile, "Captain Zhong, if there is no firewood at home, who do you think will be hungry?"

"You—" Zhong Jianguo pointed at Song Zhaodi, who blinked and motioned for him to continue. Zhong Jianguo took a deep breath, "I'll go to the guard later and ask him to chop wood for you."

Song Zhaodi was surprised: "Do you still have guards?"

"I'm the head of the regiment!" Zhong Jianguo reminded, "not the head of your village."

Song Zhaodi: "You went to our village alone, and no one doubted that you were a soldier. Besides, you didn't say that you had guards."

"I didn't say too much." Zhong Jianguo said, "But there are not as many things that you hide from me."

Song Zhaodi looked at him with burning eyes: "Then what?"

"Quickly brush your teeth, wash your face and cook." Zhong Jianguo said, carrying water into the house. Filling the tank in the kitchen and the tank in the yard, it is estimated that Song Zhaodi will stop without drawing water for two days.

In this era, materials are scarce and there is nothing to eat, so Song Zhaodi cooks a pot of thick white rice porridge and stir-fries vinegar and cabbage. When the cabbage was served, Song Zhaodi said to Zhong Jianguo, "There are still two eggs in the cupboard, are they made for the eldest baby and the second baby?"

"Scrambled eggs with shallots?" Zhong Jianguo said, "They're used to eating them, why are they still clamoring to eat them tomorrow?"

Seeing that he didn't refuse directly, Song Zhaodi guessed that he also felt sorry for the child: "You are such a dignified head, can't even afford a few eggs?"

"It's not easy to buy if you have money." Zhong Jianguo sighed, "Cut more onions and fry one."

Song Zhaodi: "Are there any fuel tickets?"

"It seems there is still more." Zhong Jianguo asked, "Is there any oil in the tank?"

Song Zhaodi: "Since they can still afford oil, then I'll make them an egg pancake." Make a little batter, sprinkle some chopped green onion, knock an egg, fry it in lard for two minutes, and make it with yellow and orange.Egg pancakes out.

The smell of the incense came to the face, Song Zhaodi couldn't help swallowing, and said with emotion: "I'm really the best stepmother in the world."