Chapter 35 I'm Not Me

Zhong Jianguo sat down and stared at Song Zhaodi: "How do you plan to make it up?"

"Have I lied to you?" Song Zhaodi said this time without waiting for him to speak, "I've concealed some of the facts."

Zhong Jianguo made an "um", and when he heard the door open, he quickly stood up: "It is estimated that Xiao Li saw that I haven't been there, so he came to see what happened to me." When he went outside, he looked around and saw that it was really Xiao Li, "Follow Zhang. The government affairs said, there is something at home today, I will be there later."

"Okay." Xiao Li turned around and went out.

When Zhong Jianguo came back, he said, "Go ahead, I'm all ears!"

"I'm not me." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhong Jianguo was not surprised at all: "I saw it already. However, what puzzles me is how did you deceive Song Zhaodi's family and the entire Xiaosong Village?"

"Do you really want to hear it?" Song Zhaodi asked, "If I say it, you may have nightmares tonight."

Zhong Jianguo: "Then I will not hide it from you. When our troops were training before, I slept on the grave and slept until dawn."

"You're amazing!" Song Zhaodi was convinced, "Before she went to college, Song Zhaodi never thought about changing her destiny through knowledge. Her original idea was to go back to the county to become a high school teacher after graduating from college. But when she went to Binhai Normal University to report , she and her mother have been to your house, your stepmother's house to be exact. Your stepmother—"

Zhong Jianguo interrupted her: "Wait, have you been to my house? Then why didn't my stepmother know she was a college student?"

"Listen to me, don't worry." Song Zhaodi explained in detail about the original owner going to Zhong's house and finding a partner in the university, "The next semester of junior year, that is, the spring of 1966, Song Zhaodi had a relationship with her partner. , The two imagined that they would get married after graduation, but they never dreamed that their plans could not keep up with the changes.

"Song Zhaodi's object ran away secretly. Song Zhaodi was very sad. Before she could adjust, the great revolution began and the school was closed. Song Zhaodi was afraid that others would find out her relationship with that man, so she returned to Xiao Song Village. What's next? All know."

Zhong Jianguo: "I don't know."

"If the target is gone, studies are interrupted, if you don't marry an ordinary worker Wang Degui, or if you don't marry an officer Zhong Jianguo who has a child, then Song Zhaodi can only be left." Song Zhaodi saw that Zhong Jianguo wanted to speak, "Don't worry, listen to me for what .

"Song Zhaodi was twenty-two years old last year. At this age, she has just graduated from college in the city, and may not have graduated yet. But in the countryside, this older girl is almost all married. A young man with better conditions than Wang's family, who is more expensive than Wang De, There are almost all objects.

"Song Zhaodi wants to find a man from a good family, who is similar to her age, and whose education is not low, so she can only find a man in the city. What's the situation in the city, there are revolutions everywhere, and those with better family conditions dare not Going out, let alone getting married. I've said that before.

"Song Zhaodi thought about this at the time, and also thought that you were going to come back to meet her, and cried for several nights. I guess her heart was also a little troubled, plus she was stagnant, staying up all night crying, anyway, give yourself to her. I cried."

Zhong Jianguo clapped his hands and applauded: "It's well edited."

Song Zhaodi rolled her eyes, the stinky man said, "Do you really want to know how I dealt with Song Zhaodi's body? I didn't." After a while, "Have you seen "Liao Zhai" in "Liao Zhai"?"

Zhong Jianguo froze in his heart: "Change head?"

"Oh, if you ask Wang Degui this question, he will definitely say he doesn't know." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhong Jianguo snorted: "Go on, don't talk to others."

"Okay." Song Zhaodi raised her head: "It's not that I changed my head. I don't even have neck lines on my neck. Actually, I don't know how I got here. I was originally from a hundred years later."

Zhong Jianguo opened his eyes wide, realizing that he was very nervous, and took a deep breath to relax himself, and warned himself not to show his cowardice in front of Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi glanced at him and smiled: "When I was flying from the United States to France, there was an accident on the plane. I thought I was going to die, so I took a picture with my mobile phone and sent it - how can I explain it. The technology in that era was too advanced, I There's no explanation, it's like a last word. After I wrote it, I lost consciousness."

"Then let's skip this part." Zhong Jianguo couldn't help clenching his hands, pretending to be calm, "Continue."

Song Zhaodi: "After I woke up, I became Song Zhaodi, which is what you see now—Song Zhaodi's body and my soul. Because when I got to Song Zhaodi, her soul had not completely disappeared. My soul merged and I had her memory.

"I deliberately pretended, but Song Zhaodi's family didn't realize that her soul has disappeared. I think so. As for whether there are souls and ghosts in the world, I have never seen them in my previous life, nor in this life. However, I believe in cause and effect. Retribution. So, treat the Song family as my family to take care of."

Zhong Jianguo didn't believe it, but this was the only way to explain what was wrong with Tong Song Zhaodi: "Why don't you continue to pretend? I see that you are acting very well, so you can continue to act."

"My body is only twenty-three years old this year. If I live to be seventy-three or ninety-three, wouldn't I have to act for seventy years?" Song Zhaodi rolled her eyes at him, "Life is not acting, I am not a born actor. , I wasn't a famous actor in my last life, and it's impossible to hide it for too long if you want to hide it."

Zhong Jianguo said for her, "So you don't act at all and do whatever you want?"

"That's right." Song Zhaodi said, "The person who lives with you is me from a hundred years later, not the original Song Zhaodi. I want to be myself, and I don't want you to treat me as someone else."

Zhong Jianguo swallowed his saliva, secretly pinched his leg, and couldn't be nervous or show his cowardice: "You were a tailor in your last life?"

"I was a fashion designer in my last life." Song Zhaodi said, "I only design clothes for celebrities and dignitaries. Those actors in the entertainment industry, such as celebrities of this era, want to design clothes from me, depending on how I feel."

Zhong Jianguo twitched the corners of his mouth: "I can see your temper too."

"Your eyes are powerful enough." Song Zhaodi said angrily.

There was a smile on Zhong Jianguo's face: "I'll take you as a compliment. You don't worry about your family when you come here?"

"I don't have any relatives." Song Zhaodi said, "My father doesn't love my mother, I can go to a university in France to study fashion design, thanks to the support of a kind person. Don't think about it, she is a woman, rich, gentle and beautiful. It's a pity, She was taken away by a wolf before she graduated from college."

Zhong Jianguo was speechless: "Even if she doesn't get married, it's impossible for anything to happen to you."

"My hobby man, I don't want to have anything to do with her." Song Zhaodi muttered, "What else do I want to ask? After asking once, I don't have to say I lied to you again."

Zhong Jianguo had a headache when he saw her broken jar: "Aren't you married yet?"

"I'm not married, and I don't have children." Song Zhaodi said, "I was born in a cold family where my father doesn't care for my mother and doesn't love my mother. Although I hope to have a warm home in the future, I don't want to try it. When I died, I was thirty-seven years old, just right It's 2067. If you still don't believe it, you can try it out with someone, my French is better than English."

Zhong Jianguo: "I believe that you are not Song Zhaodi. You have a great background and can make clothes. As for how true your words are—"

"You can't verify if it's all fake." Song Zhaodi said confidently, "It's possible to see me at that time if you live to be a hundred years old. However, I won't tell you, and you don't know which little girl is from the past. I."

Zhong Jianguo choked and really wanted to slap her: "Then should you tell me now, what's your name?"

"Liu Ling." Song Zhaodi said, "Same surname as Master Liu, a clever spirit." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, "Hello, Zhong Jianguo, my soul is seven years older than you." Song Zhaodi, who is eight years younger."

Zhong Jianguo squeezed her hand tightly. Song Zhaodi gasped, and Zhong Jianguo let go: "Have you been with a lot of people in your past life?"

"There are a few." Song Zhaodi said, "At that time, people got married and divorced faster than eating a meal. Wait a minute, when did you find out?"

Zhong Jianguo: "From the time you said the kitchen is not bad, I don't believe that you have only been with one object."

"Observe carefully enough." Song Zhaodi said, her eyes widened suddenly, "Zhong Jianguo, you are making trouble with me, don't you suspect that I have a lot of objects and think I'm a disrespectful woman?"

A trace of unease flashed across Zhong Jianguo's face: "This is not important."

"This is very important." Song Zhaodi said solemnly, "Although I was involved in Vanity Fair in my last life, I am very lucky to have the help of nobles, and I don't need to exchange my body for anything.

"My gentleman doesn't like people who have a messy private life, so I don't dare to mess around. As for the kitchen, it's meant to be teasing you. Whoever makes you tease, you'll be stiff, your face will be flushed, and your hands and feet will be synchronized. ."

When Zhong Jianguo calmed down, he also realized that Song Zhaodi was deliberately teasing him: "Is this deliberately teasing me today?"

"Of course." Song Zhaodi took out the shirt tucked into her pants, "This shirt can cover the buttocks, take out the hem, I wear these pants out, and no one will say anything." Stand up and tell Zhong Jianguo to see for himself .

Zhong Jianguo frowned: "The top is a little tight, did you change it yourself?"

"What to change?" Song Zhaodi said, "My mother made the shirt when this body was seventeen years old. Later, when it developed, the top became smaller. If you don't make trouble with me, I will take this shirt off. , made vests for your three cubs."

Zhong Jianguo looked at her: "Can you make three sets of this one?"

"No." Song Zhaodi said, "How many sets can be made, you can only find out if you take it apart. Even if it's not enough, I have a way to spell it out. When my mother made this dress, she hoped that the original Song Zhaodi would be able to wear it for three to five years. However, I didn't expect my breasts to grow."

Zhong Jianguo rubbed his forehead: "Forget it if you open your mouth, chest, and butt in front of me. Be more reserved when you go outside, and I beg you."

"I'm not stupid." Song Zhaodi said, "Besides, I haven't lived enough yet."

Zhong Jianguo relaxed: "Be careful in front of children."

"Wait a minute, you won't ask any more questions? Just accept it." Song Zhaodi was very surprised.

Zhong Jianguo snorted: "The flaws in your whole body are not covered up. I have long guessed that you are not Song Zhaodi who lived in Xiaosong Village. I never dreamed that what you are proficient in is not hidden weapons, marksmanship, translation, etc., but actually making clothes."

"You're disappointed, Captain Zhong." Liu Ling is not a person of this era. Her behavior and living habits are out of tune with this era. It's okay to dress it up outside. She didn't plan to do it at home, she was too tired. However, she didn't want to confess to Zhong Jianguo so quickly, "Knowing that I'm not Song Zhaodi, and you dare to sleep in the same bed with me, you're very kind."

Zhong Jianguo: "It doesn't do you much good to help the teachers in the school, and it doesn't do you much good to indirectly burn the clothes of unknown origin. If you are from the other side, there is no need to do this. Lao Jiang wants to be on the island. A mess of porridge.

"Don't say that you want to buy people's hearts. You stay in the house during the day and don't want to go out to socialize. When you sleep at night, you are like a dead pig. You are a spy, and a thousand lives are not enough for you to play." Pause and take a deep breath. , "Unless the Jiang family is gone."

"Do I still have to thank you?" Song Zhaodi said angrily.

Zhong Jianguo waved his hand: "No. Excluding the fact that you are not a spy, I am more curious about the purpose of your marriage to me than my own safety. Now I know. I will go to the camp."

"After you asked, I haven't asked yet." Song Zhaodi knew very well that Zhong Jianguo liked her, and it was because he liked her that he accepted her so quickly. But he obviously likes her but he doesn't admit it, probably because he thinks she's inappropriate before, and plans to go further with her after crossing the hurdle in his heart, "You don't want to know about the future?"

Zhong Jianguo: "You already said it."

"Me, when did I say that?" Song Zhaodi didn't understand.

Zhong Jianguo: "You told Qian Qinghua that within 20 years, the country will resume the college entrance examination. I see that you are not worried at all, and you know that the chaos is only temporary, and the future will get better and better.

"I want to ask you about the army, but you, a little tailor, don't even know that the rank system has been cancelled. I ask you? Why don't I read the newspapers and listen to the radio more."

Song Zhaodi grabbed what was at hand and smashed it.

Zhong Jianguo hurriedly held her arm: "Just kidding, kidding, don't be angry. Tell me what the military strength of China will be in a hundred years."

"Actually, I really don't know. I only know that our country has an aircraft carrier and can wrestle with the Americans." Song Zhaodi said, "The United States regards China as its biggest opponent."

Zhong Jianguo frowned: "Not the Soviet Union?"

"It's not the Soviet Union." Song Zhaodi said, "The Soviet Union was disintegrated. I don't know when it happened. I studied fashion design, not history."

Zhong Jianguo nodded: "The United States regards China as an opponent, which shows that China is strong enough. I know this is enough."

"It's also your generation that has forbearance, that's why the kingdom of China came later." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhong Jianguo smiled bitterly and said, "I can't eat a fat man in one bite, and I have nothing. I can't bear it. I'm leaving."

"Should we just do this in the future, or should we be a real couple?" Song Zhaodi got up and saw him off.

Zhong Jianguo staggered for a while and couldn't help but help his forehead: "Song Zhaodi, you can be more subtle when you speak, I can understand."

"There are no outsiders." Song Zhaodi said, "Don't you think it's awkward that the husband and wife are still half-concealed? In a word, do it or not. If you don't do it, give me the key to the guest room."

Zhong Jianguo's eyelids jumped: "I threw the key into the sea long ago." Without waiting for Song Zhaodi to speak, he even ran to the door. Looking back, the home did not disappear. He twisted his arm and squeaked in pain. He couldn't help but say, "God sent me to toss me." After saying that, Zhong Jianguo was stunned. Song Zhaodi had said about her before. It was sent by God.

so?

Song Zhaodi really never lied.

"Dad, Dad, are you going to work?"

Zhong Jianguo turned his face and saw Dawa and Erwa leading Sanwa out of Lin's house, "What are you doing? Dawa Zhong."

"I have something to do with my mother." Dawa said.

Zhong Jianguo: "Co-authoring is driving me away." When he approached, he asked, "What's the matter with your mother?"

"Ma Zhenxing said that my clothes look good and wanted to ask my mother to help him make one. He went home and asked his mother for cloth." Zhong Dawa grinned, "Dad, will my mother agree?"

Zhong Jianguo looked back subconsciously, thinking that the woman in the room said that she only made clothes for famous politicians, and the corner of his mouth tickled: "Your mother is very happy. In the forest, if you still have cloth at home, you can also give it to your aunt, callShe makes you a vest or underpants for you to wear in the summer. Her workmanship is very good, and the clothes she makes look good and save on cloth.”