Chapter 64 Fighting

Seeing that the child was about to fight, Song Zhaodi did not dare to continue watching the play: "Self-reliance, is there a scallop or a fish in the back basket?"

"It's seaweed." Zi Li paused involuntarily as he spoke, "How did Auntie know there was something in the back basket?"

Song Zhaodi glanced at Zhong Dawa and said with a smile: "This bastard is too polite, I'm embarrassed to accept it. Once accepted, I will definitely give you seafood."

"Mother knows?!" The big baby rolled over and sat up.

Song Zhaodi did not answer, but asked Dawa: "There are more than 30 fishermen who are close to us. Why do you suggest me to go to the fishermen's house to exchange crabs?"

"His family is good." Da Wa blurted out.

Song Zhaodi: "When we use a bag of sugar to replace so many things, I can see that the Qu family is good and kind. Such a kind person, do you have the nerve to ask for so many dishes from you? Think for yourself."

"I don't seem to be embarrassed." Zhong Dawa thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but say, "Why didn't you remind me?"

Song Zhaodi asked back, "Will you listen?"

The big baby choked: "...No." With a groan, he regretted not listening to Song Zhaodi's words and was angry with himself, lying on the bench as still as a salted fish.

It was the first time Erwa saw his brother so unmotivated, so he pushed the reincarnation to Dawa, poked his face, and quickly retracted his hand, and found that Dawa was motionless, so she couldn't help blinking, and turned to Song Zhaodi: "Mother, brother. What's wrong?"

"I'm stuck in my heart." Song Zhaodi said, "Ignore him, let him be quiet for a while, and you'll be fine. Self-reliance, did the fisherman surnamed Qu tell you how to eat seaweed?"

Self-reliance: "They said that the seaweed for our family has no sediment in it, so it can be put directly in the pot to fly water, and then it can be eaten cold or mixed with noodles."

Song Zhaodi picked up the basket and couldn't help exclaiming, "So many?"

"It's quite a lot." Zi Li said, "The family said that we have more family, so just give us a little more. The baby doesn't want it, and the family said they don't want our food either." After a pause, "I want to help the elder. The baby carried it, but the big baby refused. The big baby carried it back by himself. By the way, Auntie, they also said that we want to eat seaweed in the future, so we will go to their house to get it."

Song Zhaodi looked at Zhong Dawa and said with a smile, "Will you be obedient in the future?"

"Be obedient." Zhong Dawa said, raising her hand to cover her face, "Mother, stop talking."

Song Zhaodi wanted to laugh when she saw him like this, but she didn't laugh at him when she saw that Dawa was very concerned about it. After pouring the seaweed into the vegetable bowl, Song Zhaodi added some water to the porcelain bowl, planning to clean it up when cooking at noon.

After coming out of the kitchen, Song Zhaodi said to Zi Li, "Take off all your schoolbags, I'll see what else is missing."

Zi Li was born on the 12th day of the eighth lunar month in 1960, and Dawa was born on the 11th day of the first lunar month in 1962. Gengsheng and Dawa are people of the same year, but they are eleven months apart. Gengsheng was born on the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

Song Zhaodizhi only remembered the resumption of the college entrance examination in 1977, but she didn't know exactly when. To bring Zili home, Song Zhaodi suggested that Zili share a class with Dawa, but Zhong Jianguo disagreed. He felt that Zili was much older than Dawa, and one class was not suitable.

Song Zhaodi told Zhong Jianguo that even if Zi Li was in the third grade, after he graduated from junior high school, Zi Li would not be able to join the army under the age of 18, and he would have to spend a few years at home. Then he asked Zhong Jianguo, is it possible to let him go up the mountain and go to the countryside on his own?

Zhong Jianguo disapproved of the country's call for educated youth to go to the mountains and the countryside, but he never mentioned it to others. Song Zhaodi mentioned "going to the mountains and going to the countryside", but Zhong Jianguo said no without thinking. But not going to the countryside, there are not many career choices for self-reliance, so he agreed to go to the second grade with Dawa.

In the Zhong family's household registration book, Zili and Gengsheng are the sons of Zhong Jianguo. As soon as school starts tomorrow, the two can go to the school for children of the army. After being away from school for half a year, I am very excited about being independent and rehabilitating.

Song Zhaodi's voice fell, and the brothers ran upstairs and came down with four schoolbags.

When Sanwa saw it, she grabbed the schoolbag embroidered with the outline of the giant panda.

Zhong Erwa reached out and took it away: "The schoolbag is mine."

The schoolbag was tied to Sanwa's hand, and when he saw that the schoolbag in his hand was gone, the child pursed his mouth and cried.

Song Zhaodi suddenly felt a pain in her head: "Second baby, let my brother play with the schoolbag for a while."

"Give it to him, he won't give it to me." Zhong Erwa said, "Don't think I don't know, he really wants my schoolbag."

Song Zhaodi carried Sanwa on her lap and asked Dawa to get a towel and wipe Sanwa's tears: "I will go to the city tomorrow to buy a rag head and make you a schoolbag for a big-eared dog."

"Dogs with big ears?" Sanwa stopped crying, "What?"

Song Zhaodi flipped out an exercise book, took out a pencil, and didn't care which son's book it was, she drew a beagle lying on the ground on it: "Does it look good?"

Sanwa looked at his second brother's schoolbag, and at the dog painted by Song Zhaodi, with disgust on his face: "Ugly."

Erwa hooked her head and looked at it: "It's not as good as a panda."

Song Zhaodi glared at Erwa, shut up.

Immediately, Song Zhaodi drew a puppet cat: "What about this?"

"Good-looking." Erwa said, "Mother, I like it."

Song Zhaodi looked at him and smiled: "Give your schoolbag to my brother, and I'll make you a new schoolbag."

"No!" Sanwa didn't see that the puppet cat was better than the panda, but he vaguely knew that in their whole family, his second brother was the most stinky, and subconsciously thought that what could be admired by his second brother must be very good. Without waiting for the second baby to reach out, the third baby hugged the book in Song Zhaodi's hand tightly.

Song Zhaodi was happy: "Okay, don't give it to him. You are obedient, and I will make it for you when I buy a rag head."

"Okay." Sanwa stretched out her little finger, "Mother, pull the hook."

Song Zhaodi was speechless, why do children like to pull the hook: "Okay, the hook is hanged, and it cannot be changed for a hundred years." Released Sanwa's little hand, and found that self-reliance and rejuvenation were staring at her, Song Zhaodi subconsciously touched her face, "What's on my face? ?"

"Auntie, you are very good." Zi Li pointed to the cat on the book, "The painting is the same as the real one."

Song Zhaodi heard it, so she deliberately asked, "Then what?"

"Can you teach us?" Zi Li asked cautiously, "Me and Gengsheng want to learn."

Song Zhaodi said with a smile: "Of course you can. Don't say you want to learn to draw and make clothes, as long as you don't mind your friends saying you are like a girl, I will teach you too."

"Mother, teach me." Erwa said loudly, "You teach me to make clothes, and I won't let you sew my schoolbag in the future, I will sew it myself."

Song Zhaodi continued, "Then it's the same every day, isn't it?"

"No." Erwa said, "I'm afraid my mother will get sick from exhaustion."

Song Zhaodi: "Your brother wants to learn how to cook, and you want to learn how to make clothes. You two are planning to take me up."

"What does overhead mean?" Dawa understands a little, but doesn't quite understand it.

Song Zhaodi: "It's okay to have me at home or not."

"No." Zhong Dawa said, "There must be a mother at home."

Self-reliance followed and nodded: "Having a father and a mother is home."

Song Zhaodi's heart moved, she looked at Zi Li, she was quite surprised, but she didn't show it, but said with a smile: "You have a conscience. Zhong Dawa, go and bring the small blackboard. Teacher Xiao Song's class starts today. draw."

"Okay." Zhong Dawa ran to the utility room upstairs to find the blackboard. Self-reliance, rebirth and Erwa pulled out the small square table.

Seeing the actions of the brothers, Sanwa stretched out her hands: "Mother, where are my pen and notebook?"

"You also learn?" Song Zhaodi was surprised.

Sanwa asked back, "Mother didn't teach me?"

"Teach." Song Zhaodi couldn't ask for a litter of children who were willing to quiet down and learn something.

In the evening, when Zhong Jianguo returned home, he found that the house was very quiet. He wondered in his heart, Teacher Xiao Song was angry, and the children did not dare to be naughty?

Walking into the house, he found five children lying on the small table writing something, Zhong Jianguo was even more curious: "School starts tomorrow, why are you still doing homework?"

"Dad, look at the chicken I drew." Sanwa raised the book in her hand, "Does it look good?"

Zhong Jianguo bent over and looked, but the chicken didn't find it, but it looked like a chicken coop: "It's pretty good, keep working hard." As he spoke, he looked at Dawa and Zili, and saw that the two children were also drawing things. , "Don't learn English today?"

"Combining work and rest." Song Zhaodi came out of the kitchen, "Occasionally you have to take a break, and you can't study every day. You came just in time, set the fire, and I'll cook the noodles."

Zhong Jianguo frowned and blurted out, "Do you make noodles again?"

Song Zhaodi was unhappy: "What do you mean by making noodles again? Make it clear, how many times have I made noodles this year?"

"I remembered it wrong." Zhong Jianguo didn't like noodles very much, "I just wanted to say don't make noodles next time."

Song Zhaodi: "It depends on your mood." She turned back to the kitchen and said as she walked, "If you don't want to eat, you can go back to the canteen in the camp area."

"I have a home and a courtyard, and I went to the cafeteria. Others thought we were quarreling again." Zhong Jianguo saw a pile of noodles on the chopping board, and his frown could kill mosquitoes, "I can't finish it all."

Song Zhaodi could imagine Zhong Jianguo's expression without looking back: "Captain Zhong, you really don't have to force yourself."

"No, no." Zhong Jianguo closed his mouth and started the fire. Seeing that there is not much firewood in the kitchen, "Tomorrow is Saturday, so there is no official class, right?"

Song Zhaodi: "No class. Students bring back the new book, and they will have class on Monday."

"Then take a few children up the mountain to pick up some firewood on Sunday." Zhong Jianguo said, "I will use the stove for steaming rice and steamed buns in the future, and use the ground pot when stewing duck and goose."

Song Zhaodi: "I see. But the stove is too hard to cook, and the pot cooks fast."

"That can't be helped." Zhong Jianguo said, and suddenly thought, "When your second sister came, she was envious of our house's burning stove and hundreds of briquettes in the kitchen—"

Song Zhaodi interrupted him: "Don't mention my second sister. I've only been at ease for a few days, so don't mention her to add to my frustration."

"A letter from your mother's family?" Zhong Jianguo asked quickly.

Song Zhaodi: "My eldest sister and my eldest brother-in-law are afraid of causing trouble to others. If there is no major incident at home, they will not write to me. However, I have to write back and ask the eldest sister if the second sister will go back and be angry with my parents."

"You are so kind to your parents." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi: "I used to want to be nice to my parents, but it's a pity. Let's not talk about the past, you will send the rehab to the classroom tomorrow."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Jianguo asked in a low voice.

Song Zhaodi took a look outside: "Self-reliance and rejuvenation are introverted, self-reliance is going to the second grade, and there is a big baby to accompany him, I am not worried. Regenerating a person in the first grade, he has experienced those things before, I am worried that he is afraid of talking to his classmates, I am afraid If you say something that shouldn't be said, you will be locked up again."

"I see." Zhong Jianguo felt that she thought too much, and the boy's mind was not as fragile as she thought. After getting acquainted with his classmates, he would naturally become more cheerful.

However, Zhong Jianguo would not argue with Song Zhaodi over such trivial matters.

The next day, Zhong Jianguo took three babies and led his four sons to the primary school, while Song Zhaodi went to the junior high school with a book.

Zhong Jianguo seldom sends his children to school, mainly because he leaves early, elementary school students go to school late, and the big baby will not be late for school at 8:20.

Zhong Jianguo suddenly wanted to send the children to school. The older child was very curious, so he asked his father how he thought of sending them to school today.

Zhong Dawa patted his chest, no one dared to bully his friend with him.

Zhong Jianguo ignored him, sent the rehab to his seat, and then told the first-year children that the rehab was not familiar with this place, so please help the rehab.

Zhong Jianguo holds the three babies. The first-year children know the three brothers of the Zhong family. When they see the three babies, they know that Zhong Jianguo is the father of Zhong Dawa.

Who is Zhong Dawa? If you don't listen carefully in class, she still takes a 100% test and can speak English. The first grade children are especially afraid of admiring Zhong Dawa. So, they rushed to tell Zhong Jianguo that they would take good care of Zhong Qiang's younger brother, Zhong Gengsheng.

Teacher Xiao Song especially instructed that when Zhong Jianguo left, he would explain the rebirth and go to the next class to find the second baby.

Gengsheng laughed shyly, waved at Zhong Jianguo, said goodbye, and urged him to go to the camp quickly, not to be late.

Zhong Jianguo felt foolproof. Later, when he happened to meet Commander Zhao, he told him that he was living a good life in his family.

Before being self-reliant and reborn into the Zhong family, Mr. Song's reputation for spending money like flowing water had spread all over the island. At that time, Commander Zhao's wife didn't care about Teacher Xiao Song and Teacher Da Song.

Later, Song Zhaodi became an independent and reborn adoptive mother, and Commander Zhao's wife went to the non-staple food factory to meet Song Zhaodi by chance.

Song Zhaodi didn't know Commander Zhao's wife, and Commander Zhao's wife relied on this point to follow Song Zhaodi in an upright manner, what Song Zhaodi bought, what she bought, and when she got home, Commander Zhao talked about it.

Commander Zhao's wife said that Song Zhaodi only bought more than her, not less than her. After that, Commander Zhao no longer worried about self-reliance and rebirth at Zhong's house.

Commander Zhao heard Zhong Jianguo assure him that self-reliance and rebirth were going well in his family, and Commander Zhao had no doubts. However, a month later, Commander Zhao returned from a meeting outside, and as soon as he got off the island, he heard that several children of the Zhong family were fighting with others.

Commander Zhao panicked, and when he got home, he asked his wife to go to Zhong's house to see what happened.

At the same time, Zhong Jianguo, who received the news, also rushed home. When he arrived at the door of his house, Zhong Jianguo thought he would see the scene of "Blood and Blood", but he saw silence around him.

Zhong Jianguo felt uneasy in his heart, waved to Xiao Li, and whispered, "Leave the car, you go back first."

"Head of the regiment, talk to me if you have something to say." Xiao Li worried, "The eldest baby and the second baby are very obedient, it must be someone else who provokes him first."

Zhong Jianguo frowned: "I am the father of the child, are you the father of the child?"

"You are, you are." Xiao Li got out of the car and ran to the camp.

Zhong Jianguo took off the car keys, walked quietly to the door, and saw five children standing against the wall, ten eyes staring at the table. Zhong Jianguo walked in, took a closer look, almost burst out laughing, there was a bowl of shiny braised pork on the table.

"Have you eaten yet?" Zhong Jianguo asked deliberately.

Song Zhaodi put her hands around her chest: "Yes."

"Did they make a mistake?" Zhong Jianguo asked knowingly. "A fight? No, Zhong Dawa, did you bring your brothers to fight again?"